crossover_chick | It's MARCH

Things should be WARMING UP, not COOLING DOWN!
-DW: *lies as close as possible to heat vent*-
-M: Hey, spare some for the rest of us.-
-HD: *makes gallons of hot tea*-
-RPD: *in ghostly form* I believe I'll be staying like this until summer.-
-TD: Fine with us. I really want to get out the Jacoolzi again, I have some new ideas for that. . . .-
So go ahead and fiddle.
-TD: In this weather, it all seems so -- futile.-
It'll be warm again one day, you'll see.
-VD2: How has the writing gone? Get anything done on "From the Ashes Reborn?"-
Two pages, yeah. Better than yesterday, at any rate.
-D: Quieter at work, I take it.-
Oh yeah. Though I may have to go in tomorrow (I generally have Fridays off) -- my boss wants me to call in the morning and see. I was half-expecting it, so I'm not too disappointed.
-M2: What if he doesn't need you?-
Then I'm going to Marshall's for new slippers. I wore a hole right through one, and the other's not far behind.
-OD: *tentacles poke at hole* Great Scott, what do you DO to those slippers?-
I have NO idea. I only wear them inside!
-VD: Well, you do have the habit of pacing while thinking. That probably subjected them to excessive wear and tear.-
Good point. And these HAVE lasted a while -- about two years. Good lifespan for footwear.
-OD: I suppose. Still, a hole right through the toe. . . .-
*shrug*
-VD: What about typing? You were working pretty busily this morning.-
-TD: *perks up* "Boy Genius?"-
Yup! And I got the comments on Chapter 5 of "Marty In Wonderland" this evening, so yayz on that.
-HD: *toasts* To Tracey! May your book sell well, if that's the ultimate goal.-
:) I also did get a few minor updates on "V.D." in.
-VD: Minor is better than nothing.-
-DW: No challenge bunnies, I noticed.-
It's a toughie. Hmmmm. . . .
-VD2: *pats shoulder* I'm sure you'll get something eventually. If you don't get sick again that is.-
Tanku. Oh, and I have that other drabbles88 prompt ready:

38. Dark
The house was dark and grimy, with cobwebs in every corner and dead things lurking all around. If it had been anyone else’s home, Clara Clayton Brown would have run outside screaming. But since it was the home of Gomez and Morticia Addams, she sat on the couch and tried to smile at a plate of food that squirmed.
They’d been warned before they’d gone over, of course. Warned by every person in the neighborhood. The Addams were the only family in Hill Valley that was considered weirder than the Browns themselves. It was easy to see why – a huge, gloomy mansion with a penchant for attracting lightning even on clear nights, two pale children who regularly played with sharp objects, parents who were prone to excessive public displays of affection, and an uncle who howled at the moon. Even the Browns had kept a wide berth at first.
Then Jules had somehow managed to befriend Wednesday. Which led to now, with the Browns having been invited over for tea.
It hadn’t been that bad, really, Clara had to admit. They had been given a surprisingly warm welcome from what seemed to be the most morbid family on earth. The children had promptly run off to play together (excessively morbid games, no doubt), leaving the adults to chat. Gomez and Morticia had turned out to be interesting conversationalists, despite a rather dark sense of humor. Fester had his – charms – as well, growing excited when Doc had started talking about his inventions. He had already dragged Doc off to the basement lab, wanting to show him something. Clara was managing to keep up the conversation alone, but she did wish her husband would return soon.
She was just about to ask Gomez how his latest law case had gone when there was a loud explosion from somewhere downstairs. All heads jerked toward the staircase. “Must have been Fester,” Gomez said, smiling gaily. “He tends to get a little overenthusiastic.”
Clara felt her stomach twist a bit. “Perhaps I should check on him and Emmett,” she said, standing.
“I’m sure they’re fine.”
“I’d rather see for myself, if you don’t mind.”
Gomez shrugged. Morticia stood up. “Let me show you the way, then.”
It was only a short walk down to what looked like a set out of an old “Frankenstein” movie. Chains on the walls, bubbling beakers of indeterminate fluids, random objects that sparked and crackled. . .and right in the middle of it all, two very soot-stained figures were getting off the floor. Dr. Emmett L. Brown and Fester Addams looked at the women for a moment, then pointed at each other.
“He did it!”
Clara cracked her first real smile of the afternoon. “Do you know, Mrs. Addams, I think we’re going to get along just fine.”

I've been dying to do something like this for a while now. I'm very sad to say I was prejudiced against the Addamses sight-unseen at first, but after seeing the movies, I love them.
-D: *tilts head* Is this movie!Addams or TV!Addams?-
Movie!Addams -- I don't know all that much about the TV series. I figure they have a mad scientist lab SOMEWHERE in that house of theirs. I mean, how could they not?
-HD: *eyes fic suspiciously*-
Oh, they're not really American McGee. They're just warped. But loving.
-HD: I just can't help it.-
It's not that bad that you quoted American McGee.
-HD: Yes it IS!-

-TD: Oooh, I DO bet they have a great lab.-
If only for Uncle Fester. I mean, he was played by Chris Lloyd.
-HD: . . .-
What?
-HD: *facepalm* There's no escaping the black humor, is there?-
A little darkness is good for you.
-HD: I'm from WONDERLAND.-
And your Queen is a psychotic bitch who orders regular beheadings.
-HD: . . . True. Though nobody ever GETS beheaded, the Parliment of Cards is very good about that.-
-MHG: Good thing too -- otherwise Emmett here would have lost his head three times over.-
-HD: *glare* My singing is not that bad.-
-RPD: Any other updates? We saw you on Sims earlier.-
Yeah, I figured why not finish up Lou's Cafe in Mad Hill Valley:

Full Shot -- blue rules the day, of course. I also added some park-like stuff for kids and such.

Interiors -- No fancy-schmancy stuff here. Booth or bar is the way to go. There's also a phone nook with pinball and arcade, photobooth, magazine rack, and 50s speakers on the wall for dancing.

Exterior -- Some chess games, a fountain with benches all around, and a swingset from my little download gift. :)

Kitchen Closeup -- Look at all the cool decorative stuff Maxis put into this EP! Emma's so getting some of this in her kitchen. Emmett too.
-J: You're really getting into this EP.-
All about the gardening, girl. Love the gardening.
And now is the part where I say I'm going to write, but I'm actually going to go read old Rose Potter sporks and try and beat Cave of Despair on Miniclip. I have no idea why I'm so obsessed with that freaking game.
-D: *rolls eyes* Don't ask us. Incidentally, now that the "Boy Genius" rewrite is done, what's next on the agenda?-
I should probably give Trilogy some love. . . .
-VD2: Our Trilogy counterpart would like that, yes.-
Oh, would he? *evil grin*
-MF: . . . Oh CRAP, the next Trilogy story is "Dude Looks Like a Lady," isn't it?!-
-TD: *spits out the tea HatterDoc gave him* DRAG?!-
Mwahahahahahaha!
-TD: . . . Good evil laugh, though.-
Oh, really? :D