"Sissy, wake up! Someone is here!" Lucy shook me awake. She was full of energy and anxiety.

   "Andrew is here, Lucy." I replied yawning.

   "Non, Sylvia, a truck is here." She squeals.

    "What the heck?" I sat you and rushed out of the room.

    Lucy and I rush down the stairs and halted by Andew.

   "SSSSSHHHHHH!" He put his pointer finger against his mouth.

   "What are you doing?" I whispered.

   "Hearing what are they saying." He growled. "Now, shut up!"

    Looks like someone is acting like a sour puss.

   "Le château n'a pas été utilisé pendant des siècles et il est debout près d'un rebord d'une colline. Cadre parfait pour célébrer le mariage de ma fille." The man said towards a wealthy looking man in the groom.  (The castle hasn't been used for centuries and it's standing near a ledge of a hill. Perfect setting for celebration of my daughter's wedding.)

  " N'oubliez pas combien d'animaux errants sont dans cet endroit." The wealthy man pointed out. (Don't forget how many stray animals around in this place." pointed out.)

     "Do we have stray animals in this?" Lucy asks Andrew.

   "I killed them all." He growled. "Now, I am struck with two strays beside me."

   "Lucy, don't talk to with him because two idiots are here and are planning to ruin it for us."

  "Cet endroit est libre et toujours intact. Peut-être que je devrais acheter ce château pour votre fille?" The wealthy man suggested. (This place is free and still intact. Maybe I should buy this castle for your daughter?)

    "Grrrrrrrrr!" Andrew growled. The growls similar towards a tiger. It bright chills up my spine.

   "Devrions-nous jeter un oeil à cet endroit?" The man asked. (Should we take a look at this place.)

   "Sûr!" Replied the wealthy man. (Sure.) They both started heading into the castle.

    "You two, get under the beds, now!" Andrew demanded.

   "Oh shoot!" I grabbed Lucy's hand and rush back upstairs. We head towards Ashen's old bedroom. We slide right under the bed. I don't know where Andrew was going.

    We waited long minutes until we heard footsteps coming near the room. It was the two guys. Lucy and I laid flat on our stomachs chilled under the bed. "

    Cet endroit est élégant avec une grande beauté et la nature." Said the ritzy man. (This place looks elegant with beauty and nature.)

     I took a deep breath in. I peaked from under the bed that the men were talking to each other. I saw a little pebble in front of me. Maybe I can throw this pebble to cause their attention and shut them up? I planned in mind.

    I grabbed the pebble. I need to aim it out of the room to get those guys to get out of here.

    "Are you sure you wanted to celebrate your daughter's wedding reception here?" The wealthy asked the man in French. The other man replied it with a yes. Shoot! Andrew is going really be ticked. Well, he won't kill me this time.

    I prepared to throw the pebble. I pegged it across the room and hit the stone wall and ping back to the left. It made loud donks. Of course, the pebble was bigger than the length of a nickel.

   I saw the male look towards the hallway then walked out without saying a word to each other.

    ***

   Half of an hour had elapsed until Andrew finally came into the room and told us to come out.

   "It's all about the party." I said to him. "And maybe buying the property to them."

   "I am not going to let them take your only home." He growled. "My only home as well."

   "What are we suppose to do? Scare them and crash a party making them run away from the castle?" Lucy suggests.

   Andrew looked at Lucy with a sinister smirk across his face. "Exactly." He said raspy bringing chills up my spine.

   "What's cooking inside your dead brain of yours?" I asked Andrew.

    "Ever heard of the urban legends about ancient castles saying the to be haunted?" He asked.

   "Yes..." I said hesitantly. "...Why?"

   "Time to fake some poltergeist actually." He chuckled.

    "You two will sneak into the party. After the freaks make some announcements, come upstairs, so I don't accidentally hurt you." He said.

   "Hahaha!" Laughed Lucy. I elbow gently on her shoulder.

   "I would be dressed into my cloak. I use my speed to blow out of the candles. That's when things would start to get a little awkward."

   "Try move things around and cause fear?" I assumed.

   "Certainly."

   "Oh."

  "Anyways, I am going to flip some furniture. The crowd would start to get little on edge and some may leave. This is when I start throwing things right at some people's heads. Oh I can hear the guests frantic screams." Andrew smirks like psychopath.

   "What would happen if the crowd doesn't leave?" I asked.

   "I can growl and scream making the walls shake." He replies. "That always scare the salt out of you and your little sister."

    "Pretty much." My right eye started to twitch whilst giving him a deadly look.

   "Nice doll face." He chuckled.

    "Thank you." I rolled my eyes.

    "Your welcome."

     "Change it back to the party crash tactic." I demand.

   "I throw some furniture at the crowd. The crowd would run out. Maybe I would suck out some unlucky victims for a feast." He said. "Any questions?"

   "Yeah, how would we blend in?" Lucy asks.

   "That's easy." Andrew walked towards the closet and poof! There were alot of old France fashion dresses.

    "I think we need some sizes for Lucy..." I said hesitantly again.

    "Non, Sylv, I am already wearing a pink dress." Lucy commented. Her dress still looks clean. No stains nor smell, that's on the tolerance list.

   "Okay, I'll guess that will work..."