Bad, But Good Weather (Adopted from True Support)

Ch 8: Changing for the Worse

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Vladus' POV

(He's Carrie's dad)

Vladus wondered what Carrie was doing. Of course she had skipped the family gathering, as usual. The cemetery was never lively, but his brothers and sisters were disappointed to not see his little girl. She had told him she was inviting a friend over. Vladus was happy at that thought. He wanted her to have more friends, as she was sometimes a wee bit… anti-social. Always caring more about spells and summoning's than real life.

So Vladus encouraged that. The family gathering was about to depart. But he hadn't seen his brother, which worried him. He always took time off his job for family gatherings. Cane, his brother now went by the title "Keeper of Spirits" probably due to his big head. Vladus heard that weather in Elmore had been spotty, so he hoped Carrie and her friend were okay.

Normal POV

Vladus leaned back in his chair, next to Carrie's mother (Damn it. She doesn't have a confirmed name. Better make up a backstory as well…), to get a better view of the rest of the family. They seemed to be doing arts and crafts with the small ghosts. Vladus sighed at the sight of those children playing with their mothers and fathers. Carrie's mother put a hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him. Vladus had been so happy to have her, reunited again. It had felt like he had been the snatcher for centuries, when really, the long twelve years of torment were the only things he had.

Twelve years without his wife. Without his little phantom. Vladus would give a lot to have quality time with her daughter now. Sighing, he walked towards the arts and crafts table, where he was greeted by the host of the party, which had been his father.

"Son! Where's that little ghost of yours?" he asked with glee, enjoying the fun.

"Sorry dad, she couldn't come this year" Vladus told him, still depressed. Vladus' father also held a sad smile at the fact that Carrie wasn't there.

"Where's Cane?" he asked, confused about his disappearance.

"I thought you would know where he is." Vladus told his father. They both gave each other worrying gazes.

"Didn't you say there was a storm in Elmore?" His father's eyes widened.

"You don't think?" Vladus held a gaping frown. Whipping out his phone, he called his daughter, hoping for a response. Nothing came through. He dropped his phone. The Storm of Spirits… was upon Elmore.

Penny's POV

There had to be something to do. Her friends blankly sat there, either twiddling with their thumbs or staring off into space. They couldn't just let the storm pass over. Everyone would rip each other apart! They had to help in some way. Otherwise… who knows what could happen. But they just sat there, like they were in a different world. The Watterson house was standing still, so that was a plus. She counted three other bodies. Where was Lexy? She looked around. Penny shouted her name, but no response except her own voice echoing back.

"Where's Lexy?" Gumball finally looked with concern, reading Penny's mind.

Hopefully they were still in a calm spot of the storm. Creaking open the door, she braced herself for gusts. Opening one of her squeezed eyes, she sighed relieved. Walking into the street, she once again shouted Lexy's name. No response. Penny looked across the street, peering into the light layer of fog. There was commotion, coming from the house. Penny didn't know who lived there, but ran across the street, not looking both ways before crossing it. That's when you knew it was the apocalypse. She sprinted into the house, finding a certain someone scavenging through the fridge, stuffing anything she could find in her backpack.