Sim & the World Laughs with You ~ a Simblr Blog

Come on, Everybody! Ivy called to the family. It's time for Presents and Some Singing. The twins groaned while Holly and Rowan let out a sigh and shuffled in round the tree. 

Myrtle said, I know it seems strange to be doing this, especially after the last couple of years, but tonight is a Very Special Night, not just because it's Winterfest.  I have a Very good feeling. So I cooked up a Grand Feast. Enjoy! and then Lets open our presents from Annabelle. 

Willow opened her present from Annabelle. Ooh, Sparkly Cake! Way better than turkey. Woah! 

I'm.. Alive! I'm alive I'm alive I'm alive ! She cried out as whoops and hollers came from all over the house. 

Ho Ho HO came that familiar laugh from the living room. Father winter had arrived. Well, well, well, what do we have here, a pair of elves?  No, it's just these hats, Hazel replied, can I have a present?  Hazel! Holly scolded.  He He He, of course you can, Hazel.   He says, winking at Holly. And don't worry, Willow, I have something for you, too.  How do you know i'm not Hazel and she's Willow?  Well I would be a sad Father Winter if I didn't have my little secrets.  Everyone exchanged gifts with Father Winter and then in one flatulent moment he was gone 

The Story Continues... after the Holidays. Have a Cool Yule and a Happy New Year! 

It's Winterfest and Annabelle Wytchcroft pays a visit to the Odazooks Farmhouse  with some very special presents. and some important information for  Myrtle.  She arrives next to the headstones of her family members. Giving them a sweeping glance. "I'll tend to you as soon as I am done here". She steels herself and focuses on the task at hand . 

"Come in!" Ivy calls out while she continues her futile effort to warm herself in front of the fire. 

I need to talk to Myrtle. 

"She's upstairs; in Holly's room" 

Thank You. Happy Winterfest.

 "Thanks" Ivy replies between attempts to warm her hands by blowing frozen breath into them 

Happy Winterfest, Myrtle. I have something special for you. For all of you. I've been doing some research. It seems one of my ancestors was the witch who was trying to help you out. I have to keep this brief because I can't be 100 percent sure that I am immune to the killing frost here. but after tonight, none of you should ever have to worry about any of this anymore. I have been very busy in the kitchen wink. I'll talk with you later. 

Myrtle just stood, in shock, blinking and mouth opening and closing without words before she could finally stutter, "thank you" and then squealing, "Thank You"! 

Annabelle made her rounds delivering a Winterfest gift to each of the Odazooks. 

O.K., dears, it's time to go home. she collected her dearly departed, as quickly as possible.

As the Does lay sobbing in the night, Daphne confronts Myrtle about the events of the night. Those poor children. I can't take much more death, Myrtle! Have you seen our yard?! Eight. Eight! headstones. This is unacceptable!  Our living room looks like a mausoleum and now a Graveyard. Where the children play, no less. And I heard what Reaper said to you. Your Fault? Perhaps it's time you tell me what's going on around here. 

So that's why we're locked into a never ending winter and mopping up for eternity? Because you ...insulted ... a nature spirit?! A nature spirit?!!  Help me! I thought being a ghost was madness enough. sigh 

And then you had a witch cast a protection on the house.. against the nature spirit? And subsequently got yourself cursed, by said nature spirit? Too much. Too much. sobs oh, Myrtle...

I need a moment. floats out the door muttering nature spirits, witches, curses, death, never ending snow. I'm going crazy.. this is all a dream. I'm going to wake up any moment.

So, sips water you froze to death and, by all rights, should still be a pile of dust in a jar. The kids brought you back because they thought that would be neat to see a ghost and learn about the farm and their heritage. And YOU! You didn't warn us. Haven't said anything until Now?! 

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Meanwhile- At the Home of the Does:

Jane and John Doe sat at the table in their new Dining Room.

“John, I know that you feel what I feel.. Something awful has happened. the kids should have been home hours ago. I found a note that they had gone to take some pictures of that farm for Joes’ story”. That Parental Angst gnawed at their insides. They just looked at each other fearing the worst as a growing emptiness swallowed them whole.

It was late and the night was frozen. Jane and John trudged up the stairs and climbed into bed, numb. But as sleep overtook them, their dreams played havoc on their emotions. Jane could feel herself leaving her body, rising in to the night to search for her children and hopefully find answers.

Nothing...

Joe Doe wanted to write a story about the Haunted Odazooks farm as soon as he and his family had moved to Brindleton. He was sure he could get a job writing for the local paper with a decent scoop. His sisters Jalen, Jess and Juju were curious as well; so they tagged along. It was a beautiful, crisp, clear day. Perfect for pictures. 

With all this beautiful snow, they just couldn't resist making snow angels.

Joe decided to see if anyone was at home. He was greeted by Daphne Odazook. She looked around, surprised and said, “You really shouldn't be here. but come in warm yourself and then go home”. 

“Oh, I came here to write a story about your farm,  but thanks for the warm fire” 

They all stepped inside. The Girls were thankful for the opportunity to warm themselves by the fire. "Do you mind if we take some pictures,?" Joe asked Daphne "Be my Guest" She replied "Nobody is going to believe that we've actually been INSIDE the Odazooks Farmhouse", He thought.

Joe had begun asking Daphne a few questions about the farmhouse when A Blizzard kicked up as they chatted. What?! It was crystal clear out a moment ago. It seemed much darker than it should be and it was getting colder in the house. Daphne stoop up and told them "You really must go home while you still can. Before it's too late." They dashed out the door.

It was too late. The four hadn't made it across the yard before they were freezing to death. "NO! NOt Again!!" Daphne wailed. The kids had just returned from school and soon the whole Family was out to witness the atrocity. Snow fell from their eyes as they stood helplessly Mourning.

Myrtle Sobbed, thinking to herself,  “This is all my fault”. Grim answered back, “Yes, It IS all your fault.

It was another day in the never ending frozen hell  that was life (well, afterlife) for the Odazooks., 

Hazel had grown bored with playing with the monster under her bed and decided to go outside to build a snow friend (as if she needed another frozen ‘person’ to talk to). Of course, you can tell a snow friend anything and they’ll just sit there and, um, listen. She had got pretty far along when Titus Evans came up the pathway that runs past Odazooks Farm.

Hazel lit up a little inside. “Hey, Mr.Titus!”  she yelled. 

“GAH!” he exclaimed; startled by her calling out his name.  He had not seen her floating near by. “D-Do I know you, little ghost -er- girl, um ghost girl?” Whatever he had been mulling over in his mind on his walk had suddenly vanished.

“Sure”, she said, “Well, um, no, actually. I think I saw you checking your mail and your name was on the box”.

“Well, it’s Mr. Evans and you shouldn’t spy on people, it’s not polite.”

“Oh, I wasn’t s.pying. I was just walking home from school. I’m Hazel. Hazel Odazooks. Can you help me build this snow friend? Pleeeeeeze?”

“Oh, you’re part of that family that froze to death. I’ve heard about all of you.”

‘Yeah”, Hazel looked at the ground and then looked up, “So, can you? Will you?”

Titus shivers, growing colder the closer she gets. “Is it even possible to get this cold?” he asks himself. “I, uh...” His teeth are chattering like crazy now. “th-think, I-I’m t-t-t too c-cold. mmm s-suddenly”

Hazel Explodes, “EVERYONE IS ALWAYS TOO COLD!!!”

“You better come inside, Coldie Locks!” She continued, “We always have a fire on. Doesn't help us at all but you’re alive. Maybe after you warm up, we can finish that snowfriend, ok?!”

“K-k k-k-k”.. Titus dashes inside and warms himself by the fire.

Hazel introduces Titus to the clan and once he comfortably toasty, everyone comes out to play in the snow before Titus has to run home. And Run he did.