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(And we’re back. Time to find out what happens to the Goths in the rest of their first week! I still have two Holidays to go through, one made by the game, and Spooky Day by me.)

Now that it officially looks like Fall outside, Mortimer decides to spend his morning off (while everyone else is at work or school) decorating the house.

It takes him hours, but finally he has it looking just as festive as the neighbor’s houses.

… And done with enough time for him to relax with a book before the madness that is raising children arrives back home.

Cassandra comes in, dragging her feet. She’s furious.. at what, she won’t say, and she holes herself up in the downstairs bathroom talking to herself in the mirror. Bella has plans for a dinner party before tomorrow’s Harvestfest, and it looks like Cassandra simply wants to skip it.

The caterer arrives nearly at the same time as the guests – the Fright family from down the road.

Everyone pigs out on food, and generally has a good time.

Bella and Joanna’s unlikely friendship continues, and Cassandra’s absence goes unnoticed by her parents.

Everyone is up bright and early the next morning for Harvestfest. The first thing on everyone’s mind seems to be tracking down the gnomes that have invaded the Goth house and appeasing them.

They’re tricky little buggers, though, and like to continue teleporting around the house.

Bella takes a moment out to watch some kid’s TV (No one knows why she chooses that channel), while the repairman works and Mortimer tries to clean up the disaster that is the kitchen after last night’s party. He finally gives up and calls a maid service. If his wife is going to continue with these parties, he decides he’s not going to be the one to clean up after them.

Again.. no one seems to notice that Cassandra has snuck off again and spends hours on her phone in the upstairs bathroom.

Alexander continues to be a diligent Scout, earning badge after badge, and now he’s convinced he can finish the arts and crafts one, despite the fact that it’s clearly not his aptitude.

… And the gnomes continue long into the night, leaving seed packets everywhere for Bella to pick up and sell. Finally, she decides she’s had enough and simply sells the gnomes to the next person walking down the street.

Overnight.. the first hints of winter start to become visible. (And I squeal so loudly in joy that my husband thought something bad had happened and called to me worriedly from the kitchen.)

Everyone loves Spooky Day. Pumpkins to carve and put outside…

…Costumes, and Trick or Treaters and Spirits of both Mischief and Spookiness… and..

.. wait. That’s not a trick-or-treater!

Cassandra finally manages to get her Dad’s attention again – and not in a good way. Malcolm and Mortimer quickly square off, neither one wanting to give an inch in this feud.

“I said I wouldn’t have any of it! My daughter is not for you!” yells Mortimer.

“She won’t be your little girl forever! She can make her own decisions!” Malcolm yells back, just as angrily as Mortimer had.

For a moment, it looked like Mortimer might even back down.

“NO! Just.. no! I’ll call the authorities if I ever see you on my property again, young man!” Mortimer makes sure he gets the last word again, and Malcolm hurries out the front door, hiding his eyes. A tearful Cassandra watches from the upstairs bathroom window, before storming off to her room.

Alexander, on the other hand, tries to make like he hasn’t heard the whole argument and munches on leftover ham dinner from Harvestfest yesterday. He was pretty sure a fresh dinner wasn’t going to be had tonight, so he’d better scrounge for whatever he could find.

Out of nowhere, Cassandra runs downstairs and hugs her Dad. “I’m so sorry, Dad. I promise I’ll be good from now on!” she cried. (Seriously, I have no idea where she came from.. this was completely her own action.)

Alexander finishes his evening out with some more crafts while Mrotimer grudgingly helps Cassandra with her homework.

Riding on a feeling of satisfaction and contentment, Bella and Mortimer snap a picture and congratulate themselves on two wonderful children.

Before bed, Alexander checks his scouting board.. he’s officially a Pegasus Scout now! Hooray!

He celebrates by playing most of the night with his best friend, the monster under his bed.

It’s Saturday morning, and everyone has the day off, so Bella and Alexander run a marathon of chess matches. Alexander even manages to win a couple of them.

Bella has a House Party planned for the evening, though, and she’s “hired” Cassandra to entertain. A caterer and mixologist arrive, just moments before the guests. Everyone is so busy socializing that nobody notices when the “Entertainer” slips out the front door to make a phone call.

“I missed you so much!” Cassandra cries, embracing Malcolm as he runs up the front steps. “Hurry, up to my room!” she finishes, pointing out that it’s FREEZING outside.

Changing quickly into something more comfortable, Malcolm and Cassandra talk seriously, not a dry eye in the room.

One thing, of course, leads to another… and…

.. Once again, nobody notices. The party rages on downstairs, involving much flirting, drinking and eating, and, for some unknown reason.. a cake with candles?

After a short nap, Cassandra wakes up in a panic. “Hurry, you have to leave before they see you!”

… And Malcolm expertly makes his getaway without being spotted.

.. Unless you count the Zombie movie playing to itself in the living room.

Cassandra pulls back on her fancy dress, and plays concertos and requests well into the night. The party seems to have gone off without a hitch, and Mortimer and Bella are ecstatic.

…Perhaps a little too much so. Bella has to spend an hour or two calming herself down in front of the mirror. The party was hysterical, but maybe only to her?…

After the night ends, Cassandra quietly slips into bed with a smile. Nobody noticed. Again. Perhaps it was better that they hadn’t… but something was going to have to change. The only question was.. what..?

… I wonder what the Landgraabs will think of all this?

(See you in Week 2 whenever I get back around to the Goths. I know I’ll be waiting on the edge of my seat!)

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