Quid Pro Quo.
From time to time, given the supreme graciousness of the position and the inhabitant therein, the God of Death may do you a solid. This is not a binding agreement.
-The Book of the Dead, Revised Edition
Note: Sorry! I’m still working on the pacing/length of my chapters. This is really part two of Chapter Three, but I thought it was too long as a single chapter. From now on, when a chapter is too long, I’ll post both “parts” on the same day. Ok, back to the story…
Alice stood with her hands on her hips looking at the empty space Ben used to occupy. After a few minutes she folded her arms. “Well great!” she exclaimed loudly and then waited a moment.
“Now I can finally get some peace and quiet!” she looked around the store. Nothing. Ben didn’t answer.
She walked purposefully over to the bookshelf next to the TV mumbling to herself, but also to Ben in case he was listening. “Sixteen years and today you listen to me?”
She snatched a book off the shelf. It was Lord of the Swings, one of her favorites, but it still wasn’t improving her mood.
“You’ll be quiet? Fine. Don’t threaten me with a good time.” she grumbled, tucking her book under her arm with more force than was strictly necessary.
She headed back to the counter and flopped onto the stool. “I’m glad I’m finally getting a chance to read. THRILLED ABOUT IT!” she said loudly.
Alice started reading, but it was hard to concentrate. Not because she was bored and without Ben to bicker with, the silence of the store just started to feel depressing and…lonely. Nope. Not at all. She was just…just…tired.
She tried to lose herself in the book and it was beginning to work. She was just getting to the part where Modo was setting out on a quest for a playground in the next kingdom when the bell tinkled again.
It took awhile for Alice to look up from her book. When she finally did, all she could see was a young woman with pink streaks in her hair.
She was pretty. Gorgeous actually. She looked like she stepped right out of the pages of one of the fashion magazines Alice had piled on her dresser at home. She was laughing and gesturing to someone in the next aisle but they were standing behind a shelf so Alice couldn’t really see them.
“Babe, we don’t need the nectar coolers! Your parents are buying a case of Riverbloom Cranerlet for the party. Don’t be weird…” she said to whoever was behind the shelf.
Alice snorted. What a comment! Don’t be weird? Please.
The man she was talking to stepped out from behind the shelf. “It’s not weird honey. They’re gonna make this engagement party so over the top and I just want something chill for us to do when we sneak away from all my crazy relatives.”
It couldn’t be.
But it was.
Alice hadn’t had a boyfriend since the 12th grade and now here he was: Mark Eggleston. In. the. flesh. Alice felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room. He looked over at the counter, his eyebrows raised in recognition.
“Alice Martin?” He was practically shouting, he was so excited.
Please don’t come over here, Alice prayed. She gave him a half-hearted wave.
“Unreal! I can’t believe you still work here. Honey, come and meet my friend from high school.” He gestured to the woman—his fiance, apparently—and they started walking towards her.
Alice felt her whole body get hot. She looked down briefly at her hands to make sure they weren’t actually on fire, which wasn’t outside the realm of possibility. Mark Eggleston. Why was he coming to her place of work after all these years and on this night?
Alice looked up. Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion.
He smiled and laughed. Alice shook her head no, but it didn’t stop anything.
By 12th grade, Alice was already used to being the weird girl. What small group of friends she did have, she had already pushed away. Mark played in a rock band, he had cool hair, and he was way out of 12th grade Alice’s league. But he and his bandmates got together to play Lockup and Llamas and they were down a player. He invited her to join one night and Alice, so lonely that it had begun to physically ache, agreed.
As it turned out, Ben was aces at the game. He told her wild stories which she wove into crazy scenarios as the game master and whenever Ben wanted to have a conversation, she just pretended it was “story inspiration from beyond.” The band loved it. They loved her.
She and Mark grew closer and closer until they started dating. When it was time for prom, he asked her to go and she was so excited. They had their first real kiss…
And that was when it happened.
The slight headache.
The tugging feeling.
One minute she was having her first kiss, the next minute Mark was growing weak in her arms. Somehow, she knew she was sucking the life out of him. Ben kept yelling at her to focus, but he sounded distant. It took everything Alice had to ignore his instructions and push Mark away. When he fell back, she saw that a section of his dreadlocks had turned white.
She broke up with him immediately.
Oooh, now the story title is starting to come into play!
Haha yes! Thank you. Now, if only Alice would get on board…
LOL This is great. I love this story. <3
I love it ma’am
Thank you! Haha, I think I build myself up to make one more video before the year is out 🙂
“Alice felt her whole body get hot…” kind of like an erection except she’s a girl so she didn’t get one, you sicko?
And oh my god I didn’t realize this was The Great British Baking Show, I hope Sims have a second completely insane definition of pudding where it could be anything between a sausage and an American pudding
HAHAHA YES THERE ARE THINGS WRONG WITH ME! Lol, listen, lady-boners are real in my book. And yes, this is going to be my twisted sims version of the Great British Baking Show hahaha, because I’m a nerd and I love baking. I had yorkshire pudding for the first time in this year when I went to the UK and I was like: what is happening? This is not pudding? so that’s gotta go int here somehow.
(It’s a “My Immortal” reference)
hahahah omg have not thought about that fanfic in like a thousand years. oh wait, sorry, fan’fic
aha i see somethings familiar here lol 🙂
World-building is so hard but it makes me feel so good when someone notices the foreshadowing!
Poor Alice, I figured her lovelife would be challenging but that’s before I knew she’d suck lofe oit of people she kisses. Certainly seems like an undead blyfriend would be lerfect for her lol. Definitely felt her pain/second hand embarrassement from the encounter with her ex, oh man. Especially the whole remark about how they ended up together thanks to her, that would have stung!
Ben just gets better and better.
I’m so glad this chapter came out as cringe-y as I felt writing it lol!
Yeah, the thing about having powers is that you have to work to understand them and the meantime, people can get hurt.
An undead boyfriend would DEFINITELY HELP 😉
Haha looking at what I wrote it’s a good job you seem to be fluent in typo! What language even is that? 😂 I know how to words, honest! 😆
But, what would happen if Alice kissed Vlad? I must know! For science, of course.
Of course, for science. Will it be the end of the world ::cur maniacal laughter::? I’m sure it’ll be *fine*
Wow. This chapter had a lot to take in and I’m still trying to wake up, so hopefully I can make coherent sense.
Okay, first hot ex-bf. Hello, Thirst Trap. I seeeee you.
I know this is irrelevant, as the story focuses on Alice and her perspective, but I am interested in why this man, knowing his ex worked at this store, showed up. He seemed surprised to run into her, and assumed she would not still be working here…. but, this place is out-ot-the-way, especially from wherever she went to high school. Okay, and it could just be that it was the most convenient location to wherever they came from or were going. But even Alice questions WHY. WHY NOW. Yes, Alice, exactly. WHY? It’s just so damn odd. After all these years he rolled into her store outta the way. It’s like one of those romance stories of rekindling a relationship. Okay, clearly I’m reading more into this b/c I know who Alice ends up with….
And now for my 0.o moment. Last chapter I was “non-consensual men” and now …. He disappears (I mean how much CAN he disappear from Alice when he’s tethered to her, but you know what I mean) and she misses him. Goooooooood fucking night. Hello codependency and Stockholm Syndrome. I see you. If/When Ben leaves her body is there some kinda normalizing process for Alice to undergo? Like when you take a move a fish from a pet store to a tank you have to do it gradually or else it dies? I hope that goes for Alice b/c she has been heavily reliant on Ben in some/several ways and I can’t imagine what that will do to her when he’s no longer part of her. Where is the “Molly, you in danger, girl” gif when you need it? *grumble*
I’m also wondering what types of relationships Alice will have BECAUSE of her codependency/SS. I don’t just mean romantic relationships. I’ve already seen how her relationship with her family shifted, but what kinda friendships will she be attracted to because of how Ben has shaped her life. Fucking men. That’s my analysis.
Alice feeling shame for not being the same as her peers career-wise. Goodness, Ferosh, why are you attacking me? lol Well, what the fuck ever, your body is playing hostess to a god, so you know what, you have a job that no one else you went to HS has, so fuck em all. 😀
Ooooh owl statue. It seems like everyone who wins the Baking contest gets an owl statue. eBay, Alice! Oh god, if this turns from Alice in Wonderland to Alice’s Restaurant, I will fly out with some Snoop wine and cupcakes. I know the owl theme carried over into The Strauds, so getting goosebumps about its origin in BBD.
Okay, before I forget more than I have….
What kinda magazines does Alice own, thinking that woman looks like she stepped out of one of them? Psycho Karen Weekly? Goodness that image of her needed a warning, I’m gonna have nightmares from that fright.
The lady doth protest too much about not missing Ben. What is she, Freya?!
OH HI MARK
Glad Ben could be useful for once.
You know, having the God of Death compete in a baking competition gives me kinda the same vibes as Yuan solving his love life with skiing. It’s so dumb, I love it!