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 Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 11:30 am
“I don’t know what color your eyes are, baby
But your hair is long and brown
Your legs are strong and you’re so so long
And you don’t come from this town
My head is full of magic, baby
And I can share this with you
I feel I’m on the cross again, baby
But that’s got nothing to do with you”
- So Alive, Love & Rockets
Big News and Cheesecake
Well, Daddy had definitely been surprised when Ismerauda came home with hair so much shorter than she’d had when she left. He’d been a little annoyed with them for not telling him first, but when they told him the reason, he was easily relaxed again. Adele had thought it was neat, for the record.
Apart from that little bout of strangeness, routine had remained the same for a while. That was until Hatty came home with some rather news that would change how they’d been living. Previously, the family had been residing in a pair of penthouse apartment suites at a rather upscale building, but it seemed there were just too many kids about to remain there. So, Harriet proposed that they move and the looking at of houses began.
One particular house – a rather large mansion being sold for unbelievably cheap – stood out to them. It was beachfront property and apparently the house was a bit haunted. The children had gone to visit it with their father and ended up meeting some of the ghosts residing around – a bunch of hula dancers, fire eaters, and generally partying people who’d all been too unwilling to stop partying even when death called them. There was even a gorgeous bikini clad babe in the attic (the room Adele had wanted for himself) who seemed to be making great friends with the cat boy (something about having similar taste in men).
The next big change had been in a request Harriet had made to his long-time girlfriend – Riulve. He’d invited her and her children to live with them in whatever home they were going to. And it seemed part of the reason was due to something she’d told him – Ri and Hatty were going to have a baby together. The little ones had been ecstatic about that – Miss Riulve was very nice and she had cool children.
Eventually, they’d all worked out the living situation and were going to live in the haunted house. Adele still claimed the attic room, which no one begrudged him. All was starting to settle down again and that was good. Too much excitement for the Fenmoore family was just odd. Now all they had to wonder about was when the children would grow (one never knows on Gaia) and about Ri’s baby.
How’d the cheesecake work into all of this? Well, upon them moving in, the ghosts had tried to make them one as a welcome gift. Problem was that ghosts and cooking tangible food doesn’t always work together. It was a fun attempt to see though.
“Six o’clock already? I was just in the middle of a dream
I was kissing Balentino by a crystal blue Italian stream
But I can’t be late cause then I guess I just won’t get paid
These are the days when you wish your bed was already made
It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it was Sunday
Cause that’s my funday
My I don’t have to run day
It’s just another manic Monday”
- Manic Monday, The Bangles
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 11:07 am
“Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you'd love to lead
Dance, this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me”
- Dance, Dance, Fall Out Boy
Dance like a Dervish, and Sing like there’s no one Around
By a beach, there is a mansion. A mansion known for having ghosts in it. And in this mansion, there is a boy. A boy with cat ears and a tail who is dancing wildly to some song on the radio. He whirls and spins and looks foolish, but he is having fun. And that’s really all that matters.
There are parties held on the public parts of the beach. These parties are full of older kids who’ve had too much to drink and like to do wild and crazy things for cameras. There are lots of people at them, and seem fun for socializing. Adele is not allowed to go to those parties. At night, the ghosts in his house have parties. These parties are in the back yard and full of intangible dancers who just want to have a good time and enjoy their music. Only Adele and his family are invited to these but that’s okay. He likes them better than the snobby teenagers on the beach.
There are people who dance on the TV, with fancy outfits, pretty partners, and shiny sets. They get yelled at by judges, even though Adele thinks the couples look very nice. When he dances, Adele is just in his regular clothes, his only partners are his sisters, and they dance across the living room floor. The judges may just be his family, but that’s all right. They don’t care if he does badly.
Some people say they dream of stardom, that they want to dance for money. The cat boy doesn’t want to spend the rest of his life dancing. But it’s fun to do now and again, when a good song comes on and he’s feeling bouncy.
The boy has three sisters that he dances with. They’re all really fun to dance with. The eldest is Bellaluna, and she dances in slow motions, not seeming to really know what she’s doing. Her hands sway a little and she tries to step a bit, but it’s hard for her to loosen up in this way. The next is Alice, she’s got fun wings that she drapes ribbons with bells on and jingles them while she dances. She’s the most energetic and can keep time with Adele, which he likes a lot. His last sister is Ismerauda, and she’s very graceful. Issy dances slowly and is very neat about it, but she gets tired very easily, but Adele doesn’t mind. His sisters all make dancing very fun.
Adele likes his Dad a lot. Harriet’s very good at dancing and has a lot of fun with it. Hatty will dance with Riulve sometimes and they look very nice. When he dances with his kids, it’s very different but still fun. The cat boy has a blast when they do this, though he still thinks when Hatty and Ri are dancing still seems the most fun.
The child can’t sing to save his life. It’s fun sometimes to sing along with songs but he’s not good at it at all. His voice is a bit screechy and he’s bad at remembering the notes. But that’s okay, so long as he does it quietly.
“She was a bebop baby on a hard day's night
She was hanging on Johnny, he was holding on tight
Well I could feel her coming from a mile away
There was no use talking, there was nothing to say
When the band began to play and play
And we danced
Like a wave on the ocean, romanced
We were liars in love and we danced
Swept away for a moment by chance
And we danced and danced and danced”
- And We Danced, The Hooters
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 1:16 pm
“You went to school to learn girl
things you never knew before
like I before E except after C and why 2 plus 2 makes 4
now, now, now
I’m gonna teach you, teach you, teach you
all about love girl, all about love
sit yourself down, take a seat
all you gotta do is repeat after me
A B C , Its easy as
1 2 3 , as simple as
do re mi, A B C, 1 2 3
baby you and me girl”
- ABC, The Jackson 5
Learning New Things
In an attempt to teach his two youngest children to write, Harriet wrote up a paper featuring the alphabet, the basic numbers, and how to spell each Ismerauda and Adele’s names (as well as Issy’s nickname). The trouble was that he was much more used to formal cursive writing to printing, so his print was a little sloppy. Also, he was used to another language so this was a bit harder.
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To be encouraging and get them to try it and have some fun, Hatty bought Adele and Issy each a large set of markers and a nice pad of paper. While Issy'd not seemed to have much interest in it, Adele had had a blast sitting down and coloring and drawing his letters.
Each child made an attempt at doing their letters at the very least and then correcting their mistakes.
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Harriet grinned a bit as he looked at these attempts. His children were still rather little but they had at least made an attempt and were doing well for a first time. A bit more practice and they’d probably be just fine at writing and reading.
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“There was an apple that lost his 'a'
There was a zebra that lost his 'z'
There was a chauffeur that left his 'auffer' on the dashboard
Of the car that lost its 'r'
Well, the car had lost its 'r' in a pothole
On a street that lost its 'e'
When the garbage collector with a missing 'ector' swept it up
With a broom that lost its 'oom'
Where they gonna go without their letters?
How could they survive without their letters?
Where they gonna go to find their letters?
They gonna have to get together-
At the alphabet lost and found (alphabet lost and found)
At the alphabet lost and found (alphabet lost and found)”
- Alphabet Lost and Found, They Might Be Giants
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 1:57 pm
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 2:10 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2009 2:34 pm
Quest time!
It would seem that, a day that would have been like any other, was fatefully twisted to be a horrific ordeal for Adele that would impact on the rest of his life.
Adele suffers a near-fatal allergic reaction to some sort of food product that he consumes, landing him in the hospital. What is he allergic to? How do the doctors find this out? What is the hospital experience like for the little kitty? And how will this sort of thing be prevented in the future?
(You may choose an obscure or common allergy, or more than one, it's up to you.)
Good luck, little kitty!
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 2:17 pm
“Wise men say
Only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay?
Would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you?
Like a river flows to the sea
So it goes, some things are meant to be
Take my hand
Take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you”
- Can't Help Falling In Love, A*Teens
Quest Part 1: Allergies
It all began with what would have been an average day at the beach. Dele had been wandering about with his siblings, exploring and seeing the sights as per usual. However, today was different than the usual days they did stuff like this. One moment Hatty had been idly watching his son and the boy's ghostly companion peeking at a strange new set of dishes offered by an exotic foods vendor, took a second to turn away to check on his others, and the next he'd spun around once more as Shelley – Adele's spiritual friend – screamed and tried to get his attention.
When the blonde reached his son, the boy was curled on the ground and breathing in small, constricted gasps. His face was starting to puff up and he looked rather faint. The cat boy was scared stiff, feeling weird and coughing violently as his father held him and called for an ambulance on his cellphone. Things were starting to become a blur, the toddler seeming to blink and the scene had changed. Almost like a DVD in bad condition, the scenes jumped and skipped seeming wholly disjointed and not really like part of the same movie.
He felt the gentle hands of his father, trying to help him cough up whatever he'd swallowed to make his body react this way. The child felt the paramedics lifting him and putting special masks and whatnot on him. The masks were uncomfortable and pulled at his hair. The ride to the hospital was cold and bumpy but he couldn't feel much more than those things, and those were only vague. Sometime between the ride and being brought inside to be checked over by a doctor, Adele's eyes slid closed and stayed that way for a good long time.
It hadn't seemed like he had been blacked out for a few hours. It had just felt like another moment where he'd been blinking and the feelings he was experience and what he could see had changed. He was able to breath now at the very least, and didn't hurt much anymore. His face still felt really really puffy and wrong, but at least it didn't hurt. The boy was sure of one thing at present, as he glanced around through eyes that barely opened beyond a squint – he was tired.
Adele found himself drifting in and out for the next few hours. He heard his dad talking to the doctors about what had happened to him. He'd tried a bit of something called a scorpion kabob and then things had gotten scary. The toddler had felt his throat choke up, his body deciding pretty soon after that it didn't like that at all or what it did to him – something the doctor's called an 'allergic reaction'. It'd been really scary at first, feeling things jumping around, not being able to breath, coughing like that, feeling so light headed when he blacked out. It had all felt wrong and awful. But now he could breathe again, was laying safe in a hospital and he just felt tired out from everything.
It wasn't until a few days later when he fully woke up and was coherent enough for Hatty to explain to him what was going on. The scorpion kabob was something he was allergic to and he'd had a very adverse reaction to eating it. Adele's father had told him he wasn't allowed to randomly eat strange foods anymore and that the doctors were performing some tests on him to see what else he was allergic to. While it wasn't anything major, the boy did have to stay in the hospital an extra day or two. While it'd been scary at first, it wasn't so bad now that he thought about it. The hospital was okay – the nurses are nice to him and the pudding was good. Still, it'd been horribly scary for the child and he was never ever randomly eating something just because a vendor said it was cool and exotic.
“Just a day,
Just an ordinary day.
Just trying to get by.
Just a boy,
Just an ordinary boy.
But he was looking to the sky.
And as he asked if I would come along
I started to realize
That everyday you find
Just what he's looking for,
Like a shooting star he shines.
He said take my hand,
Live while you can
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand
”
- Ordinary Day, Vanessa Carlton
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 7:11 pm
Quest time!
Adele will have to begin thinking about schooling options. There are two very good schools nearby that he can attend as soon as he's a little older; one is very accepting of strange children, but also doesn't have the best teachers or a lot of funding. The other, in contrast, is rather skeptical of less than human patrons, but has an excellent educational reputation and has all the best equipment and plenty of private donors.
Have Adele tour both schools, and make a choice where he might want to go in the future.
(Please note that Adele doesn't have to go to school after this, IC, it's just something to think about! Or, he can choose, after his tours, to be homeschooled! The results are up to you!)
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 8:47 pm
“We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.
”
- Another Brick In The Wall Part 2, Pink Floyd
Quest Part 2: School
Adele grinned, skipping along ahead of his father. He was going with Hatty today to look around at the two local schools. The man had decided he'd let each of his children choose the school for themselves – a less funded public school, a very prominent private school, or homeschooling. The decision had been made to take them separately so that each kid would have a chance to do and see things without being held back by the others wanting to do something else or go home.
The cat boy smiled cheerily as he held is Daddy's hand. Adele hadn't done much going out in public since he'd recovered from his little allergic episode but now he was back and ready to see things and meet people. The first place they were headed was the private school, as it was closer. The public one had busing but this one needed to be walked or driven to. The toddler's tail flicked back and forth as he excitedly watched for the school. Harriet was slightly apprehensive about this trip – he'd heard that this school wasn't exactly very tolerant of kids who were...'different'. And all of Harriet's children most certainly were different.
As they approached the large brick building meant to be the school, Dele found himself glancing about in the hopes of spotting a swingset or something of interest to a child. But nope, not even flowers decorated the bland exterior to this building. A small, frumpy looking woman with a very prominent mole on her face and horn rimmed glasses perched on a beaky nose, stood in front of the school waiting for them. She sniffed upon seeing Adele's small fuzzy ears and tail, as well as Harriet's pointed ears.
“Welcome to our school. You are Mr. Fenmoore and son, correct?” the woman inquired in a rather clipped, snooty tone.
“Yes.” Harriet said with a nod, “Pleased to meet you.”
“Mmyes, well I am afraid I have some bad news. Your son doesn't quite...meet the standards we have here.” she said, glancing distastefully at the Adele as he followed a butterfly with his eyes and nearly ran off to chase it.
The man's eyes narrowed. “Oh really, and what makes you say that?”
“We feel that at our academy, one must have a great deal of dedication and willingness to learn in order to succeed. Your son very obviously has none of that.” the woman retorted, sniffing once more.
“In other words, you don't want Dele because he's a catboy and a little easily distracted.” the blonde hissed. He knew people well enough to know what she'd been looking at when they approached, could tell that she was judging from how he seemed rather ADD. But that's where the woman was wrong. Adele wasn't so much stupid as a little naive, somewhat silly, and interested in trying to find anything pleasant to focus on in his vicinity to make the situation better, seeing as there was nothing appealing about the school or the lady.
“I did not say that, sir, but yes. That is what I mean exactly.” the lady hissed.
“Then we do not need to bother with this any further.” Harriet snarled before carefully taking Adele's hand and walking back to the car.
The kitten glanced up at his father then. “Daddy, did I do something to make that lady not like me?” he asked quietly. Sure, Dele had seen the looks she was giving him, but he had tried to not notice, not ask such things in public.
“No, hon, she's just....not a very nice person. There are people in the world who will dislike somebody just because they're different. You shouldn't let that bother you, little one.”
Adele nodded, curling up in his seat and staring out the window as they drove. At least the way to the other school was far less boring. And when they arrived, the school itself was a severe contrast to the first one.
It didn't have the best funding, but they used what they could get. The building was decorated with pictures and around the one side there was chalk drawn on the walls. There were flowers planted in front, and a small playground setup in the back. Already the cat boy was getting excited to go in and explore.
A nice, cheery young lady with brown curls and a cheery smile. She was a lot more friendly to the boy, being one of the first grade teachers, and immediately knelt down to pet his ears and chitchat a bit with him. This woman was quite happy to show the pair around the school, letting them look in on classes and even talk to and play with some of the kids. By the time they were done, Adele was quite sure he wanted to come back. He was a social butterfly, so to speak, and while this place wasn't the best for high end education, he was more than happy with what they did teach him. And Hatty could be satisfied with that.
“I rode my bicycle past your window last night
I roller skated to your door at daylight
It almost seems like you're avoiding me
I'm okay alone, but you got something I need
Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I think that we should get together and try them out you see
I been looking around awhile
You got something for me
Oh! I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key”
- Brand New Key, Melanie
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