"No!" I said, pulling her covers off. "Get up, get dressed!"
"Sorry, Mom!" she answered, chagrined, bringing the cake back to the table.
I'm not sure how she did it, but somehow I wound up eating the salad and she wound up eating my piece of cake!
Ack! Someone had broken my computer! I pulled out a screwdriver and started poking and prodding. I'd once seen someone do this, I thought as I jabbed the screwdriver in the disk slot.
I nibbled my lip as I considered my options. I could wait a few days until Carmen was off to watch Citron... or I could just bring him...
"Don't mind him," I told Xavier. "I haven't even taught him to talk yet. Everything you say to me will be kept in the strictest of confidences."
Xavier looked a little doubtful, but coughed up the story anyway. It seemed he was considering proposing to Zelda Mae. He'd been trying for awhile to get her attention (by trying to steal her designer shoes...) and thought they were both getting old enough that they should just quit playing games. What he needed from me was dirt on whether or not she would accept his suit.
"Is that a kid?" she asked, staring at Citron as though I were holding a bug in my arms.
"Yes, they're all the rage in accessories this year..." I said sarcastically.
Zelda looked slightly impressed and calculating.
"The thing is, Zelda," I said, changing the subject. "There's a certain gentleman who would like to know whether or not you'd be interested in pursuing a more long-term relationship with him."
"Oooohh... who is it?" she asked gleefully.
I hedged a moment. Xavier might not like it if I gave up his name. "Who do you think it is?" I asked. Surely Xavier would be at the top of her list...
Zelda mentally ticked off a few names, raising her fingers as she listed them, "Well, there's that Bunch boy, Gage Briody, Gus Hart, don't ask, and... oh! Xavier Clavell!"
I nodded with a gulp. "Yes. One of them."
Zelda tapped her finger against her chin. "Hmm... I'll have to consider..." she ambled back inside.
I sent him a speaking glance.
Carmen looked at me with love in his eyes. "I wouldn't say I was mad. I guess I was just feeling overwhelmed by the thought of having a third child and then a little resentful that you didn't take my concerns seriously."
"So you're not mad at me anymore?" I repeated.
"Of course, not," Carmen assured me.
Carmen pulled back with a scowl on his face. "Not on your life!" he said emphatically.
Torch Holders: +1 (1) = 1
Painting of Torch Holder: +5
Sim Failing School: -5
Visit from Service Sim: -5
Passing Out: -5
Self-Urination: -5 (1) = -5
Accidental Deaths: -10
Social Worker Visit: -15
Births: +5 (3) = 15
Twin Births: +10
Triplet Births: +15
Fulfilling LTW: +40
Achieving Honor Roll: +5
Randomizing LTW choice and trait for a generation: +10
Not using spares Happiness points for a generation: +10
Every 100,000 dollars: +20
NPS Spouse reach the top of their career: +40
Cheat Penalty: -10 (2) = -20
Total = -9