Happy Belated Blogiversary Part 2

Welcome back to my special Blogiversary Celebration!! Let’s get back to the questions. Here are a few questions for me! Yay! Loladiamond01 wants to know if I have plans for the next generation and what fairy tale I will be focusing on, and sempreviva asked, “why is the number between every twin prime pair (except 3 & 5) a multiple of 6?

Well, first off, my one requirement for these questions was no math and this is a tough one. But after some research, I had to first figure out what a twin prime pair of numbers is, I found Brun’s theorem which states, “every twin prime pair is of the form (6n − 1, 6n + 1) for some natural number n; that is, the number between the two primes is a multiple of 6”. I am not sure exactly what that means, but it sounds very scientific!

As for the first question; yes I do have a plan for Generation 3. Stella’s story has all been written, and I am playing around with the story outline for G3. I am a lot further in game than I am with posted chapters. The challenge for hosting this special in Stella’s living room is that I don’t want to give away any spoilers. That is why some of the pictures are cropped funny, and there is a blank photo behind Brandon. I made sure that nothing was left to chance.

This is next question is one for Brandon. A few of the readers want to know why you aren’t such a coward anymore?

 

Brandon: Well first off, thank you for noticing. Honestly, it has everything to do with Stella. When she found me at the park I took it as a sign for a second chance. This time I want to be better. I want to be that strong, brave, fearless man that Stella deserves.

 

 

It is now time to bring out our special guest. I got several questions for this person, so I knew that they just had to be a part of this. Please welcome back Missy Evil!

Missy: Through the magic of CAS I am back bitches!! And of course I can’t go anywhere without my little Lucifur!

Lucifur: meow!

 

Thank you for joining us Missy.  Both sempreviva and RosemaryMarie want to know more about you. They want to know what your childhood was like. Have you ever felt love towards any other person? And why are you so evil?

Missy: Make sure you are in a comfy chair and make sure that you use the bathroom now, because this is going to be a long story. To answer the first part; my childhood sucked. My parents were dirt poor. They never spent any money on the things I needed for school, like new clothes or a backpack, or even a pencil and paper. Instead they used what little money we did have to buy drugs and alcohol. The kids at school tormented me relentlessly. So much so that I dropped out before I finished my 10th grade year. It was around that time that I vowed that I would never be poor or go without nice things ever again.

I met Anastasis and Drusella’s father when I was 18 and he was in this 60’s. I know that the first thing you think of when you hear that is, “she is just a Gold Digger”. Yet I really did love him, or I loved him as much as a naïve 18 year old girl could love someone. He was the first person to be genuinely kind to me. I was heartbroken when he died not long after the girls aged up.

When he died he left some money for us. But he wasn’t a Rockefeller or a Landgraab, so I didn’t have much. I met James Rella at a support group for widows. Again, I knew that he was loaded with money, but that wasn’t why I fell in love with him. I loved the way that he talked about his little daughter. I really hoped that he would be as loving of a father to Anastasis and Drusella. And that I would be a loving mother to little Cindy.

But that never came to be. James died suddenly and I just lost it. Something inside of me snapped. It was like the Universe was telling me that I would never be happy, never be loved. And I just couldn’t take it anymore.

I didn’t want to be a loving mother to anyone. I threw away everything that reminded me of James, because it was all tormenting me.  Taunting me with the life that I could have had. The loss of James was too much. It sent me over the edge down a very dark, very evil path. I have done some pretty horrible things in my life. Too many to name. Through it all I have had two constant loves in my life. My daughters and this sweet little kitty right here.

Lucifur: puuurrrr

Missy: With age I have realized that I was wasting time hating the Universe for taking what I had lost instead of actually appreciating what I did have. I can’t make up for the evil I did, or for the evil that my daughter did. All I can do is say how remorseful I feel.

Cindy: I had no idea of any of this.

Missy: How could you have? I basically banished you to the basement. Drusella has shown me the error of my ways. She is happily married to Max McDermott. I live on a farm with them. I have 5 grandchildren and 8 great-grandchildren. For the first time in a long time I am truly happy.

 

Wow, what revelations!! But the surprises don’t end here. We have one more special guest. This time we go live, via satellite, to the Goth Prison for the Supernatural. Maleficent, can you hear us?

Maleficent: Yes, I am here. And I would like to say that my shabby appearance is not my fault. When you said that there would be a camera crew to interview me I thought it meant that a team of stylists would be also be here to make me camera ready. You don’t understand how hard life is for me. They don’t let me have anything here. Orange is not my color, and I am not allowed access to makeup. This place is like a prison!

Umm, that place is a prison! Regardless, AudreyFld did have some questions for you. She wants to know, “how did you became so powerful, and so evil? Also, what happened to your husband?”

Maleficent: Thank you AudreyFld for the shout out. And for the recognition that I so rightfully deserve. It is always good to meet a fan. I will be sending you a signed photo once they let me use a pen. Anyway, to answer your question, I was born a witch. I won’t bore you with a long story like Missy and her little hairball.

 

Missy: Easy for you to talk trash from a TV screen. Come here and say that to my face, you ugly hag. Orange is the new black and blue after I knock you out!

Lucifur (scratches at the TV monitor): hissss.

Okay ladies, no more insults. This isn’t Jerry Springer. Maleficent continue your story.

 

Maleficent: As I was saying, I was born a witch but I worked very hard at becoming as powerful as I am. As for why I learned Dark Magic instead of Light Magic. Well… Dark Magic always seemed more fun. I mean, who doesn’t love a good old fashioned evil curse? Present company excluded of course.

And what was your last question, Dearie? Oh yes, you wanted to know about Ivy and Brandon’s father. He was not a witch, or a supernatural at all. He was human, which is why neither Brandon nor Ivy inherited my awesome magic skills. The hubby was not the biggest fan of my Dark Magic, but he never complained. That is until I turned our neighbor into a newt. The ol’ ball and chain threw a tantrum at me, even though I was in the right! I mean, that is what that stupid neighbor gets for allowing his mangy mutt to use our front lawn as a toilet.

Gawd, did my husband throw a fit. I was so angry at him that I wanted to turn him into a newt as well. But in my anger I mixed up the spell. And I turned him into a dragon by mistake. Well, I couldn’t have a dragon roaming about the house when I had two human babies to pretend to take care of. So, I chained him up at my family’s castle. To be honest I totally forgot all about him until now. I wonder whatever happened to him.

Brandon: Wait… do you mean to tell me that that dragon was my father?!?! Teddy is actually MY FATHER!!! I sold Dad to some wizard in Dragon Valley?!?!

Maleficent: Don’t yell at me, young man. I am still your mother. No one asked you to interfere with my plans, and rescue your pretty little princess. But hey, look on the bright side; at least you didn’t slay him.

 

On that note, it is time to say goodbye.

Thank you to everyone who submitted questions. This Blogiversary Special would not have been possible if it weren’t for all of you. And I can’t thank you enough for sticking with my humble little blog. Your likes and comments really mean the world to me.

And as always…

Have a great day, or night depending on when you are reading this!!!