LYDIA DEETZ AND THE ORB OF STORMS
Capítulo 2: Television
Percy did nothing but caress with his hands the orb that resembled a crystal ball worn by prestidigitators at fairs, yet it contained a subtle lilac glow inside.
Lydia, for her part, was going through her books and magazines of occultism in search of some clue that might reveal something to her about the mysterious crystal sphere, but after a while she realized that she could find nothing concrete.
“Did you find anything, Lydia?”
“Nothing, I think it's best to send a letter to the curator of the museum in Madrid, I know he's interested in these things. I hope he answers me and then gives me his phone number, the long distance call will be expensive but it is better than waiting for the mail every time.”
“ You're right, Lydia," said Percy and then suggested watching some TV in the living room, which Delia insisted on calling a visiting room.
The kids came down and Percy turned on the big, heavy TV.
“Not so loud, Percy, turn it down a little.”
“All right... Look, they're putting on some kind of show.”
A woman of more than generous proportions was lying on a crimson sofa, her sensual and voluptuous curves looked appetising, at least for the tall, redheaded man who entered the living room at that moment.
“Oh, it's Elvira, they're giving "Elvira's macabre show".” said Charles who at that moment regretted watching the TV with a stupid smile and drooling down the corner of his mouth, as just that moment his insufferable wife was coming in, who realized what was happening.
“Charles, shut your mouth.”
“I'm sorry, Delia, but cousin Elvira.”
“We're gonna be late for the meeting of the Hamtons of Purginton Purge!” the woman cut him off, and instead of saying goodbye to her stepdaughter and the catboy, she gave the TV a look of intense hatred. “You must go to bed early, dinner is in the refrigerator, defrost it and then heat it in the microwave.”
“I'll order something over the phone, I know how your culinary skills are," said Lydia in an inaudible whisper.
“What did you say?” Delia asked, sensing what her stepdaughter said.
“That we know how to use the microwave, don't worry," Percy answered quickly to avoid problems later on for Lydia.
Delia wanted to reply badly, but she bit her lip, she didn't want to start a fight with the tight time she had at the moment to attend the meeting.
“Obey your mother, children," said Charles, who resisted the urge to look at Elvira's image.
Turn that thing off and get to study! she barked as a farewell and the two adults left the house in a hurry. Percy went to the window to watch them leave in the car.
“What did "dad" Charles mean by "cousin Elvira"? I think it just came out by accident.”
“I don't know, Percy, but I find it very suspicious, especially Delia's attitude.”
Lydia preferred the horror movies with a more gore style to the ones that the voluptuous presenter commented on, but due to the strange reaction her parents had, she decided to watch the show.
“She looks like you, Lydia, she's Gothic too," said Percy as he bowed his head slightly.
“I don't think so," said Lydia, a little jealous because she didn't know if Percy was tilting her head to see the resemblance between the two or just to see her huge breasts. “That woman is not gothic, more like punk hair and Vampira clothes or... What's her name?”
“Lily Munster.”
“No, I remember, Morticia Addams.”
The kids continued to watch the show, after the film shoot, Elvira told a couple of jokes that were upbeat in a two-way tone, which, to Lydia's shame, had to explain to the catboy, since Percy still didn't quite understand the two-way humor or the synonym of words.
“The girl with the big... nails says goodbye. Let you have sweet nightmares," Elvira said goodbye, as the camera zoomed in to show how the woman was sending a kiss while showing the huge breasts that seemed to come out of the generous cleavage.
“Lydia, look at that round thing!”
“Percy!... Wait... Thing and not things round?”
Lydia thought Percy was referring to Elvira's breasts, but then she noticed, behind the presenter, there was a crystal sphere that glowed with the same faint purple light that they had in the house, this one was on a golden base with feline figures and a pentagram.
The show no longer showed any images except the lyrics of the credits and Lydia got angry with herself for not showing any more attention.
“Did you see Lydia? It was the same orb we have, except for the gold base.”
“Are you sure, Percy?”
“Yes, I am.”
Lydia weighed up the possibilities, after all it could be a coincidence, the world was full of glass spheres, however, something inside her told her that this was not the case.
“We have to find that woman," Percy said. I'm sure she must know more about the orb.
“Perhaps, there is also the possibility that you know nothing and that glass sphere is part of the decoration that the program provides. Anyway, we need to get in touch with Elvira.”
Lydia kept the old thick old New York phone book, she knew Elvira's show was filming in California, but it was a good place to start.
"Surely there is merchandise with Elvira's image in New York's comic book stores," Lydia thought as she went up to the attic to check the boxes she brought from the city. "I have to get in touch with the store managers so they can give me Elvira's address or their producers."
This and other plans formed in Lydia's mind, as she climbed up to the attic that the Maitlands once occupied, while Percy, the catboy, followed her from behind, happily wagging his cat's tail and ears.
CONTINUARÁ…
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