Exciting Ideas

Posted On January 18, 2011

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May, Round 2- Todd household { featuring Shannon (32), Sandy (31), Hermione (13), and Annabelle Todd (4), as well as Claire MacDonough }

Sandy was sitting on the floor of the nursery, talking to her daughter Annabelle.

“Are you hungry, baby?” she asked.

“Bottle!” Annabelle shrieked, clapping.

Sandy giggled at her adorable toddler, who was growing up every day.

Meanwhile, in the room next door, her other daughter was doing some growing of her own.

“Ugh, my ass looks huge. I need to cut down on those collard greens.” she muttered, surveying herself in the mirror.

She headed over to the next door.

“Morning, mom.” she kissed her mother and picked up Annabelle.

“And good morning to you too, silly goose!” she said, kissing her sister as well.

“Honey, I’m going to jump in the shower. Can you please put your sister back in her crib and meet me downstairs for breakfast?” Sandy said, rising to her feet.

Hermione obliged, sliding her sister in the crib with one last giggle.

* * * *

A little over a year ago, her parent’s had gone through a rough patch. They’d grown more and more distant, letting the romance die little by little, until there was nothing but resentment and distance.

That was clearly no longer the problem Hermione thought dully as she ate her pancakes. The sounds of her parents kissing, touching, and whispering was making her sick.

“Can you two perverts keep it down?” she groaned, throwing down her fork. “Honestly, why can’t you two be normal and hate each other like Claire and Sydney’s parents?”

They pretended to not hear her, still gazing rapturously into each other’s eyes.

Hermione had blossomed into an outspoken, outgoing young adult who nearly always commanded the rooms attention. She wasn’t obnoxious, to be sure… but close.

“Oh, god, I’m getting out of here before I vomit everywhere.” she said dramatically, sliding off the stool and grabbing her books.

* * * *

When Hermione returned home from school that afternoon she raced upstairs and found her father and sister napping together in the master bedroom, and her mother at work, evidently.

“Thank god for that.” Hermione grabbed the phone and dialed the MacDonough house. “Can I speak to Claire please?” she said after Blake answered. “It’s me. Listen, it’s friday afternoon. Can you and Sydney come over? I’ve got some really exciting ideas.”

She could hear Claire jitter through the phone. “Excellent! Yeah, I’d love to come, but Sydney can’t. She has to babysit the boys while my dad and Blake go out.”

“Hurry, get over here before my mom comes home!”

* * * *

It was almost five o’clock when they arrived at the train station.

“Can you explain the plan to me one  more time?” Claire asked as they sat in the waiting room.

“Okay, were taking the six fifteen train to Maple City, and from there we are going to P.U.R.E. club. I stole my mother’s i.d.”

Claire looked horrified. “You’re thirteen, Hermione. Your mom is over thirty.”


“No one in there right mind is believing that, fool!” Claire nearly shouted.

“Look, you’re always complaining that we never do anything grown up or fun. I’m just trying to try something new here.”

“And I’m all for it, but I mean… your mom?”

Claire continued to vocalize her doubts, even as they watched the train pull in on the platform.

“This is it!” Hermione jumped up. “You coming?”

And with a sigh of the worse, Claire followed Hermione onto the train.

* * * *

P.U.R.E. was in the heart of Maple City, and was already bustling when they arrived around seven.

“This is gonna be such a fail.” Claire whispered as they walked up to the door.

But it wasn’t.

Hermione was gracious and poised, acting well beyond her thirteen and three-fourths years as she flirted with the bouncer.

And before they knew it, they were whisked inside a real live, adult club.

Claire eyed Hermione enviously as she confidently strolled in, winking at some random guy. Meanwhile, Claire was cowed.

Soon it became clear though that the blaring music, flashing lights, and crowd’s energy was contagious.

Some of the Maple City people were so crazy Hermione and Claire couldn’t help but giggle.

As the night wore on, the girls found themselves at the electronic dance sphere, and Hermione eagerly clambered on.

“You got it girl!” Claire cheered from the sidelines.

Hermione screamed with glee as the sphere twisted and spin her this way and that.

“Your turn!” she exclaimed as she neatly dismounted it.

“Uh…” Claire couldn’t find the words to protest as Hermione shoved her in.

“I think I’m in trouble.” Claire warned.

“You’ll be fine!” Hermione reassured.

Not even a minute later…

“Yeah, I don’t think this is my cup of tea.” Claire said as she brushed herself off.

“I heard there are hot tubs on the roof!” Hermione gushed. “Let’s get in!”

Claire sighed with defeat. She had signed up for this, after all. “Alright, come on you big lezzie.”

* * * *

They ended up having company in the hot tub. An eighteen year old boy named Ian. Hermione had introduced them both as ‘Heather’ and ‘Blair.’

“Good one, Sherlock Holmes.” Claire muttered.


“Oh, nothing.”

Claire was eying Ian more and more suspiciously as he eyed Hermione more and more seductively.

And she was eying back.

Hermione was overcome with excitement of the night. A bubble of happiness was filling up inside her. Not only had her plan worked, but she managed to get out of Kayton Square for the evening, dance at a real club, and meet new people, now she was about to get her very first kiss.

She had been dreaming of nights like this for so long, yearning for more than the dreary routine of suburban teen life. And now, it was actually happening, in front of her eyes.

“So, baby.” Ian whispered to Hermione. “Want to find some place quiet? Alone? Away from red at least?” he jerked his head to the corner of the hot tub, where Claire was glaring at them reproachfully.

“Hey, buddy, guess what?” Claire said through clenched teeth.


“Red has some news for you. ‘Heather’ is thirteen!” she rose out of the water and pulled Hermione with her. “Goodbye, creep!”

“What did you do that for?” Hermione cried once they were across the roof.

“Hermione, that guy was sketchy in every way! He’s eighteen! For god sakes, you don’t want your first kiss to happen that way! You want it to be special, with someone you actually have feelings for!”

“Well excuse me for just trying to be a little mature. You guys are all such babies!”

Claire was angry now. “Babies?! In case you haven’t notice, Hermione, we are! You’ve been so busy trying to be all high, mighty, and mature, that you left all of your friends behind. And it’s time one of us finally says something. The make up, the short skirt.. it’s way too much, way too soon.”

Hermione faltered. Perhaps, she wondered, could her friends be right? Had she really been trying too hard to grow up, and pushed her friends away in the meantime?  She hung her head. “I’m sorry. You’re my best friend and I was out of control.”

Claire smiled. “It’s okay. After all, what would any of us do without you to bring a little crazy to our lives? Now come on let’s get our clothes on!”

They reached the chair where they had left their clothes. It was empty, clear as day. The girls spent a few minutes searching frantically, and finally had to admit defeat.

“We’re going to have to take the train in our bathing suits…”

They both found this to be an amusing end to an extremely amusing evening.

* * * *

Much late that night, when her Hermione was finally safe in bed, she replayed their adventures in her head.

She already had some more exciting ideas but next time, they’d be a little less extreme.

Just a little bit.

* * * *

Hermione has become an absolute joy to write about. She’s one of my favorites! In fact, I just can’t get inspired by Sandy and Shannon right now, and Annabelle is too little to really do much for the story, so Hermione’s spunk is kind of saving the whole family from slipping into townie oblivion, haha!

thanks for reading.


Changes, changes

Posted On January 14, 2011

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Just one little post to tell anyone reading that Kayton Times has undergone some changes and additions!

First, there are two new pages at the top of the site, called Histories and Lots. Histories tells of how the current residents who weren’t born in story got to Kayton. So far there is Carmen, Jeff, Gretchen, Penny, and Ben, and there will be more in the future. I’m trying to do some of the more central characters first.

The other pages, lots, is very self explanitory and is basically a picture of all the community lots, broken down by town. Most of them have already been seen in blog, and there are some links to lot tours.

The other change is that the new Govenor has been added to the Public Pages.

Another one is that I’ve finally updated the White Pages!

 Every resident now has their age, life stage, aspiration, life time want, zodiac sign, and job listed under their family picture, which have nearly all been updated for round 2.

thanks for reading!

Legal Matters…

Posted On January 5, 2011

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Continuing the one year celebrations…

I’ve always wanted Kayton to have an elite, if you know what I mean. The high class, rich, influential citizens that everyone knew. But my neighborhood was so new that no one reached that level besides the Engebretsen family. I had resigned myself to wait until the neighborhood aged and I had some people to pick from.

But… after reading this post at New Buckington, I’ve decided I just have to have them!

And so… introducing the Brandsetter family!

The man in the middle is Kayton’s new governor Bradley Edward Brandsetter. He’s forty seven years old, popularity/fortune, and his lifetime want was (obviously) to become mayor, and now Bradley’s tackling the governor position. He’s a people pleaser, first and foremost, and is very friendly and personable. He’s cheesey, but genuine.

His wife Genevieve is who I’m most intrigued about. She’s forty and  fortune/knowledge. But what intrigues me most is her lifetime want is also to reach the top of the political career. Couple that with ambitious aspirations and one nice point and I think we have a conniving, scheming wife on our hands! I’ve already got some ideas.

The two of them together are pretty unusual too. Yeah, she likes him alright, but she’s not one to get sidetracked. She was his second wife, married for his reputation, and she knows it.

Their son Jean is ten and studying at Kayton Elementary in Kayton Square. He’s his mother’s son, and parrots her beliefs and behaviors. He’s quite a stuck up little brat.

At least, these are the characters I’m thinking of them to be! So we’ll see what happens. They’re going to get their own little intro post and then they’ll be added to the lineup sometime in this round.

Here’s the mayoral mansion, in Maple City next to Kayton Hall. I downloaded it ages ago from MTS2.

One little fluff post left, and then it’s back to real story updates!!!

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