Monday, August 10, 2015

Hi Mum, It's Sammy (The Return of Clone 63 - Part 9)

Author's note: I realise that there have been no posts in this blog for a year. Surprise! And sorry about the long wait.

That night was probably the least restful sleep that I'd had in years. Snuggling up to someone in a clown get up was just too freaky, and I discovered that I had a hard time sleeping when I couldn't snuggle.

The sun was barely peeping over the horizon when I gave up and got out of bed. It was early than I wanted to be up, but if you can't sleep, what's the point of being in the bed?

"Hey, little guy," I said as I pulled out the holosprite. "I hope you are feeling happy today."

The light coming from the disk went from dull to very bright. I really have to remember to talk to it more regularly. Jericho had pulled out his disk as well.

We needed to experiment a bit. See if the two holosprites could keep other company and stay happier. They really didn't like being off a lot of the time.

We grabbed some food from the buffet area and sat down to eat. The outdoor dining area was another place that could use some serious work. Tall tropical trees to help keep it shady. Sand and varnish the wood floors and railing. Or maybe replace, making them look better was going to take a lot of work.

We were half way through eating breakfast when Anemone found us. I don't know who was more surprised by the encounter. Jericho and I thought the kids were all safely home. Anemone didn't know her dad was a clown for a day.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Monica was being extra bossy this morning. Goby refused to tell her to be nicer. Plus I found Dad's flyer for the resort and read that the buffet included pancakes. All that we were going to have at home was boring cereal," Anemone told me.

I sighed. So much for just a nice quiet weekend with my husband. Where one child was, more were bound to turn up.  Or the rest of the children had better turn up. Monica and Goby were supposed to be watching over their younger siblings. The fact that Anemone was here and not home meant they weren't earning any money for the weekend.

"So did you tell anyone where you were going?" I asked.

She shrugged. "Goby started arguing with Monica about washing the dishes. They didn't notice me at all. So I left." She looked at Jer. "Are you performing for a party? I didn't know you were a clown, Dad."

"I don't perform as a clown," he replied. "It's just a temporary thing. Eat your breakfast. We'll have to find out if your sister or brother have realised that you're gone."

We finished our breakfast. "Anemone, stay in sight," Jer said. "You will be in a lot of trouble if you wander away from us too." He waited for her to nod before we left the table.

"I'm sorry, Jer. Looks like our weekend away from home is already over." I pulled him in for a hug.

"It's all right, Sam. I don't think any of this went to plan." He sighed. "This stupid clown thing for one. I had never even heard of such a curse before."

Jericho talking about it reminded me of how much his tragic clown outfit upset me. I broke down with Jer sadly looking on.

"I'm sorry, it's still just really freaky." I looked up again. "I'm glad that the kids won't have to see you in this outfit for too long."

"Speaking of the kids, it's time to ring home. See if either of the teens noticed that they've lost a child," replied Jericho.

"You're right, love. I'll do it."  I pulled out my cell phone and moved away from Jer. It was the first time that I needed a bit of distance between us.

It took eight rings for Monica to pick up her phone. I was just beginning to think it was going to voice mail when she finally answered. "Hey Pop."

"Just checking in. How's everything at the house?"

Monica was using her 'bright and cheery' voice. "Everything is fine, Pop. Nothing to worry about."

Strike one, that was a lie. I decided to push just a little to see if she was going to keep lying. "So, what are Seahorse and Anemone doing now? Playing inside or outside?"

For one moment, I thought my phone had broken. Then I realised that Monica was sobbing. "Hey, hey. Monica, it's all right." All thoughts of scolding her flew from my head. She was properly worried about her missing sister.

"It's not all right, Pop. We've looked everywhere and we can't find Anemone." Monica stopped and I heard her sniff a few times. "Goby and I have checked every room, in and under everything nearly big enough for her to hide. We can't find her."

"Monica, you and Goby can calm down. Anemone wandered over here to the resort. She's with us." I waited for a response. "Monica? Did you hear me?"

"Oh Pop, I'm so relieved. Just let me tell Goby."

"Wait, Monica. Just go ahead and grab your siblings and come over to the resort. Since half the family is here already, you might as well come too. Bring swim things."

It wasn't long before the rest of our children arrived. Not surprising, you can actually see the roof of our house when you are looking the right direction.

"Yes, score. We get money and Sunday off," said Goby.

I shook my head at Goby. "Goby, you don't get any money."

"But Pop, we did look after the kids all day yesterday," he complained.

"You lost one today," I said. "If you want to earn money for looking after your siblings, you can't let one of them wander off."

"But she came here. Anemone was perfectly safe."

"Be thankful for that. If she hadn't come here and found us, the two of you would be grounded for a month," I replied using my best tough cop voice. "She could have wandered anywhere on the island or have gone for a long swim. How would you have found her then?"

"Pop, you worry too much. Everything was fine. Are you sure we can't get half payment?" Goby pleaded.

"No half payment. Next time, do the job right." I didn't tell Goby that swimming away was one of the things I worried about with the Strider children. Monica was never going to run away from home by swimming. But the rest of them certainly could. There was a lot of ocean and I've seen the sharks.

Anemone and Seahorse were both looking a little worried after listening to Goby being scolded.

"Is all the homework done?" I asked.

"Yes, Pop," they all replied.

"In that case, let's just relax. It's our resort, you can have free run of the place. Stay on the grounds or within sight of the resort at all times or I will be cross. You don't want me to be cross, do you?"

"No, Pop."

"Right then, go have some fun."

The rest of the afternoon was spent enjoying the place.

Jericho managed to find and hire a new bartender for the pool bar.

Unlike me, she actually knew what she was doing.

[Sigh] Tragic clown wasn't weird enough. A snorkelling tragic clown - in a swimming pool.

The 24 hours can't be over soon enough for me.

The shallow pools were popular with the younger kids. They spent ages splashing around.

Monica practiced with her wind surfing again. She was very careful to stay much closer to the resort than she normally would have.

Jericho and I did some important quality control testing of the hot tub.

It seems to still be in fine working order but you have to test these things to be sure.

As the light faded from the sky, we sent the kids home.  Jericho had finally passed the 24 hours and no longer had the tragic clown effect.

"Hey, love. I had a thought."

"Oh Sammy, that sounds dangerous. A thought? Did it give you brain fever?" Jericho said with a wide grin.

"Nope, baby fever. Now that I know we really did travel to the future, I was wondering if we should find out about the future of baby making. See how they take care of it many years from now."

Jericho's grin got even wider. "Babies? It's time for babies?"

"Of course it is. Now that Seahorse and Anemone are in school - we need someone to fill those cribs." His grin got wider. "Of course, we have to have twins. I can't imagine having a single baby at a time."

"Oh Sammy, that's a wonderful idea. When?"

I shrugged, "Why not now? We'll be back just a few minutes after we go. That's the interesting thing about time travel."

In celebration of going back to the future, we both let out our sprites.

Our normal car is an old junker. I spend enough time in the police car during work that I don't like to drive. Jericho usually swims unless he really can't get somewhere that way.

I guess when Monica and Goby want to learn to drive, we will have to get a better car. More modern with every last safety feature that I can find. All of them, no matter how 'uncool' it makes the car.

They can live with 'uncool' or not drive. I prefer the second option but I doubt I'll have my way on that.

We discovered that in the future, any couple can go to any hospital at any time to make babies. The downside is that the hospital charges quite a bit for the service. The science lab takes a bit longer for the results but I guess they still consider it an experimental procedure and don't charge for it.

Still, we came home with two brand new members of the family. Their names are Polly and Coral. They are beautiful babies and we couldn't be happier that our family has grown some more.

Bonus pics
The return of Sammy's bum.

Jericho's children can look very interesting in the play costumes.

Random water taxi shot

The tragic clown get up did upset Sam some but they still managed to be quite affectionate even while Jericho was still under the influence.

I don't even remember changing Sam's outfit. But I do still love his face.

Speaking of faces - Jericho's is very nice as well. He is working on simbotics.

1 comment:

  1. Hey Pib, welcome back to the bloggersphere! It's never too late to return. :)
    Look forward to more updates of Sammy & Jericho and their family!


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