A: Who was the last person to piss you off? What did they do?
That would be Constance. Since the final arrangements and finishing touches are being added to the Haunted Mansion holiday at this time, it is safe to assume that both I and G.H are a little stressy at times. We put as lot of time and effort into this so any extra hassles we receive are just extra burdens for us.
Constance has been quite the burden by being overly difficult. Just because all her clutter assortment of wedding gifts are up in the attic, it doesn’t make it hers by default. When I asked her to clear it up a little bit and make space for our Nightmare Before Christmas companion’s and their luggage, she threw a giant hissy fit.
J: If you sold your soul, what would it be for?
As a ghost I think I am pretty much made up of soul and ectoplasm. If I sold that, I think I’d just disappear!
Assuming that I wouldn’t cease to exist, I would do a do a Dorian Gray and sell my soul to stay eternally beautiful and youthful. However death already has taken care off that one for me. In a way, committing suicide was sort of me selling my soul and being forced to remain here on this earth as a sketchy memory of the past.
V: Do you ever want children?
I never fancied the idea of becoming the typical woman of my time and doing the whole marriage and babies thing. It seemed too…..restricting. As i wanted to be a bit of a free spirit and act upon my own desires, I didn’t want children during life. In my 100+ years of afterlife, I have softened to the idea though. As frustratingly stubborn as they are, I have watched delighted children burst into the Haunted Mansion for 43 years now. The look of glee on their little features is just precious!
As a deceased females, I am infertile. Since ghosts are unable to reproduce, I cannot reproduce now even if I wanted to embrace motherhood
