Chapter 6

Welcome back to the NEW Pokémon Legacy! As
compared to the old one which only partly exists on
my computer’s hard drive. I keep meaning to edit it
and slap it up somewhere. But I’m extremely lazy
and one Pokémon Legacy at a time is enough. Don’t
look so sad I’ll post it...eventually.

Last chapter, Anna kicked Tara Kody out of her house
for good hopefully. Cleve seems oblivious to the
drama between his wife and his best friend. Mel and
Rizzi finally get to join their older sisters at college.
Leaving Anna and Cleve to every a bit of quiet.

Pony waited anxiously on a bench in her garden.
Despite it being summer on her lot there was a
decided nip in the air. Maybe because she had to
do something she really didn’t want to. Her foot
jingled impatiently. She called Jeannie over an hour
ago where was the old crone.

Finally the gypsy appeared on the edge of the lot.
She waited gazing into the ocean waves. Pony
sighed of course she wasn’t going to come to the
door.

“Jeannie!” She called hurrying over to shake the old
gypsy’s hand.
“Pony.” Jeannie smiled, “Calling on us to help again
on are you?”

“Tara Kody is sniffy her nose around my legacy, I want
to know what she wants.”
“Tara Kody is very powerful witch, one does not
confront her directly.” Jeannie tsked, “I will send
watchers, but there is a price.”
“The same one as last time.” Pony said with a frown.
“Yes.”

“That’s already happened here. Two can’t exist at a
time.”
“Well then Pony it seems we have no deal.” Jeannie
said politely.
Pony ground her teeth. This was not going as well as
she planned.

An awkward silence stretch for what seemed like
hours.
“Jeannie, I’ll take some potions, it looks like I’m
going to be needing them.”

“That I can help you with. You may not use them on
an unwilling.”
“I remember the rules Jeannie, I wrote them.”
“Sometimes you forget.”
“Sometimes they bend, I’ll call you if I need you
again.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The taxi dropped Mel, Rizzi and
their friend Gordon Notts, off at
the dorm in the early hours of the
morning. Rizzi heaved a sigh, she
had thought they would get to go
directly to the Greek House, but
Mel had pointed out on the plane
trip that students couldn’t join a
Greek house until after their first
semester. So the dorm it was.

It was too late to go to sleep, the sky was beginning
to turn light. Mel’s dorm room had a computer so
her and the others declared their majors while
waiting for a call from the Greek House.

Another student lived in the dorm too, he had
transfer from another university. Jim Phoenix he had
been at the dorms almost a whole semester.

Finally Ivy called and invited everyone over
including the two boys. The more the
merrier.
Rizzi didn’t care either way, but Mel dragged
them along. It would be fun going to the
Greek together.

They spent most of the afternoon there. There
seemed to be an impromptu dance party going on in
the kitchen.

“Mel, would you like to pledge to the Greek House?” Charrie asked pulling her aside.
“Of course, but I thought we couldn’t join a Greek House yet.”
“You can pledge, but you can’t move in until after finals. Bulba checked, we all want you
and Rizzi here as soon as possible.”
“Invite Gordon too, I think he’ll like here better than the dorm.”
“Why?”
“As a favor for me, please Charrie?”
“Alright.”

“So you’re Gordon?” Charrie asked narrowing her eyes.
“Yes.” Gordon chuckled nervously.
“Mel wants you in the Greek though I have no earthly
idea why. Would you like to pledge to the Greek?”
“Would I never!” Gordon exclaimed, “I never got to be in
any clubs in high school this is so AWESOME!”
“Uh, okay, I’m gonna go dance.” Charrie said stepping
around Gordon.

“Don’t worry about Charrie, Gordon she’s a little rough
around the edges.”
“I see, you must be Ivysaur.” Gordon said shyly.
“I prefer to go by Ivy. Less to chew on. Welcome to the
Greek Gordon.”

Mel didn’t want to leave, if was fun being with her older
sisters again, but it was late and they all had class in the
morning.

After the guests went home. Everyone settled into
the usual routine of term paper writing and skill
building. Ivy’s finger flew across the keyboard, she
was excited, two more days and the others could
move in.
“Could you type a little quieter Ivy, you’re giving me a
headache.” Venu complained.

Back at the dorm, the next morning was a quiet one.
Rizzi left early for a jog so Mel spent the morning
painting. Jim talked Gordon into playing a bit of
chess.

After the chess match, Jim settled down to take
a nap. Mel had finish her painting and sat on
the couch.
“Well this is interesting.” She mused. Grinning
mischievously she turned the TV on.

“What?!?!” Jim jerked out of his pleasant dream to
a sports announcer screaming, “Oh it’s just you.” he
rubbed his eyes. One of the new girls to the dorm.

Sleep no longer an option he got up and sat on the
far side of the couch. The girl, Mel, just scooted
closer.
“Can I help you?” He asked, all of a sudden his
sweater getting rather uncomfortable hot.
“I don’t know can you?” Mel grinned like a cat in the
cream.

Jim got up, “I have to go to class.” He said stiffly,
“Wait!” She got up, “The light is hitting you perfect
right now.”

“Jim do you think I’m pretty?” Mel asked still
grinning.
“Heck yes!.” He coughed, “I mean yes I do.”
“Would you like to go on a date with me?”
“Sure I guess.”

“Isn’t that better?” Mel asked, then laugh, “You were
so tense, do I make you that nervous?”
“No, well maybe a little.” Jim laughed to, “I just didn’t
expected my new roommate to be so forward.”

“How’s this for forward?” She asked kissing him
soundly on the lips. Her eyes sparkling with
excitement.

“Mel get a room seriously” Rizzi giggled, that poor
man didn’t stand a chance against her sister.

At the end of the date, it was Jim’s turn to kiss Mel.
“We’ll have to do this again sometime.” He said.
“Definitely.” She grinned.

Jim started spending more time watching Mel.
Seldom did an hour pass when he did not find
himself watching her. He loved to watch her paint
the most, she would paint for hours totally
engrossed in the canvas.

“Can I go jogging with you Rizzi?” Gordon asked shyly.
“I prefer to go alone, clear my head.” Rizzi replied.
“Oh Okay then.” Gordon’s face fell and he stopped
stretching.
“I guess having company once in a while wouldn’t hurt.”
Rizzi relented with an inward sigh. She just felt bad for
the poor boy.
“Cool!” Gordon grinned.

“Charmeleon Pokémon, I know it’s only been a shot
while, but would you marry me?” Jimmy asked
kneeling on one knee.
“Really Jimmy?” Mel asked in a breathless voice, She
“Yes, I love you Mel, and I want to be with you
forever.”
“Yes Jimmy I’ll marry you!” Mel grinned clapping her
hands.

“Finals are today, you ready Mel?”
“Of course.”
“Good, I wasn’t sure with all the playing around
with Jimmy.”
“Please Rizzi a little faith in me, is it too much to
ask?”
“I’m sorry Mel, I just get a little nervous.
“Relax, Rizzi go for a jog, you’ll do great today.”

The first semester finally ended with everyone passing.
“So we ready to go to Greek?” Rizzi asked.
“I got one thing to take care of sis.” Mel said, “Wait for
me okay.”
“Sure, but make it quick.”

“Come with us.” Mel said kissing Jimmy.
“I’ll try, I’m not pledged.” Jimmy caressed her face,
“Call me when you get there.”
“I love you Jimmy.”
“I love you too Mel.”

“Mel! Hurry up Charrie’s called like four times
already!” Rizzi shouted.
“She only called once though.” Gordon pointed out.
“I know, but Mel’s being sappy, it’s sickening”

A party was in full swing when they arrived at the
Greek house. Even the simselves were there.

“Mel! We expected you guys hours ago.”
“I know, I just had to say goodbye to Jimmy.”
“Why? We pledged him to the Greek. I was expecting
him here finish.”
“What???”
“Oops it’s was supposed to be a surprise, welcome
home Mel!”

Jimmy as it turned out was in the next room.
“You are in trouble.” Mel squealed leaping into his arms.
“Could you forgive me?”

“Welcome to the Greek Rizzi.”
“Thanks Charrie, the dorm was awful I’m so glad to
be here at last.”
“I heard something about cow mascots invading
dorms. We just get cheerleaders and llamas here.”
“So lucky.”

With the money everyone brought in from
good grades the house was a expanded.
Everyone except Gordon and Rizzi had to
share bedrooms but no one really minded.

Some minded it less than others. Jimmy crawled
into bed beside Mel. She had picked the linens
and he found that he didn’t mind pink as much
as he would of guessed.

Rizzi was the first one up the next morning,
she tried to make breakfast for everyone but
the stove burnt the pop tarts the moment
she looked away. She sighed and set the dish
on the counter, they would just have to eat
something else.

“You don’t have to clean up, Rizzi, I’m pretty sure
we have a maid or some pledges to do that.”
Charrie said getting a plate and a burnt pop tart.
“The stove is acting up again, yum!”
“You actually like burnt pop tarts?” Rizzi gasped.
“Don’t you?” Charrie said blandly.
“Not particularly.” Rizzi shuddered.

The other slowly made their way downstairs,
not one complaint about burnt pop tarts.
Rizzi guess they were just glad not to have to
serve breakfast.

Gordon and Rizzi dipped into the household funds to
get some better suited clothes. Rizzi couldn’t find
anyone outfit that suited her like her siblings had
found. But she did find some nice pants to jog in.

Mel had to get some skill points so she could keep her
grades up. She wished she could talk to something more
interactive than the mirror.

“I don’t think she even notices me.” Gordon blurted out while Charrie
watched TV with him, “It’s like I’m on another planet.”
“Wait what?” Charrie asked puzzled.
“Rizzi, I’ve been trying to get attention all semester, but all she does is go out
jogging. I tried going with her but she didn’t want to talk.”
“I’m sorry Gordon, I can’t help you. I guess try to be more assertive you’re
too shy.” Charrie tactfully didn’t mention Rizzi was head over heels in love
with Thai. Gordon should at least have hope.

“You know this bedspread clashes a bit with the
wallpaper.” Jimmy said idly as they relaxed together.
“I suppose you’re right.” Mel sniffed, “But Bulbasaur’s
stuff is green.”
“I meant we should redecorate the room not change the
sheets.”
“Oh, I thought you didn’t like pink?”
“Maybe I like pink when you pick it.”

“Did I mention that I love you?”
“In passing, I think.” Jimmy laughed kissing her
neck.

Gordon sighed, Rizzi was still too busy to talk to him.
“Don’t be sad Gordy.” Ivy smiled at him, “She’ll come around be
patient.”
“If he’s as patient as you he’s going to be an old man before
Rizzi comes around.” Venu snorted, “Just talk to her Gordy.”
“Thank you.” He said, at least her sisters were nice, even if
they were making him work up his own courage.

Mel finally made the time to buy a new outfit.
While Jimmy was at class of course. They spent
almost all their time together when they didn’t
have to work on school work.

“Is this even allowed?” Venu asked looking over Jimmy’s
and Mel’s room.
“Why not, they used Jimmy’s scholarship money.” Charrie
looked around approvingly, “I think I’ll bully Kendal into
redecorating our room, this is much better than green,
good luck convincing Ivy to redo yours.”
“Thanks Charrie.” Venu said drily.

Bulba and Charrie ended up with a lot of free
time after completely their school work. They
took turns working on portraits for everyone that
lived in the Greek House.

“This bubble blower is great Charrie I wish there
was one at the dorm.”
“Hehe, just pledge to the house and you can come
whenever you want.”
“And do everybody’s term papers, I know how you
roll Charrie.”

All too soon the year was over. The quads were now
seniors and the twins sophomores and all their friends
scattered in between.
“Just think six more days and then we get to go home.”
Charrie grinned.
“Yeah, but who’s going home to the parents?” Venu asked.
“That’s a good question.” Bulba sighed, “I guess need to
figure that out.”

“Hey you, everyone else is asleep.” Jimmy called softly he
loved watching Mel paint. She put her whole self into her
paintings.
“I’ll be up in a minute I want to help paint everyone’s
portraits there’s only a few more to do.”

Everyone really settled into working on their grades. Gordon found
his skill woefully inadequate for his classes. He spent a lot of time
practicing chess.

“The room looks great Greg!” Bulba said.
“You think so? I got Jimmy and Gordon to help out.
The dresser was a beast to get upstairs.”
“Of course I think so, I wish we had thought of it
earlier.”

The first four of the portraits were finally finished. The
girls hung them up future generations could see the
founders.

The rest of the semester flew by.
The girls skilled, earned badges and
spent hours on the phone making
friends to maintain the Greek’s
level 6.

Mid term exams were finally over.
“It’s raining again.” Gordon observed.
“It’s spring, it’s always raining.” Rizzi replied blandly before trooping
inside.
“Well at least she said something to me.”
“We’re running out of time to make a decision.” Venu said.
“Let’s get our term papers done and we’ll all sit down.” Ivy suggested
“Yeah, we at least got a few more days to decide.” Bulba agreed.

Mel stood alone on the sidewalk her exam was a
little later than the others. She had overheard
her sisters talking. She had forgotten all about
the heirship. She certainly didn’t want it. What
does Jimmy want? Most sims would do anything
to be part of the legacy, but Jimmy seemed
different. She would have to ask.

“Jimmy?” She asked as she joined him for bed.
“What Mel?” He asked with a bemused smile.
“How would you feel if my sisters choose me to be heir?” She
asked tentatively.
“I thought you didn’t want to be. I was kind of hoping you would
take my last name.”
“Thank goodness, that’s what I was hoping for.” She let out a sigh
of relief, “I love you Jim Phoenix.” she said kissing him soundly.

Some help was recruited from various places to assist
with term paper writing. Nothing wrong with using a
little influence here and there.

The next morning all the sisters sat down for
breakfast together.
“Everyone know why we’re here?” Bulba asked.
“To decide the fate of the universe?” Mel said
brightly, her and Jimmy had maybe stayed up a little
too late.
“Thanks Mel.” Bulba chuckled, “Just the fate of the
legacy, one of us has to be heir.”

“What about you Bulba?” Rizzi suggested, “You were the
first to get engaged.”
“Nope not me.” Bulba shook her head, “I’m taking Greg’s
last name, it’s tradition in his family.”
“Tradition smission.” Rizzi disagreed, “You’re the eldest
as well.”
“I’m not going to do it, I don’t even want kids, the heir is
going to have to have at least three.”

“What about Charrie? She’s the only one who hasn’t
made plans yet.”

“I vote for Charrie!” Greg called from the background.
“Shut up Greg.” Charrie told him curtly, “Bulba you’ve
got to be kidding. Me?”

“But Charrie you’re perfect. Remember how great you
were with Mel and Rizzi when they were kids.” Ivy
insisted, “We all know you’re secretly a family sim in
fortune’s clothes.

“Everyone who thinks Charrie should be heir
say aye!” Venu said with a grin.
“Aye!” The others said in unison.

“There that’s all settled.” Venu grinned at her sister.
“You guys can’t be serious.” Charrie laughed
nervously, “What about Mel? She’s engaged too.”
“Too late, we already voted.” Mel said quickly, “Grats
Charrie.”

Unable to talk her sisters around to choosing
someone else; Charrie took solace in the living and
her pottery wheel. What were they thinking? Ivy
or Mel would be a better choice, but there just
wasn’t anything she could do about other than just
not move home, but she couldn’t let her family
down like that. Why did they have to choose her?

Gordon used a little bit of his scholarship money to purchase
a little sun conure named Boss. Talking to the mirror all day
was boring. Boss would be a lot more fun.

Though getting the bird to stay in his cage was a bit of
a challenge.

“Hey Yvette!” Ivy said greeting one of the few Greek members that didn’t
live in the house.
“Hey Ivy, I see you expanded the house again, did you get a pool table yet?”
“Nope not yet, but I have a question for you.”
“Oh?”
“You would be our placeholder? Someone needs to keep Mel and Rizzi out
of trouble when the rest of us graduate.”
“Of course!” Yvette squealed gleefully, “I thought you would never ask!!”

“Ahhh! The smell of college, old pizzas, sweaty mascots and
over perfumed cheerleaders.” Pony grinned. The time for
finals had arrived and Bulbasaur was throwing one last
party.
“Can’t you be serious?” Ani-Mei asked.
“Why?” Pony grinned again, “It is a party after all.”
“You’re impossible.” Ani-Mei shook her and laughed

Pony in fact could sometimes be serious. Charrie
drew her away from the slap dancing in the
kitchen into the relative quiet of the living room.
“Can’t you overturn their decision?” Charrie
begged Pony, “I don’t know if I’m meant for this.”
“Oh Charrie.” Pony patted her friend’s hand
comfortingly. “I want you to be heir. You are as
perfect as Anna is.”

“I was afraid you would say that.” Charrie sighed.
“Maybe it would help if I explained things a little.” Pony mused thoughtfully, “Though Anna and I
should explain it together.”
“What?”
“Oh dear, perhaps I said more should of.”
“I don’t think you’ve said enough.”
“Charrie, just believe me you are the best choice for heiress. I promise you I’ll explain more later, when
you get home from college.”
“But Pony.”
“No buts, you have more important things to worry about like exams. Don’t they begin in an hour?”
“Not fair Pony.” Charrie said running to class.

“I don’t see why that surprises anyone. I am a simself after all.”
“Surprise for who?” Kendal asked sitting on the couch.
“Oh you must be Kendal!” Pony said brightly. “I finally get to talk to you
alone.”
“You’re wanting to talk to me? I’m not special or anything.”
“Oh but you are, look me up after college I got big plans for you dear heart.”
“Are you hitting on me?”
“Oh dear.” Pony laughed helplessly. “Not that at all.”

The party raged while the quads left for exams, soon
to be followed by Rizzi, Mel and Gordon. Cleve
finally arrived to take Charrie home after she
graduated.

“It’s all over now.” Venu said softly after they returned
from class, “We’ll never all live together again.”
“Maybe don’t think of it as an end, perhaps a
beginning.” Ivy said.
“I suppose.” Charrie agreed, “We all had to grow up
sometime.”

“Hey you.” Bulba said pulling Greg close.
“Hey you.” He smiled.
“You gonna be okay without me?” She asked.
“If it’s only a little while.” Greg mused, “I love you.”
“I love you too Greg.”
“Call me when as soon as you can.”
“I will.” Bulba smiled weakly kissing Greg.

She steeled herself and went to the phone, after all they
all had to grow up sometime.
“I’ll see you soon.” She promised Greg.

Ivy however didn’t hesitate, “One ticket back to Laguna
please.”

Ani-Mei intercepted Venu on her way to the phone. “I
just wanted you to know Venu, we’re all very proud
of you and your sisters.”
“Thanks Ani-Mei.”

“Not the greatest but so much better than last time.”
Venu smiled.
“What’d you grow up in last time?”
“I’ll never tell.”

Finally Charrie made the call to unenroll herself from
school.
“Hey Gordon.” She said, Cleve was already waiting to
take her home, “Don’t give up.”
“Thanks Charrie, I’ll try to remember that.”
. . .

“So how’d it go with Jeannie?” Thai asked.
“Not as well as I had hoped.” Pony said glumly.

“She can’t help us unless I pay the price. But
Eucalyptus is a genie baby, there can’t be two.”
“What a silly rule.” Thai sighed, “So what now?”

“I’m going to have to bring in reinforcements.”
“Those two? Com’n Pony surely there’s something else
we can do.”
“You have to admit they work very well together.
Between the two of them very secret in the island will
be unearthed.”
“Who’s going to keep them under control?”
“I got a perfect person in mind.”

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