Saturday, August 31, 2013

Chapter 66: Hacked Off

  Caution: More bad language and bad behavior.  Read at your own risk!

  Colin kicked the hacky sack with his left toe and scowled.  Grounded!  He couldn't believe he was grounded, and his mother hadn't even stepped in to save him.  Worthless b*itch.

  He grabbed the hacky sack, and then started to kick it directly above him, making sure it hit the ceiling, repeatedly and as hard as he could kick it.  His mother was studying in her room, which happened to be the room right above.  He hoped he annoyed the piss out of her.

  Wham.  Wham.  Wham.  Colin still couldn't believe that his Dad and Grandfather had freaked out at him like that.  Wham.  Wham.  Wham.  And over such a stupid thing too.  Wham.  Wham.  Wham.  So he put a tack on the teacher's chair.  Big deal.  Wham.  Wham.  Wham.  And maybe he had flooded the school a time or two, but no one had any hard proof that it was him.  Wham.  Wham.  Wham. Aiden O'Connel was just a wussbag.  Wham.  Wham.  Wham.  What's a little bloody nose anyway?  He deserved it for being so f*cking stupid.  Wham.  Wham.  Wham.

  Sugar in the principal's gas tank was just sheer brilliance.  Wham.  Wham.  Wham.  It wasn't like the family couldn't afford to replace that piece of sh*t car that the principal drove around in.  Wham.  Wham.  Wham.  Really, Colin had done the guy a favor.  Wham.  Wham.  Wham.  And what was his reward?  Grounded to the house.  Wham.  Wham.  Wham.

  The sound of his mother's voice distracted him, and he dropped the hacky sack.  "Colin, what are you doing?" Cherie asked tiredly.


   "Sh*t!" he yelled.  "You made me drop the f*cking hacky sack!"

  "Colin, cursing is not allowed in this house."  Cherie said sternly. 

  "Well, f*cking excuse me for f*cking living." Colin retorted.

  Cherie sighed heavily.  She had no idea what had gone wrong with her youngest son.  "Don't you have somewhere else to be?" 

  "Not without your f*cking permission to f*cking leave this f*cking..."

  Cherie interrupted his f bomb tirade.  "Go on, then.  I need to study and I can't concentrate with you in the house."
  "F*cking about time."  Colin muttered.  He threw the hacky sack, and headed out.  Now the question was, what to do?  He briefly thought about going to the beach and checking out the chicks in bikinis, one of his favorite pass times, but then he remembered that Janine had been texting him, asking him to come over.  She was babysitting the Dolan brats.

  As he made his way to the Dolan's house, he passed one of their toddlers, it was crawling around outside.  He looked around and didn't see Janine any where.  F*cking stupid babysitter, he thought to himself.  Letting a baby crawl around outside by itself.  Colin shrugged.  It wasn't his f*cking kid, so he didn't give a f*ck.


  Colin didn't bother to knock on the door, it was already open anyway, he just walked in.  Janine met him, looking harried.  "Have you seen a little girl about..."

  "Outside." Colin motioned with his thumb.

  Janine ran outside, and grabbed Karrie.  "Karrie, you naughty little girl." she scolded.  She brought Karrie back inside and set her on the floor.  "Sorry about that."  Janine said sheepishly.  Colin shrugged.  "I'm kind of nervous."  she confessed.  "I've never, you know..."

  "F*cked someone?" Colin finished for her.

  She blushed.  "Well yeah, but, then, well..."

  "F*ck this."  Colin muttered.  "I hate talking, show me to the bedroom."

  Janine grabbed his hand and led him into the Dolan's master bedroom.  Her heart was beating so fast in her chest, she thought she might be having a heart attack.  She couldn't believe that Colin was here, with her.  Colin, the boy every girl in school wanted, and he had chosen to be with her.  She didn't believe he was as bad as they all said.  How could he be?  He had chosen to be with her, a nobody, when he could pick any girl he wanted.

  She wasn't sure what to do once they got into the room, but Colin took over.  He grabbed her, and kissed her hard on the mouth.  Janine sighed.  He sure knew how to kiss.  He pushed her onto the bed, and she fell willingly.

  It could have been hours later, Janine didn't really know.  She had lost track of all time, lost in the wonder of Colin's touch.  She could totally understand why girl's chased after him.

    Colin lit a cigarette up.  He took a few drags off of it, then swung his legs over the bed.  "Well, it's been fun, and it's been real, but it ain't been real fun."  He quipped.  "I gotta go."

  Janine's face fell.  "Oh, but I had hoped that you could stick around for a little bit."


   Colin raised an eyebrow.  "Really?  Why the f*ck would you think something so stupid?"

  "Well, " she stuttered.  "I thought..."

  "Sorry doll," Colin said, not the least bit apologetic, "I like to f*ck and run, I'm not the stick around type.  If you ever want another f*ck though, call me."

  Janine was speechless, which suited Colin just fine.  He didn't like dealing with f*cking drama scenes anyway.  He was all about the fun, if it wasn't fun, then f*ck it.

  On his way out the door, he heard his name called.  It was another one of the Dolan brats, just getting home.  "Whatcha doing here?"  Alicia Dolan wanted to know.

  "Looking for girls to eat."  Colin answered facetiously.

  Alicia made a face.  "I don't believe you."

    "Really?  Well, lucky for you I don't eat little girls, only big ones.  You better watch out when you get older though."

  Alicia had no idea what he was talking about.  She looked at him curiously.  "Are you Janine's boyfriend?"

  "F*ck no."

  Alicia's chin dropped.  "You said a no no word!" she gasped, her eyes wide.


   "F*ck yeah."  Colin smiled at her.  "I do a lot more than curse, little girl, so when you're older, you'd better stay clear of me."

  Alicia scoffed.  "Ha!  I could handle you."  She said bravely, and she thrust her chest out.

  Colin laughed.  "I doubt it little girl."


 Colin laughed all the way home.  The squirt was amusing, he'd give her that.


  Fast forward time...

  "You hoo! Colin!  Do you remember me?"


    Colin was leaning back against his house, smoking a cigarette.  Rom and Jake started laughing.  "You hoo Colin!" they sang songed while they fluttered their eyelashes at him.

  "F*ck off." Colin told his friends, but there wasn't any heat in his words.  "Who the hell invited the chick?"

  "I invited myself." she answered.

  "Really?"  Colin threw his cigarette down, pushed off away from the house, and walked towards her.  Alicia refused to be intimidated, and stood her ground.

  "Really.  Do you remember me?" she asked him again.


  Colin visibly looked her up and down. "Should I?"

  "Yeah, remember, I said I could handle you."

  Colin grinned wickedly.  "Is that so?  Is that why you're here then?  To handle me?"  His friends snickered in the background.

  Alicia hesitated.  She had been dreaming about this moment for months.  The day she would put an arrogant boy in his place.  She looked at his amused expression.  Somehow, whenever she pictured this moment, she hadn't quite pictured things happening this way.  She had expected that he would remember her at the very least.  "Yes, that's so.  You said..."

  Colin quickly grew bored with the conversation.

  "Go home little girl." he said tiredly.  "I don't have time for this tonight."

  "That's right, you've got another f*ck date with Tomeka.  Man, you've got all the luck.  A different chick practically every night of the week."  Rom complained.

  "I can't help it that both you and Jake are p*ssy whipped, and committed to the first girl you f*cked."

  "Colin."  Alicia interrupted, before either Jake or Rom could say another word.  "We were talking here." She motioned to herself, and then to him.

  "Go the f*ck home."  Colin told her, as he turned to walk away.

  "That's not a nice thing to say." she called out after him.

  Colin laughed harshly.  "Stupid f*cking little girl, I am being nice.  Now get the hell home and stay the f*ck away from me."  Colin's phone rang and he answered it.  "Hello Tomi."


  Alder sighed.  Why had he let his manager talk him into an autograph signing session?  Autograph sessions seemed to bring out the scary kind of fans, like the purple skinned lady who kept circling him while doing some sort move?  Alder shook his head.

  He hadn't even picked up his guitar since Spring had died, he just hadn't been in the mood, much to his manager's dismay.  Which was why Alder was signing autographs today, to get his manager off his back.


  "Oh my gosh!" a high squeaky voice yelled to his right.  Alder winced.  Her voice was downright shrill.  "I can't believe it's Alder Kahekili, standing right in front of me!"  The woman fanned herself.


    Alder sighed, and turned towards the shrieking voice.  He put on his charming voice.  "Why hello there."  He forced a smile.

  "Do you sign boobs?"  she wanted to know, as she started to lower her shirt.

  "Not this time." Alder hurriedly said.  "Just paper, sorry."  The woman frowned briefly before thrusting a piece of paper at him.  Alder took the paper and started writing his signature.  "You are the sexiest guy I have ever seen!" she gushed.  "And your voice, it just makes me melt.  I want to have your babies!" she squealed.

  Alder inwardly groaned.  He only had six more hours of this.  The next few hours went by in a blur of marriage proposals, offers to have his children, and pages worth of phone numbers.  The whole day was not a total loss however, Alder got to see several old friends and acquaintances.



  Angel Nightblossom Flanagan.

  Angel's husband, Quinn Flanagan.

  and Talfryn.


   He also made a killing in store sales, and Alder went home with  six grand in his pocket.


  "Why the f*ck are you calling me Morri?"  Colin paced the room, agitated.  What was up with the crazy b*tch calling him at all hours of the day or night. She had started getting all clingy and sh*t, so Colin had put an end to their affair.  They were done.  Finished.  He wasn't interested in something permanent, especially with a woman that would f*ck her own husband's brother.

     "Elliot misses you, I wish you'd come by more often to see your son."

  "I don't have a f*cking son Morri, I have a f*cking nephew, remember?"

  "He's your son Colin, you know he is.  He loves it when you come by and play with him, but it's been several weeks and..." she paused, "He misses you.  I miss you." she added softly.

  "Brae is the one raising him, not me, that makes Brae his father." Colin said angrily.  "I wish you'd get that through your stupid f*cking head, before you f*ck everything up for Elliot.  Stop calling me!"

  Morri started to cry.  "Elliot cries non stop Colin, and Brae is never here, he is always at some meeting or another.  I think he's suspicious that Elliot is not his, and..." Morri sobbed, "I'm just lonely and you wouldn't have to worry about getting me pregnant or anything, Colin.  I'm already knocked up, this time with Brae's kid for real."

  "Congratu-f*ckulations."  Colin muttered.  "What do you want, some type of medal?"

   "Come over Colin, that's what I want."  Morri pleaded.  "One last f*ck for old times sake?  I just need someone to hold me tonight."

  Colin heard the plink, plink of small pebbles being thrown at the window.  He walked over and opened the curtains, and noticed Tomi outside, he smiled at her, and held up his index finger.  He mouthed the words, just a minute.  "I gotta let you go Morri.  I have company."

  "Come on Colin!"  Morri moaned.  "Have a heart."

  "It's not my heart you're after b*tch, and my f*ck date just showed up, you'll have to get your own."

  "You're an a*shole Colin, and I wish I didn't love you!" she screamed into the phone.

  "That makes f*cking two of us Morri.  Good bye."  Colin hung up on her, and grimaced.  Stupid f*cking girl, she had sh*t for brains.  Damned if he'd let her f*ck up Elliot's life.  His brother may be an a*shole, but he was a decent father to Elliot.

  Still disgruntled, Colin threw some clothes on and went outside to meet up with Tomi.  She was sitting in the snow, watching the stars, until she heard his approach.  She gracefully stood up, and dusted the snow off her butt.  "You are a f*cking sight for sore eyes."  Colin whispered in her ear.


   "Bad night?"

  "You don't know the half of it."  He grabbed her hand and htey started walking towards the house.  Suddenly Tomi stopped, and turned to face him.

  "Are you alone at the house?"

  Colin pulled her into his arms.  "Of course.  It's my f*cking birthday, do you think my family would remember that?"

  "Well happy birthday."  Tomi rubbed her body up against his.  "We don't need them to celebrate anyway.  I have something to celebrate too."  She kissed him along his jawline.  Colin grunted.  She smacked him on the shoulder.  "Ask me what the f*ck I'm celebrating." She demanded.

  "What the f*ck are you celebrating?"  He parroted.  "I know it's not your f*cking birthday."  She kissed him hard on the lips.

  "I'm f*cking pregnant."

  Colin pulled away from her.  "What the hell?  I thought you were on the pill?"

  She shrugged.  "I was, but remember when I had the flu, and I couldn't eat or drink anything without puking it up?  Well, there ya go.  Don't give me that look.  I don't expect nothing from you.  My parents know I'm pregnant, but I haven't said who the father is.  They're threatening to send me to my Aunt's.  She lives in bumf*ck, middle of nowhere."

  "That sucks."

  "I might get rid of it." she said suddenly.  "I don't want a f*cking kid, and you don't want one."

  "Hell no."  Colin agreed.  He reached into his pocket, and pulled out some money.  "Here.  Take this.  It should be enough to get rid of the problem."

  Tomi pocketed the money.  "Thanks."  She kissed him again.  "I'll miss ya Colin.  Take care."

  "You too."  He watched her walk away.  What a f*cking disappointing birthday.  Not only did he not get a piece of a*s for his birthday, he got a kick in the head too.  Another kid.  At least Tomi was going to take care of it.  That thought should be more comforting to him than it was, he couldn't figure out why the hell it wasn't.

  And irony of ironies.  He was alone.  Again.  Happy f*cking birthday to him.

  He was smoking his fifth cigarette when he finally heard the front door slam shut.  About f*cking time too.


   He waited and waited, until finally his Dad came into the room.  "Colin?" 

  Colin rolled his eyes. He turned to his father.  "F*ck no, it's Brae."

  Ryder sighed. "I don't know why you have to be so difficult all the time."

  Colin smirked.  "It's a gift."

  "Where the hell has everyone been?  Did anyone even remember it was actually my birthday today?" Colin asked bitterly.

  "We were having a family meeting."

  "Without me?" Colin glared at his father.  "What a way to make me feel like part of the f*cking family!" he sneered.


  "Hey."  Ryder pointed his finger at his son.  "You are no longer a child, but an adult, we had to discuss what to do with you."

  "Even f*cking better.  What?  Am I a f*cking retard that I can't figure out how to run my own f*cking life?"


  Ryder sighed again.  "No.  What you are is a spoiled selfish brat, and you don't care about anyone or anything."

  Colin rolled his eyes again, bored.  "What the f*ck?  Is this some sort of newsflash?"

  "And," Ryder continued, ignoring his son's comment, "you have somehow managed to royally anger all the people in charge of this town."  Colin shrugged, what the f*ck did he care about the stupid f*cking pricks of the town?

  "Colin, are you even listening to me?"  Ryder was trying to be patient, but Colin always knew which buttons to push to get him going.

  "What?"  Colin dug a finger around in his ear.  "Were you talking to me?  I'm a f*cking retard and so I didn't know you were talking to me.  Sorry."

  Ryder threw his hands up in disgust.

  "You are impossible.  Well, let me tell you what's going to happen.  Brae has managed to talk them down..."

  "Good for f*cking wonder boy." Colin muttered.

  "Wonder boy as you call him, is your brother, and he cares about you, just like the rest of us.  Oh for pete's sake, would you stop rolling your eyes and listen for a minute?  The City Council was ready to ban you permanently from this town."

  "F*ck them."  was Colin's reply.

  "Colin, what do you suppose you would do then?  Our home is here.  You would be by yourself..."

  "Oh, that would be different to my life how?"  Colin pretended to think.  "Oh, no it wouldn't be any different!"


  "Your mother and I made some mistakes, Colin, yes, but you're going to have get past them, and make something of your life.  You can't hold onto the past forever."

  "Oh, thanks for the f*cking words of wisdom Dad.  You're right, you f*cking acknowledged that you and Mom are such f*cking piss poor parents, so now everything is all f*cking better.  What the hell was I thinking?"

  Ryder pursed his lips and shook his head.  "There is no talking to you when you are in this mood."


 "The plans have been finalized." Ryder continued.  "You are going to college, and learn some sort of skill that will allow you to do something positive with your life.  Brae said the Councillors just needed some time away from you, to forget all the shenanigans that you have pulled, and I agree with his assessment.  It's a win win for all."

  "F*ck that.  I ain't going to no f*cking college.  I f*cking hated school."

  "Then you'll be kicked out of this town, and you won't have your family to help you out.  None of our money, or our influence."

  "I don't f*cking need your money."

  "No?"  Ryder arched an eyebrow.  "Really?  Then how do you expect to eat?  Or buy yourself those awful stinking cigarettes that you are always smoking?"

  Colin shrugged.  "I'll move in with some chick, somewhere."

  Ryder chuckled.  "And how long will that last Colin?  Before she starts wanting more?  Can you handle that?"

  Colin frowned.


  Sh*t.  His dad was making sense.  He was so f*cked.  Ryder sensed his son was wavering, so he pushed home his point.  "And, to make things easier on you, I'm going to pay for your two friends, Rom and Jake, to go to college with you too.  So you'll be helping them out.  I know you don't care about a lot of people, but you care about your friends, right?  You know their families are too poor to send them to college, and God knows they are not smart enough to qualify for a scholarship based on their grades.  Without this opportunity they are going to be stuck in a dead end job, and their lives are going to be terrible.  Is that what you want to happen to them?"

  Colin crossed his arms.  "So, you're going to pay for all three of us?  For four years?"  Ryder nodded his head yes.  "And I can take whatever the hell classes I want?"  Ryder nodded his head yes, again.  "F*ck."  Colin grumbled.

  "Is it a deal?"  Ryder held his hand out to his son. 

  After a few moments, Colin reached out and shook his Dad's hand.  "Deal.  I am so f*cked."


  Notes:  So----Colin is a walking disaster zone, lol  He is ticked off at pretty much everyone (his parents in particular, his brother most definitely, lol) and he is not afraid to show it!  He has officially taken over as heir, now that he is a young adult.  Yay for generation 7!!

  Curious enough, just like his Grandpa Alder, Colin is a girl magnet.  They flock to him, and he is so mean, totally unlike Alder in that respect.  Yet they (the girls) continue to hang around, and keep trying to flirt with Colin.  He likes to do the chasing though, not the other way around (typical of an insane sim, they rebuff romantic overtures from other sims, silly sim!). 

  Morri does call him all the time, and SP gave the notice that she and Brae were expecting a baby.  Elliot is a cutie, and somehow he ended up with red hair.  Not sure where the red came from, lol  He is not counted towards my amount of children, because he has never been a part of the active household.

  Aaaand---Ryder is still slaving away on that blog.  I'll count myself lucky if he ever moves off of 2 stars.  I'm sure it is a mod conflict somewhere that is making it to where he loses followers even as it says they all thought his post was great. O.o 

  Technically he finished his challenge, as he was only supposed to do the ones that didn't make him any money.  The 3rd skill challenge for blogging says that he is supposed to sell the rights to 5 blogs, which of course he can't do---because that would be against the rules.  So I was just trying to get him to one 5 star blog---but my game hates me.  :(   So even if he never makes it there---I'm calling it as completed anyway, because he did meet the required challenge.

  I keep forgetting that Alder is eligible to do the autograph signing, since he is Mr Rock Star, lol  That one sim was all baby crazy!  That is all she thought about the whole time Alder was signing her paper!  Crazy sim, Alder already has plenty of babies, he's not getting any more.

  Just for fun, both Alder and Ryder had to "capture this moment".  They were both in the bathroom, I'm not sure what moment they were capturing, lol


  Next chapter---is University ready for Colin?! lol

  Thanks for reading! =)


Saturday, August 3, 2013

Chapter 65: Full of It

  Warning: There's bad language, and lots of bad behavior in this chapter. Colin made me do it!!! Read at your own risk!

  Colin snickered to himself.  The school's Internet security was a joke, and so easy to break into.   A few clicks here, and a few clicks there, and Colin had managed to produce an A for the semester, which should keep his parents off his back for a while.


    In another part of the house he could hear the faint sounds of a piano, and gushing voices.  He scowled, his perfect brother had decided to take up playing piano, and surprise, surprise, he was a natural.

  "Oh Brae, you're so wonderful, I think you're even better than Mozart."  Colin mocked his mother's voice.  "It's enough to make us sick."  Colin stuck his tongue out, and pretended to gag.

  "Colin!"  Colin heard the irritation in his Dad's voice and sighed happily.  He wondered when his Dad would figure out that he had added a little extra something to his shampoo.


  By Colin's reckoning, that would be parents zero, and Colin two.  He grinned, satisfied with his work.  He heard his Dad yell out his name again, but Colin waited just a few more minutes before standing up and heading towards him.

  He could overhear his mother talking to his father, "Now Ryder,  it's just a phase Colin is going through, so remember we are simply going to ignore him when he acts out like this, and eventually he'll get the message to stop."  She said it in her Doctor voice too, all authoritative and everything.  Colin snorted.  For a so called smart woman, his mother sure was dumb sometimes.  He shrugged, he was already used to them ignoring him, so that discipline was...lame.

  He smirked again when he saw his father's pink hair.  "Nice color Dad, it suits you."

  Ryder growled, but Cherie laid a hand on his shoulder, stopping his father from doing anything.  Just like clockwork.  Parents were so predictable.


  Colin had managed to make himself scarce on moving day, there had been no way he was going to do anything that remotely resembled work.  Instead he had fabricated a story that he had a tutoring lesson in Astrophysics at the library that he just couldn't miss.  His mother had smiled at him, and waved him on, proud that he was taking such advanced classes and doing so well in them.  Colin laughed gleefully.  Computers were a marvelous thing!


  He hadn't seen why he had to pack everything up anyway, it wasn't his decision to move, it was the household adults' decision to move onto an island, off the coast of Dragon Valley, where the only way to go anywhere would be by boat.  Or jet ski.  Colin had already started petitioning his mother for one, she was the weakest link, and usually gave him whatever he wanted.

  Colin sighed irritably, now if he could only convince her that he didn't need to do homework.  That homework actually oppressed his very being, he almost had her convinced too, but his Dad had shown up and ruined everything.  He stared down at his homework, and frowned, then frowned at his brother who was busily writing away.  Colin picked his notebook up; he resisted the urge to smack his brother with it, but barely.  He needed the answers from him first, then he would smack him.

  Colin grumbled under his breath.  Wonder Boy had stuck around on moving day and helped out, which gave his brother bragging rights.  As if Brae needed one more thing to show everyone just how wonderful he was, all that wonderfulness made Colin want to puke.  Everything about his brother just grated on his nerves, all that perfectness in one body?  How could he stand himself?  "We have all this money, " Colin complained, "I don't why Dad won't just hire someone to do this stupid work for me."

  "That would be cheating."  Brae informed him, like Colin was some idiot.


  "Duh!  Don't you ever disgust yourself, being so perfect all the time?"  Colin sneered.

  Brae sighed.  "I'm just being me Colin."

  Colin rolled his eyes.  "You are so full of sh.."

  "Mom said no cursing Colin, you know better."

  "Mom said no cursing Colin."  Colin mocked his brother, and then he proceeded to say as many foul words as he could think of, and he had an extensive vocabulary full of them.

  Brae looked up, in shock, which gave Colin the opportunity to scan his brother's answers, perfect.  He loved it when a plan came together, and if he could ruffle his brother's feathers too, all the better.


  "Why do you have to be such a jerk?"  Brae asked.

  "Why do you have to be such a prick?"  Colin countered.  "Everyone else may fall for your perfect act, but I know better."

  Brae frowned at Colin.  "Whatever Colin."  He stood up and left the table, taking his completed homework with him.  Colin finished writing in the last few answers.  At least Brae was good for something.


  Alder had taken up water sports, with Spring's blessing.  He kept getting under foot she would complain good naturedly.  Alder was worried about his wife though, every day she looked a little more frail, a little more fragile.  So he would trail after her all around the house, asking her every few minutes, "Are you okay Spring?"

  She would then gently but firmly push him out the door, just like she had this very afternoon.  "I'm fine," she had told him, "but you are seriously cutting into my painting time, go amuse yourself for a few hours."

  So Alder had tried windsurfing for a little bit.  He had enjoyed the breeze, the cold blue water, and the sun on his face.


  After half an hour though, he had grown bored and he began to worry again.  He wanted to go home, but he had promised her he would give her a couple of hours of peace.  Twenty minutes later he had traded his board in for a pair of goggles and a mask, it was time to try his hand at snorkeling.


   Though Alder usually enjoyed snorkeling, today he just wasn't in the mood.  He wanted to be home with his wife.  He caught a sparkle out of the corner of his eye.  Was that a gem?  Maybe he could bring her home a treasure?  Heartened with that thought, he began to search the murky waters for signs of treasure.

  Spring sighed happily as she stretched out her kinked muscles, and her bones creaked and cracked as she did so.  She smiled, her body may be old, but her spirit was young.  The past few months with Alder had been a dream come true, and she would kick herself for wasting so much time, except doing that would be a waste of time.  She wasn't going to live in the past anymore.  Only the present.  And the present was good.  Very good.

  Suddenly she felt herself getting lighter.  Was it already that time?  "Alder." she whispered.  She knew he had been so worried about her lately, but his coddling had driven her batty at times.  He would be beside himself.  She touched her lips with her fingertips, and blew a kiss towards the water, where she knew he was at.   "I love you.  Good bye my Love."

  Spring didn't hear her daughter in law's cries, or even the shouts of her grandsons and son, her heart and thoughts laid beyond the window, in the Sea, she could just picture him in her mind...


  "Live well." Spring whispered, "and I'll meet you on the other side."; and then with a sigh, she let death take her.

  Colin watched his grandmother die, and he felt a little spark of something, but he ruthlessly crushed it.  Let his mother weep, and his father shed a few tears, but as for him, he was going to stay dry eyed.  Who cared if she died?  He didn't.  He closed his mind to the memories of her.

     Who cared that his grandmother had been more of a mother to him than his own? He didn't.  Not. one. little. bit.  He felt a tear gather in the corner of his left eye, and he angrily dashed it away. 

  Alder knew the moment she was gone.  A piece of him was suddenly gone.  He stared out at the horizon, the waves gently lifted him up and down, but he barely payed any attention to them.  Not all that long ago, he couldn't wait to go home, now he didn't want to go home at all.


  Colin snuck outside, a pack of cigarettes that he had stolen earlier in the day was in his pocket.  He patted it, and then pulled one out, and lit it.  He inhaled it slowly, as he watched his mother through the window.

    It wouldn't take very much for her to spot him, but he knew she wouldn't.  Her nose was stuck inside her medical journals, she wouldn't see a pink polka dotted elephant even if it danced on her toes.  Being a doctor was everything to her.  He took another drag.  He hated doctors.  He hated his mother.

  He knew that any one could walk outside and see him smoking, but he also knew that no one would.  Even if they weren't locked into their own grief, no one ever looked for him, no one ever noticed if he was missing.

  He heard voices from the upstairs bedroom window that had been left open.  He heard his brother's voice, and Morri, his brother's fiance.

  "Come on Brae."  She wheedled.  "Let me help you feel better."

  "I'm really not in the mood Morri."  Brae said stiffly.  "My grandmother died today."

  "I could help you forget."  Colin smirked, he bet she could, but he knew his brother, knew he would push her away.  The perfect didn't need comfort.  He took another drag off his cigarette, and waited to hear what his brother's answer was.

  "I'm just not interested tonight Morri."  Brae said firmly.  Colin nodded his head, he had called it, good ole Wonder Boy, perfectly predictable.

  "Fine."  Colin could hear the pique in her voice, she was pissed he could tell.  He chuckled.  Morri didn't like being ignored, he would have thought that Brae would have figured that out by now.  But Wonder Boy could be dull witted when it came to the fairer sex.  "If you change your mind, you can find me in the shower." She huffed, and Colin heard a door slam.

  The perfect didn't need comforting, but what about the imperfect?  Did he dare?  He felt a tingling thrill run through his veins, and a huge surge of adrenaline that made him feel powerful.  Invincible.  Irresistible.  He grinned.  Oh yeah, he dared.

  He walked into the house, his mother didn't even acknowledge his presence, his father and grandfather were no where to be found.  He shrugged, then continued towards the bathroom, he could hear the shower running, and Morri humming.  With his heart pounding, and the electric current surging through his limbs giving him strength for his muscles, he snuck into the room.

   He stripped off his clothes, and then climbed into the shower and reached for her.  She squeaked, "Brae!  You changed your mind?"  But then she turned around, and noticed it was not Brae.  Her mouth fell open, but before she could yell or say a word, Colin kissed her.  The kiss was like sparked lightning, and it sung through every nerve ending; after a brief hesitation, he felt her respond.

  "We shouldn't be doing this." she panted after several minutes.

  "No we shouldn't." he agreed with her, but neither one stopped, they continued to kiss and touch and groan.

  "This doesn't mean anything."

  "It's just fuc..."  Her fingers touched his lips, silencing his words.

  "More action, less talk."

  The water was icy cold by the time Colin rinsed off, a wide grin on his face.  He had just had sex with his brother's fiance, right under his nose, and it felt...awesome.  Take that, he thought silently to his brother.

  Morri silently stepped out of the shower, and started to dry off.  "Shouldn't you get out of here now?" she hissed.  He could almost believe she was remorseful, but he knew better.  She just didn't want to lose her chance to marry Wonder Boy.  He grabbed a towel, and started to dry off.  "This can't happen again.  I can't believe I did this, but I was so mad at, well it hardly matters does it?"

  "I don't see why it can't happen again."  Colin said matter of factly, as he tugged his pants back on.

  "What are you talking about?"

  Colin shrugged.  "Brae doesn't care two figs about you, only about his career."

  "And you care?" she asked, skeptical.

  Colin laughed.  "Hardly.  When you're tired of being ignored, and you just want to get back at him, without the poor sod even knowing about it, give me a ring."  He kissed her, hard on the mouth, and left the bathroom.  As he was rounding the corner, he almost ran into his brother.

  "Have you seen Morri?"

  "I think she's in the shower."  Brae looked suspiciously at Colin's wet hair, but Colin simply smiled, and continued on walking.  Life was good.

  Brae was inwardly jumping up and down, but he didn't show one sign of it on the outside.  His future father in law had praised him on this ability, the ability to be serene and calm on the outside, while the inside was a totally different story.  "You'll make one heck of a mayor, my boy." He had patted Brae on the shoulder as he had said it.


  Brae was officially an adult now, and after a quick exchange of vows that would bind Morri to him as his wife, he would be moving out of his childhood home, and moving in with her and her parents.  His career gleamed like a treasure trove of gold before him, he could see it, he just needed to take it.

  He would be glad to get rid of his brother, who had always been a thorn in his side.  He still didn't know what exactly had happened between Morri and his brother that one night, she had just shrugged and said it was an immature prank on Colin's part.  While Brae could definitely believe that of his brother, Colin was famous for his stupid pranks and stunts, still, he didn't trust his brother.  Nor did he trust Morri for that matter.  He was going into politics though, he knew there was only one person he could trust. Himself.   That was rule number one in the Politics game.

  A few private words with Morri, and they were legally wed, til death do they part.

  Brae had already said his goodbyes to his family, and packed his bags.  His future awaited him, and his future was as far away from this house as he could get.  "Let's go Morri." he said curtly.  He helped her into the boat, and they sped away, Brae didn't even spare a glance at his old home.  He lived for the future.


  Colin at first had zero plans for attending Prom.  It was pretentious and beyond boring, chaperoned by a bunch of old people who had no sense of humor.  Then he had this stroke of genius, while everyone was busy dancing and being stupid, he could break into the teacher's office and make sure everyone got an A+ on tomorrow's test.  Now that was a worthy cause, he smirked, they would never catch him either.  His best friends, Rom and Jake, were going to play look out for him.


   It actually took him longer to extricate himself from the main dance, the stupid cheerleader girls kept following him.  He knew exactly why they were interested in him, and it wasn't because they wanted to know him better.


  The announcement that he had made Prom King startled him, and made his efforts to escape a little harder.

  Somehow his classmates all saw him as some sort of anti-hero, he shrugged, whatever.  It was a trophy he could shove in his brother's face, that's all he cared about.  A sort of ha!  See, I was crowned Prom King too.

  Killing some time, he got his Prom picture taken, with his trophy of course, all the better to show Brae.


Once he was able to get away, the rest was so easy, he was a bit disappointed.  Didn't teachers lock their doors nowadays?  What was with this town anyway? 


  The lock wasn't all that hard to pick, really, the teachers were way too trusting to put such a flimsy lock on such an important test.


   With his mission accomplished, Colin returned to the dance.  He still felt jittery, and on edge.  He had hoped that with the test prank, that it would take some of the edginess off, but, it actually made it worse.  It was entirely too easy.  He scanned the crowd...

  He really wanted to spike the punch, but he couldn't find a good opportunity.  The stupid chaperones were watching it like a hawk.  Then he noticed a tussle in the corner...


   He set his jaw, the little a*shole would pay for that.  No one made one of Colin's friend's look like an idiot...


  Colin always won a fight, and this one was no exception.  The a*shole took off running like a scared little girl, blood poring out of his nose, with two black eyes, and a swollen lip.  Another two minutes, and he wouldn't have been able to run off, but with the approaching chaperone, Colin cut his losses, and let him go.

  He endured the lecture about fighting, it wasn't the first one, and it wouldn't be the last one.  Why the hell they thought he even cared was beyond him.  He refused to be a parrot though, and just stood there and glared at the idiot, until the idiot left in a frightened babble.  To find backup. 

  Colin knew he didn't have very long before they would throw him out or worse, and he had one last thing to take care of before leaving Prom.  He headed for the guy that had the audacity to dance with the girl Colin considered his, she just didn't know it yet.


  After the second fight, Colin was feeling much better about things.  He grabbed his buddies, and they left the dance, just missing  a couple of police officers.  Colin flipped them off as he took off.  He wondered idly how his mother would keep him out of trouble this time.


  He had been grounded to the house the past few weeks for fighting at Prom, his Mother's solution to the problem that she somehow got the Police to agree to.  Colin hadn't let that stop him though.  He had snuck out of his bedroom window, every night, with no one being the wiser. 

  Colin grinned as he carefully crept up to the darkened house, being very careful with the brown paper sack he held in his hand.


   He loved the surge of adrenaline that ran through him like a live electric wire; it made him feel alive and powerful, and in control.  His grin widened as he set the bag down on the ground and pulled out his lighter, and lit the bag on fire.  With a thumbs up to his buddies who were hiding behind some bushes, he rang the doorbell, and then found his own hiding spot where he could watch and wait. 


 He didn't have long to wait either.



  The screams and frantic foot stamping delighted Colin, and he couldn't stop laughing.  Especially at the pure look of horror over the woman's face once she realized what he had put in the sack, fresh dog sh*t, and now it was all over her and the front of her house. 


   He high fived his friends, and then they took off, the woman's shrieks and screams behind them were a melodious harmony to Colin's ears.  Drunk on victory, they decided to blow off some steam at the local pool bar.  Technically, Colin and his buddies were underage, but Colin knew the bartender.


   They had an understanding.  Brae had a big mouth, and bragged about all the Police raids he was a part of.  Colin simply gave that same information to Mr. Hodgkins, who then had enough time to hide the gambling part of his establishment.   Gambling wasn't legally allowed in Dragon Valley, which is what made it so profitable for Mr. Hodgkins. In return, Colin was allowed in, and allowed to do whatever he wanted.

  Most times, he just played pool with his two buddies, and smoked a pack of cigarettes or two.


   "Where the hell is Rom?"  Colin asked Jake.

  Jake shrugged.  "He's hitting on the woman at the gambling tables."

  Colin turned around so he could get a look at the woman in question, sure enough Rom was standing there talking to her.  Colin turned back to Jake and laughed.  "Rom hasn't a chance in hell scoring with that chick."

  Jake grunted.  "What makes you say that Romeo?"

  "I know her."  Colin lined up his shot, and took it, hitting the number 9 ball into the pocket. 

  "Dude, you're killing me.  You said you'd play nice."

  "I lied."  Colin said as he hit another ball into the pocket.


Jake watched as Colin sunk another ball into the pocket.  "How do you know that chick anyway?"

  "That's my sister in law, Morri."

  "No sh*t?  Her?"  Jake took another look at the woman in question, and laughed.  "Looks like she's shutting Rom down."  He chuckled again. "And that's the one you slept with?"  Jake asked skeptically.

  Colin nodded.  "Yeah, in the shower."

  "I can't believe you man, sleeping with your brother's wife."

  "She was his fiance then, and there was no sleeping about it."  He grinned, and then frowned as he missed his shot. 

  Jake crowed.  "Woohoo buddy!  I found your Achilles heel, it's s-e-x." 


  Jake eyed the pool table, trying to figure out what his first move would be.  Colin glared at him.  "Go f*ck yourself." he snarled.


  Jake laughed.  "I prefer a chick."   Colin pulled out a cigarette and lit it, still glaring at Jake.  Jake pointed, "Hey look, Rom's coming back, looks like he didn't score with your fine looking sister in law."

  "Of course not."  Colin snorted, as Rom came into the room.  "Morri has standards."  Rom punched Colin in the shoulder as he walked by, and Jake went into fits of laughter.

  "Standards?" Jake gasped, trying to catch his breath from laughing so hard.  "She f*cked her brother in law, I think she has sh*t for standards."

  Colin grinned.  "That just shows where Rom rates."

  "F*ck you." Rom said to Colin.  "I don't believe you f*cked her anyway."


   "Oh yeah?  I'll prove it to ya.  There's a back bedroom here, Hodgkins gave me the key for it a long time ago; I'll show you that Morri can't resist me."

  "Go ahead Romeo, you show us."  Jake rolled his eyes.

  "Watch and learn from the Master boys."  Colin set his pool stick down, and strutted over to where Morri was sitting.  He bent down and whispered something in her ear.  She smiled, told the dealer she was out, grabbed her winnings, and then followed Colin into the back bedroom.


  An hour later Colin emerged from the bedroom, and headed back over to where his buddies were waiting.  He took in their slackjawed expression and chuckled.  "What the hell did you say to her?"  Rom wanted to know.

  Colin smiled.  "I told you Morri couldn't resist me."  Colin relented. "We meet here at least once a week to f*ck, didn't it occur to you two losers to wonder why I had a key?"

  "F*ck you."

  Colin smirked.  "Sorry guys, I know you're jealous, but I only f*ck chicks."  Colin laughed as he dodged a cue ball that was thrown at him.  The cue ball hit the wall, and made a hole in it, the sound made Hodgkins yell.  Colin pulled out a cigarette, and lit it, a Cheshire cat smile on his lips. 


  Colin had the greatest life ever, he was the envy of his buddies.  He could do outrageous things like steal a car and go joyriding, and when he got caught,the Police were full of big words...

  ...but their threats never went anywhere, he was always let go.  The worst that would happen, like the one time that his water pipe prank went awry...


  ...would be several weeks of after school detention, where he amused himself by staring at the clock and spitting little paper wads out of a straw at the teacher whenever he turned his back.


  Life was perfect, until today.  Colin scowled as he stubbed the cigarette out and then held the phone away from his ear.  He could still hear the screaming b*itch though, she wasn't listening to him, and it was starting to piss him off.  He put the phone back up to his ear, it was time to end this.


   "Listen b*tch," he said in what he thought was a reasonable tone, "this isn't my problem.  Slough the kid off on that d*ckweed of a husband of yours.  It'll make Wonder Boy feel good, thinking he's got two kids instead of one, you know, show what a man he is."

  The voice from the phone shrieked.  "I haven't slept with my husband in weeks Colin, he's never home, you know that!  There's no way he'll believe this baby is his."

  "It's not my problem.  Either f*ck your husband, so he'll think the kid is his, or abort this kid, it doesn't matter to me."  He rolled his eyes when he heard her start to weep.  "Stop with the hysterics Morri."

  "You're an a*shole!" she yelled, as she continued to sob.

  Colin studied his nails.  "This conversation is boring me."

  "F*ck you!"

  "No, I think I'll be busy this Tuesday.  You'll have to find yourself another f*ck buddy, because I'm done with this sh*t."  Colin hung up the phone, and pursed his lips.  Stupid b*tch, getting knocked up like that.

  He waved good bye to Hodgkins as he left, then he jumped on his motorcycle and went for a long ride.  That last conversation was a real b*tch, and Colin didn't feel like hanging out.  The ride was longer than he expected, and as the sun's morning rays started to shine, he locked up his motorcycle on the dock.  Then he unlocked his jet ski that his mother had finally caved to and bought him, and went home.

  Once home, he opened the door to find both his father and his grandfather standing there, looking very unpleased.  What the hell was this sh*t?



  Notes: So, Colin is not the nicest heir, nor the most likable, lol  He's ticked off at the world, and behaving very poorly.  He's super jealous of his brother, who appears to be perfect, and who got a lot of attention while at home, where Colin didn't get very much attention.  Of course, Brae's marriage is anything but perfect, I couldn't believe how many notches Ms Morri had when Brae married her and I got to look at her skills/reputation.  She is a naughty girl, but their marriage is not a love match.  As long as there isn't a scandal, Brae is not very likely to say a word about her affairs.  Unless he finds out Colin is one of them, lol

  I absolutely love that pic of Ryder and Alder, it cracks me up, the identical expressions, I had to use it!

  In case you didn't figure it out, one of Colin's rolls, is Fighter, so he's going to be getting into a lot of fights.  He fits this roll so naturally, he even got into multiple fights at the Prom, and I can't influence those!  All of that stuff (with the exception of the tests, I sort of added that to the mix) happened at ONE Prom.  Good grief, I couldn't keep up with all the notices, over just him!  Every girl found him hot, lol  It's the bad boy thing---  He was happy to get into the fights, you can tell in that pic that his mood was really happy, lol, despite, or because of, all the fights.

  I was trying to write it w/o any bad words, but really, it didn't sound like Colin, he says bad words.  It's harder for me to write, because I really don't cuss in RL, hubby does though, he has quite a vocabulary, Mr. Truck Driver that he is.  The only thing worse than truck drivers, are sailors, lol 
  I loved the house they lived in, but it was so big, it took too long to load, I wanted a less cluttered house, so I built yet another house.  Someday I will find the perfect house, and the Kahekili's won't move again!  I thought being on an island would be cool, but it is a bit of a routing nightmare.  The school bus doesn't even try, Colin just gets teleported to school.

  Spring went quietly, I was actually surprised!  I would have had Alder be there if I had known she was dying, but he was out playing in the Ocean, skilling.  It takes forever to get them out of there, so there was no way he was going to make it before she disappeared into the grave.  His heart was broken again, poor guy.  At least this time it was because she died.  The whole house had the mourning moodlet, except Colin.  Was it a glitch, or was it fate?  lol  Colin is definitely a force to be reckoned with!

  One last note, Jake is the son of  Johnnie Van Gould (son of Nira Kahekili and Tristan Van Gould; Johnnie is also Rhys' younger brother) and Diane McKinley (daughter of Luca and Emily McKinley).  Rom (short for Romulus) is the son of Angel Nightblossom (daughter of Talfryn and Evie Nightblossom) and Breandan O'Shea (townie from Dragon Valley).  I was looking for two friends the same age as Colin, I picked the first two I found, Jake and Rom.  Funny enough, in game, Jake is Colin's Uncle, lol

  Thanks for reading! =)