I am actually still around! Though between college and Dragon Age Origins, I've been really neglecting my sims. However, now I am determined to try to get back to their story. So if anyone is still reading this story, thanks! I hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 21: The Queen of Ice Once upon a time, not so long ago, there was a family attempting to achieve immortality. Their story was very deep and complex. If you look around, maybe you can find them, because this isn't that story.
Lethe: At last, it is time for my birthday! I can finally be done with school. I already knew all that stuff when I was little, so it has been quite boring.
Cerberus: Wait, you'll still help me with my homework, right?
Lethe: Of course. I would never abandon my poor little brother to the awfulness of school. I can even go become a teacher at your school and stalk you endlessly so that your school experience is not tragic!
Cerberus: Uh... no thanks. That's a bit creepy.
Lethe: Very well, scientist it is then. I mean, that has always been my goal. But I would take time off from it to be a teacher for my little brother.
Cerberus: You should follow your dream. You'll be a great evil scientist one day, I'm sure.
Lethe: Mad. I'm going to be a mad scientist. Not evil. Now excuse me while I fix my highly uncoordinated appearance.
Styx: Happy birthday! I forgot how old you are.
Lethe: I am not old! But thanks. For the birthday thing.
Styx: I have one question. Why are you wearing chainmail?
Lethe: Oh, I like to be prepared. You know, zombie apocalypse, dragon uprising, whatever happens. I'll be ready. With my armor and my brain, I'll be able to... um... what was I talking about?
Styx: I'm not really sure. Excuse me, I want to go talk to your dad.
Lethe: Ah yes! So if the zombie uprising happens, I'll be all armored! And so they won't be able to hurt me! Wait... my neck is vulnerable! I need... a metal neck protector. Why does such a thing not exist? Why?!
Styx: So... um... I think Lethe's really lost her mind now.
Thanatos: I'm sure she'll find it. She always remembers stuff eventually.
Styx: No, I mean she's crazy.
Thanatos: Oh. Okay. As long as she's happy.
Lethe: I will be the greatest scientist the world has ever known. I will surpass Fiona by learning to clone thing. I will learn to upgrade stuff! To grow plants! I will even... find out what this mysterious thing known as love is!
Reaper 1: Wait, you don't know what love is?
Lethe: I don't know. I'll just have to capture some well-loved person from around town and study them. Then I will know what love really is!
Reaper 1: I'm pretty sure your soul mate is a creepy, old bald guy living in a different town. He's a lot like you.
Lethe: Too bad we can't meet, then. We could exchange research notes!
Reaper 1: You just get creepier...
Reaper 2: I do have to admit, that was actually creepy for once.
Lethe: For now, while I work up to be a true mad scientist, you can just call me the Ice Queen. See? My room looks like ice and some of my furniture is made of ice. It's beautiful.
Reaper 1: We already heard about that. You don't even love the cold, so why are you so obsessed with ice?
Lethe: Well, it's important to me. I am the Ice Queen! End of conversation. Go away, Grim Reaper voices that I hear in my head. I need to concentrate.
Fiona: Son, I have just one request of you. Well, actually two.
Styx: Okay. I'm going to look really moody while you talk to me because it's an awesome teenager thing to do. Plus my face just kind of looks that way.
Fiona: It's the eyeliner and the haircut. Anyway, I want you to do your best to become evil one day. Even if I'm not here anymore, I will be watching you from wherever it is the Grim Reapers take us. And I will be super proud.
Styx: Um... that sounds kind of terrible. I really believe in doing good and helping people. And donating to help great causes!
Fiona: What did I do for my poor son to be cursed like this? What?
Styx: I thought you had another request.
Fiona: Later. I'm going to go mope for a bit.
Lethe: Insanity testing time!
Styx: Where'd you come from?
Lethe: Oh, somewhere. I was lurking. It's okay. I want to test your sanity.
Styx: Okay. I don't know if that's usually don't by someone who's insane... but okay.
Lethe: Goodie! Now what does this look like?
Styx: I'm say... a sideways cross between a creeper and a lobster?
Lethe: I have no clue what you mean by that description, but I'm sure it's right! Congratulations, you are sane!
Styx: It's probably good you aren't going to be a doctor.
Styx: But still, you are super smart! Thanks for helping me with school.
Lethe: No problem. I've got to get as much tutoring in as I can. Unfortunately, Cerberus isn't that much younger than me and you are doing pretty well in school. You should make some friends that I can tutor.
Styx: What about your best friend you went to the prom with?
Lethe: Oh, her? She's grown up too. Haven't seen her lately. She seemed a bit upset when I was telling her about the impending zombie and/or dragon apocalypse.
Lethe: And now for some quality star-gazing time in my armored dress. That's right, everything I wear is armored! Some better than others... But back to the stars. If I find some stars, I'll get money. And that'll be nice. Which reminds me...
Lethe: Time to go actually get my job at the science center! So one day, I can officially be a mad scientist!
Fiona: What, this already? I'm not ready to be old yet! I wanted a cake and stuff. Not to be surrounded by strangers!
Cara: Yay, birthday!
Fiona: Ack, now I have to go all the way home to make myself look decent again. Such a nuisance.
Cara: Wow, you're old now.
Fiona: Be quite, annoying mermaid.
Cara: What's happening?
Fiona: How should I now? I've never seen anything like that before.
Cara: I'm... free! No more constantly having to go find water and eat fish!
Fiona: How nice. Now excuse me, I've got to go home and try to make myself look better.
Cara: Free!
Styx: So... who is that?
Cerberus: My new friend from school. She's nice.
Styx: Oh, okay. Do you know if Lethe is around? She makes homework go a lot faster because she's so smart.
Cerberus: I don't know. I think she said that she was doing something important.
Lethe: Yes... one day, I shall depart for the University! And on that day, I shall be prepared! Though it'll be quite a while yet... I've got to wait for Cerberus and Styx to get old enough to go as well.
Reaper 1: Are you talking to yourself again?
Lethe: I'm a good listener.
Styx: I thought you already went to the prom once.
Cerberus: I did. Apparently this is what happens when your birthday is really, really close to the Prom. I mean, I'm going to be a young adult today, but apparently I'm going to the prom again first.
Styx: Cool. Is your purple friend going to be there?
Cerberus: Yeah, I think so.
Lethe: One day... one day soon, I shall be the chess master! No one shall stand before my pawns! Even though they are relatively weak. Now... wait was I going to do next?
Reaper 2: It's not easy being an absent-minded genius, is it?
Lethe: Well, I guess I can just start my entire calculations of the next move to make all over again. Yes. I'll do that.
Cerberus: I am free from school! Free to spend my time painting portraits for my family! And learning to play the guitar so I can pursue my lifelong goal.
Cerberus: I shall be a world famous singer one day! Just you wait, world! Wait and see! Yep. It's going to be awesome.
Reaper 1: And so... we leave off this section of the Prices' tale with a picture of Lethe thinking she's Snow White or something.
Reaper 2: Little Red Riding Hood, probably. I mean, she has a red hood.
Reaper 1: It doesn't matter. She's crazy and weird.