So last time we left off, Gretle got knocked up (again) and had Mary Sue, her third child. Soon dissatisfied and bored with the same old Adam and the same old living people, she hits up the graveyard to seduce a sexy ghost, but her attempts fail. Discouraged, she celebrates her birthday and resigns herself to be with same old Adam forever when she has the chance to bring someone back from the dead! Gretle walks out of the Science Facility with her old flame, Beau Andrews, except now he’s thinner… and deader. She shoves Adam to the side to be the maid and babysitter while she causes a flurry in the bedroom with their new ghost resident. She gets pregnant for her fourth time and has a boy, Cletus. Lo and behold, he’s born as a ghost! Alice ages into a teen and Spudnic and Mary Sue age into children. Adam meets an untimely end in the swimming pool.

Now for the next installment:

So now Gretle’s popped out all the kids she needs and she’s getting on in her years. Her lifetime wish is to become a Jack of All Trades, but she hasn’t managed to gain a single promotion in even one career. Yeah, that dream’s pretty much dead. She’s not really worth any points anymore… unless…


Heh heh. Broken television set + handiness buffoon = unpleasant end. It wasn’t noon or midnight when I had her fix the TV. I always keep forgetting about that darn rule, but in all fairness, the TV never did get fixed. Gretle got electrocuted and died and Mr. Grim was all too eager to cart her away to the Netherworld.

Well, needless to say, Gretle’s children are devastated (except Cletus. Babies don’t really understand the concept of death). I’m not sure why. Gretle was a terrible mother. At least they still have good ol’ Beau to keep things afloat, right?


Apparently not. Turns out, Beau was so upset over his second chance to be with Gretle being snatched away from him that he shoved his tombstone in his daughter’s arms and dissolved, returning to the Netherworld to be with her again. Life just got a lot tougher for the now orphaned Messovitch kids.

Alice, being the eldest child and the heiress, knows she needs to become the provider for the family now, so she heads into town (with Cletus) to get a job as a Spa Specialist. It’s the highest paying part-time job in Sunset Valley. Alice isn’t exactly the type one would hire at a froo-froo rich place like the spa, but I guess the receptionist there took pity on her. After all, this overweight teenage girl walked into the office, carrying what is essentially a dead baby and spewing out a sob story about being an orphan and having to take care of her three younger siblings all by herself while still going to school. I’d probably throw the kid a bone, too.

Of course, Alice can’t afford to pay a babysitter for their services, so she opts to cart baby Cletus around to work and school with her and leave the helpless newborn lying on the ground outside, unsupervised for hours on end. Stellar parenting skills, Alice! How child protection services have not heard about the Messovitches yet, I have no idea.


Random people passing by on the street take pity on Cletus and take it upon themselves to play with him and keep him company until his unfit caretaker returns.


When Alice gets home from work, she has to take care of Cletus by herself, getting up at all hours of the night to feed and change him. It leaves very little time to pay attention to her half-siblings and do things like cook for them.


“Alice, I’m hungry!”

“So? Get some waffles from the fridge.”

“But you made those waffles a week ago! They’re not even good! You burned them and we don’t have a microwave! They’ll be cold!”

“Hey, the law just says I have to feed you! It doesn’t say I have to feed you well.”

Despite being neglected by her half-sister/guardian, Mary Sue shoots from a B to an A in school. Alice’s job and school performance are abysmal. She’s miserable at work because she’s been taking care of Cletus, and because she’s been taking care of Cletus, she doesn’t get her homework done and shows up to school half-dead. She’s dangerously close to being fired and her report card has a big fat D written all over it.


Soon enough, it’s Cletus’ and Spudnic’s birthday. I guess Alice feels really bad about not being able to take good care of her siblings (at least she’s paying the bills, if barely, right?) because she sets up two nice cakes in the kitchen, pitches up some balloons and throws a party for her brother and half-brother.


All the guests do is complain about the broken TV and boo at all the Messovitch children. How rude!



Spudnic’s room is redecorated. Hey, he IS the Bad Apple. Why wouldn’t his room be dark and creepy? Don’t worry, toddler Cletus no longer has to share Spudnic’s room with him so he won’t be traumatized by all the black and scariness. Alice moves into her mother’s old bedroom and Cletus gets Alice’s old bedroom. It’s decorated like Spudnic’s was when he was a kid. At least mostly.




Mary Sue’s birthday follows soon after, but Alice is away at work, Cletus is sitting outside waiting for her, and Spudnic’s hanging out at the Landgrabb’s mansion, so she celebrates quietly by herself. She still seems pretty psyched, though. I guess becoming a teenager is pretty exciting.



Toddler Cletus is even worse than baby Cletus. He’s much more demanding and noisy and Alice STILL has to cart him around to work and school with her. After a while, the pressure gets to her.


Feeling rather sorry for Alice, I have her start to make an attempt to improve her grades, but her performance bar is so far down in the red, it’s pretty much impossible. She did manage to scrabble her way up from a D to a C in time for her birthday, not that it makes much of a difference.

Mary Sue doesn’t spend much time at home. She’s always at her friend, Juliet’s house, but I think she’s only friends with her because she has a crush on her brother Kory. Every time I set her and Juliet up to chat or do something together and leave them alone, I come back to find her chatting it up with Kory and completely ignoring Juliet. Sorry, Mary Sue. You can have your fun with him now, but only service sims for you! Mary Sue looks rather hot, thanks to my cosmetic and fasion skills and like any hot teenage girl, gets taken home in police cruisers quite often. Not that she has any parents to scold her for her behaviour, so who really cares?


Spudnic’s taken to doing his homework in Alice’s bedroom while she sleeps. I think he might be trying to show off to her.

“See Alice? I’m the Bad Apple and even I’m doing great in school! HA!”

Just remember she’s the one keeping that roof over your head and that food in your belly, Spudnic.


Alice finally gets enough gusto to fix the broken TV (at 11:30-ish, which is close enough to noon in my books). While she was mourning for her mother, she was miserable all the time so the house was a mess and they had no TV for a long time. Unfortunately, the ghosts broke it again right after. On the rare occasion that the TV is working, Mary Sue tends to stand in front of it while Alice and Spudnic try to watch TV.


“Mary Sue, I don’t care how hot you look! I’m trying to watch music videos here! Go whore yourself out at the park and leave me alone!”

Well, time passes in this dysfunctional, orphaned, neglectful and dirt-poor state until the day comes when Alice and Cletus celebrate their birthdays again. Alice is so thrilled to not have to juggle school, work and taking care of children anymore that she puts out the birthday cakes and balloons again and throws another party. This one’s way bigger than the last one!

Alice blows out her candles first. I think she deserves it after spending her entire teenager-hood trying to be an adult in order to keep a roof over her siblings’ heads and the social workers away from the door. Wow, has she ever gained a lot of weight over the years! Her mother’s genes have not been kind to her. She’s also getting a makeover.


Cletus ages into a child. He looks a little shocked to be able to walk, talk and sit on the toilet all of a sudden. No Messovitch shall ever be trained in the noble arts of walking, walking or making pee pee in the potty. It makes for much more interesting traits when they age up. Besides, this challenge is supposed to be dysfunctional. What’s dysfunctional about preparing young children for life?


The first thing Alice does when she becomes a Young Adult is quit her job. She hated that high-class, snobby place and she was a hair away from getting fired, anyway. Naturally, her siblings are horrified and get all worried about where they’re going to get money to pay the bills and feed themselves. This is the first generation to ever give a flying hoot about finances. Their mother was flat broke and brought four children into a life of poverty without a care in the world, after all.

Alice, however, knows exactly how she’ll support her siblings and she likes this new “job” MUCH better than her old one.