When I first moved my Doll Barbie posts from my regular blog:
I embarked on a story I had no idea where it was going to go, it started as Vickie's HAUNTED Vintage, a costume story. I also knew it would be about having a Benefit party, but then...
Wierd things started happening, customers complained.
Part 4: https://barbieoldnewgreenredo.blogspot.com/2017/10/vickies-haunted-vintage-part-4.html
(Then there was the LOVE element, which surprised even me.)
Detective Joe and Vickie walk down to Sal's Seafood just around the block from the vintage shop for a late dinner.
Gino: I'm your server tonight. Nice to see you again Joe, and you're Miss Vickie from the shop around the corner.
Detective Joe: Please Gino the table back in the corner. That's a nasty bruise on your face Gino, what happened?.
(The night of the Bash...the Shop was closing, electrical and phones are not working.)
Vickie: The store is so empty, all those hangers. We are going to be closed until November 6th. I think we all need a few days off!
Zoe: (she kicks the garbage can) Take that...you scary old....bag of bones! We need to get going...gang.
Joe: I'm going to follow up on this phone line going dead, Vickie. I'll meet you there, just stay together and you should be fine. This is the first incidence in three days.
The SKELETON BASH goes on.
Food area, manned by Sindy and Patrice in vintage Disney tops and leggings.
(What a party--food music, dancing, fun)
The bar is busy.
The banquet is ready.
(Then...Under cover Joe and Vickie meet again..)
The Skeleton Bash is in full swing and everyone is enjoying the food. Detective Joe in his undercover vest views the scene. Looking for anything unusual.
Vickie:Hey there, Detective Joe, I didn't remember to thank you for the flowers. Do you want to join me for some food before it's all gone?
Joe:Sorry Vickie, I just got a call, your store's been hit again. We need to leave right now. I have my van out back.
Vickie: Oh no, let's go.
(At Vickie's Haunted Vintage)
Vickie: I don't...(sniff.)..know what I'm going to do. All our hard work is a mess on the floor! Costumes ripped and ruined, and all the decorations are trashed. I'm lucky the new stock is in storage.
Does Joe solves the case from camera footage. He recognizes something, or someone.
Joe: That's your right wrist on camera. So, who paid you to do this, and to Sal, too? He gave you a job when no one else would.
Gino: I had to, they'll kill me, or hurt my sister. I wont' tell you, anything.
(WHO IS THEY??? Find OUT!)
Part 8...is it finally over?
Darkness is perpetual on Vickie's Street for over a week. Detective Joe is no where to be found.
(Joe finally shows up)
Joe: I thought I would stop by, I saw your lights were finally on. I've been kinda busy, but your place looks great! Thanks for hanging on to my vest.
Vickie:You sure have been busy, Joe. According to the paper, your unnamed task force brought down the Russian mob. Why did they want to acquire properties all over the North side? What were they planning to do with them?
Joe:Well, I could tell you that information,Vickie. But, then I would have to lock you up in solitary confinement until the trials. We wouldn't want that.
.....If you want to see the end of the story....
Part 8 finale here:
This post is cobbled together, so I can't get the background consistent. And, because of New Blogger, I have to go back and re-edit the layout of all the posted links...as they are basically unreadable. UGH! ...I wish they had an all blog link to edit? maybe they do?
I hope you enjoyed the story---because Vickie's is going to be a costume shop again, soon! Hugs, Sandi
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or products shown, or from where I shop.
The dolls shown are from my own and the Grand's collection as are the clothes,
which are vintage, or made by myself. Occasionally, I falter and buy something new.
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Thank You, Sandi