Introducing ... Sparkle Fae

Before retiring to bed, Vanessa decided to try out the old keyboard in the basement. She, like her sister, aspired to be a Vocal Legend, so she thought she'd try her luck with tickling the old ivories. She gained another skill point. At this point in time, I was beginning to wonder if the public had made a terrible choice for heiress. But, since I've been lumbered with Sophie, I've got to play the hand that I've been dealt.

 Speaking of Sophie, she was so desperate to get onto that corporate ladder of hers that she took it upon herself to drive to the nearest venue - in the pouring rain - to try and beg for an agent.

Sadly the agent was nowhere to be seen and the venue was closed due to localised flooding. She just needed to wait one more day and check the paper and computer again.

The poor paper girl had barely taken the paper out of her satchel when Sophie dashed outside and grabbed it from her. Quickly scanning through the classifieds, she finally found what she was looking for.... a Sing a Gram girl.

This meant that she had to have a stage name. So she chose Sparkle Fae. Yeah, not very original, but it's the best she could come up with!

She needed to practice really hard, so she picked on poor Pat, who was bemused and tickled that Sophie was giving him any attention. J1NX1E chose to ignore everyone and took over Boney's usual duties - since she was STILL playing on the hopscotch court several days later. Nessa was being entertained by Hespa. Theirs is a really strong relationship indeed!

Taking a break, she decided to drink from the chocolate fountain. Although I'm not so sure she should do that. It is starting to look a little green and rank smelling.

The second time, however, didn't quite turn out as planned, as she tripped over the balloon machine and fell on her butt. HARD! Right in front of everyone! How embarrassing!

Nonplussed, she continued with her routine, trying her hardest to perfect it. Even performing in the back garden to most of her family! her voice wasn't too bad actually, as she belted out a number or two.

She got a phone call from the agency. If she practiced hard enough, she MIGHT, just might get herself a gig. But in the meantime, can she do a couple of sing a grams.

She'd never tried actual people and the idea of her actually performing in front of strangers - or clients as they were supposed to be called - turned her stomach. So much so that she bolted for the bathroom and vomited.

I'd say it was that rotten chocolate, but, what can I say? The girl is really nervous.
I just hope that she doesn't mess up during her performances because I'd really like to see her succeed. I really do!