New Goth: Chapter 4, Part 12
The week wraps up!
James: How did it go
Ariadne: *sighs* not great. The principal made me feel small, the teacher sprung exams on me and some girl made fun of my hair
Milton: I think your hair is pretty
James: I taught a lot of teens. Often they will pick something random to make fun of, something that isn’t actually bad, they just make you think it is. Did you do your hair yourself
Ariadne: *quietly* Just the colour. I went to a proper place to get it cut
James: We can get you a salon appointment to maintain the colour if you like but do it for you, not because some girl had an issue. If you like to dye it yourself, keep doing it
Ariadne: Thanks James. Oh and I met Carson, he seemed nice
James: Harvey’s youngest? I haven’t met him myself but I’ve met the next oldest. The brothers don’t get along from what I hear but the family are nature loving so he could be a good friend option
Ariadne: I hope you don’t mind but I invited some kids over after dinner. Hopefully they can be friend options to
James: This is your home, invite over all the friend options you want
Milton: Good thing you didn’t invite them before dinner
Ariadne: Why
Alexander: I’m home! Did you tell her?
James: Ah. Well we want to properly welcome you so Alexander’s sister and her family will be coming for dinner
Ariadne: For me?
Alexander: Of course, you’re important
After a quick small family photo the Chopra’s arrive and Ariadne has a chance to meet them all.
Cassandra: And my youngest is Viola, she’s still learning to talk
Ariadne: Hi there
Viola: *shyly* hi
Alexander: Care to help me cook Rahul
Rahul: Of course, I brought some herbs I think would be good in the pasta
Viola: Ari… up?
Cassandra: Don’t feel like you have to play with her, she’s a bit wild
Ariadne: I don’t mind. Come on Viola, let’s have fun
Savannah: See Milton, you’re meant to treat us like that
Milton: You’re meant to treat Viola like that
Mercedes: *sighs* shut up
James: Do you think it’s twins again
Cassandra: I don’t know, I’m definitely getting stronger symptoms than the last pregnancy
Ariadne: Are you excited for another sibling Viola
Viola: Ye ye
Cassandra: She’s always- ohhhh
Alexander: Are you okay sis? Is it the pregnancy
Cassandra: Kind of…
Rahul: *chuckles* I know that kind of
Alexander: What does it mean
Rahul: Do you feel too nauseous to have the pasta sauce darling?
Cassandra: *sighs* Sorry
Rahul assures her it's fine and talk turns to an alternative dinner plan.
Ariadne: The spice festival is on, do you think you could eat something from there
James: Good idea. How about we go out instead?
Twins: YES
Everyone manages to find something they can swallow at the festival even if the lighting is being stupid! Looks like Devin is gracing us with her presence and a performance!!! No one tell her my lighting is this bad. The lack of proper light does send us home pretty quickly though. Ariadne has invited some kids from school after all and Joey is going to come for a game or two.
Scarlett: Damn girl your house is massive
Ariadne: What can I say? Rich parent perks
Rodger: My household is the same size as yours, cats included, and we live in a relative shoebox
Ariadne: Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to come across as-
Rodger: It’s fine. Everywhere is a shoebox compared to this place
Ariadne: You’re not utterly disappointed in me?
Scarlett: *laughs* Nope. Girl I'd brag about it to
Rodger: What can I say? You give us something to aspire to
The trio burst out laughing and Ariadne feels like she could finally be making some friends.
Joey: Zooming by on your left
Alexander: Hey that was an illegal driving move
Milton: Alexander, there’s no illegal driving moves in this game
James: Hurry up love, I’m going to lap you soon
Alexander: I don’t get how you’re all so good at this
Joey: Practice and technical know how. Hey, who threw that banana?
James: It was Milton
Milton: It was not me, Uncle James is lying
Joey: It’s okay Milton, I believe you
James and Milton leave once the game is over and Alexander takes the opportunity to talk to Joey.
Alexander: You know how James and I have adopted Ariadne?
Joey: I haven’t got a proper introduction but yeah
Alexander: I need to know you won’t sleep with her
Joey: Dude! She’s a teenager. I like to screw but I don’t have a screw loose
Alexander: I know but she won’t always be 13 and I don’t need you laying on your charm and breaking her heart, ever. No matter how hot she may grow up to be, don’t sleep with my daughter
Joey: What if she makes a move on me once she ages up? You know boobs distract me
Alexander: You drag your eyes up and say, no thank you, your dad is one of my best friends and I will not cross that line
Joey: Agreed, I’m never going to sleep with any kid of yours... I did want to woohoo your mum though
Alexander: *laughs* I knew it!
With Joey heading home Alexander goes and makes sure Milton is heading to bed. Milton is actually busy talking to his friends online though…
Alexander: Come on, bedtime. How are you getting on with Mum’s journals
Milton: *sighs* fine. I wish she was here to tell me abut her life instead of me needing to read it
Alexander: I miss her to Milton, every day
Milton: You don’t think she’d be mad I’m reading them do you?
Alexander does his best to assure Milton it’s fine and get the boy to sleep. In her room Ariadne has said goodbye to her visitors and is trying her luck at the flower arranging table. She planted some but has quite a few left over to play around with.
Alexander: So Mr Dad how are you doing
James: *chuckling* I’m good, really good. Ariadne seems to be settling in although she had a rough day at school
Alexander: She told you that? That's not great but I guess that’s better than lying to our faces. We should do something this weekend to cheer her up
James: Did you have something in mind
Alexander: She’s a teen girl so… shopping?
James: Do you just want to go shopping
Alexander: *laughs* Maybe, but her being honest with us should be rewarded right?
James: You are going to be a much better dad than you think love
The household falls into slumber and we leave them for now.
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