Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Chapter 2-13 - Double the trouble, double the fun...

"I can't believe you couldn't learn to walk before our wedding," I grouched at Danjou, spending a short time polishing off his walking skills.  "All that morning wasted!"  I added a glare for good measure.  "You didn't even walk at the beach!"

Danjou almost immediately got the hang of the whole walking through, lending to my frustration.
"BOO!" Estevan snuck up behind me and jumped out at me.
All I have to say for him is that he should've known I was in a bad mood.
"You f*&%& ignoramus! I can't believe you f&*%^ scared me like that!  F&%@!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, heaving in great gulps of breath in an effort to calm down.  "I'm so f*&^% pissed at you right now," I threatened.
Estevan was immediately contrite.  "I'm sorry, Bitter. I didn't think it would be that big of a deal..."
"Don't!" I snapped, interrupting him.  "I don't even want to look at your stupid face right now." 
I stalked past him to fume in my room.  I loved him, but he was working my last nerve.  "I should leave his stupid butt," I muttered crankily under my breath as I walked away.

(Seriously. She rolled the wish to be mean to him after he scared her and then she rolled the wish to break up with him. Hm, we'll put that on the back burner for now, Bitter. If you're still mad after you've had your baby... then we'll talk...)

Danjou didn't even glance up as his mom stalked past.  He was happily playing with his toy.  He wondered how it was supposed to work, though. So far, he hadn't been able to put any of the blocks through the holes.
"Hey, buddy," his Dad said, coming into room.  "How's it going."
"DADA!" Danjou giggled happily, elated as his dad picked him up and began tickling him and playing with him. 

"Bad puppy!" Simone said when she walked outside and found the shredded newspaper.
"BAD!"
"BOO!"
"Oh for heavens sake!" Simone gasped, startled.  "You can't sneak up on a person of my years like that. What do you want to do? Give me a heart attack?"
Estevan rubbed his hands together evilly.

(Boy, his evil trait comes out at the most random times...)
And then...
"BOO!"
"Good one, babe," Estevan said as he gathered the shredded newspaper.

"You guys are going to kill me one day," Simone protested.

I shook my head, saying playfully, "Not yet, Mom."

Mom sent me a mom-glare and then stalked inside.

Bored, I ambled back inside and sank to the floor.  Good thing I had my yeti toy.  "No, Ginger. It's my toy. Go get your bone," I said, pushing the little puppy away and trying to protect my toy. 
"What are you doing?" Mom asked with surprise when she came back out of her room.

I rolled my eyes, "Duh. Playing."
"With a kid's toy?" she asked.  "Oh Bitter. Are you ever going to grow up?"

I jumped up in protest. "I AM grown up! I can play with toys if I want to!"
Mom didn't have a chance to respond because I immediately went into labor.  "Oh, this is all your fault! You made me go into labor!"
"ME?!" Mom said in distress. "I did not! Quick, let's go to the hospital!"

"I'M NOT GOING TO THE HOSPITAL!" I yelled irrationally.

"Oh, for heavens sake!" my Mom muttered.  "ESTEVAN! GET IN HERE!"
And then I held him in my arms. The cutest thing I'd ever seen.
I nibbled my lip as I considered what to name him.  I wanted to name him something cool, but a fruit with the letter E was going to be difficult.

In the end, it came down to a choice between Elderberry of Emus Apple.

Emus Apple, it was...
I put Emus in his crib and stretched.
Ugh, double the trouble, double fun...

Torch Holders: +1 (2) = 2
Painting of Torch Holder: +5 (1) = 5
Sim Failing School: -5
Visit from Service Sim: -5
Passing Out: -5 (2) = -10
Self-Urination: -5 (5) = -25 
Accidental Deaths: -10
Social Worker Visit: -15
Births: +5 (4) = 20
Twin Births: +10
Triplet Births: +15
Fulfilling LTW: +40
Achieving Honor Roll: +5 (2) = 10
Randomizing  LTW choice and trait for a generation: +10
Not using spares Happiness points for a generation: +10 (1) = 10
Every 100,000 dollars: +20
NPS Spouse reach the top of their career: +40
Cheat Penalty: -10 (2) = -20

A few scores I'm adding from now on (thanks for the ideas toxi!):
Pets, for each family pet: + 1 (1) = 1
Hands Off for a generation: +10
Fire!: -5  
 
Total = -7

Chapter 2-12 - Bad dog!

I was just lifting Danjou from the crib when I heard my mom hollering from the other room.

"Bitter Melon! You get that dog of yours from tearing up my couch!"

I sighed heavily and set Danjou down.  "Mommy's got to go find out what that little puppy is up to."

"No! Bad dog!" I said, shaking my finger at the little guy.
"Aw, I can't help it! You're such a cutie!" I dropped to my knee and stroked his little head. 

By the time I got back to Danjou, he was happily playing with his Imaginary Friend.
So I took the time to do something wanted to do!
"Your mom sure can play!" Estevan said while tapping his hand along with the beat.
Ginger bounded over towards Simone, yelping happily.
Aw, poor thing tripped and fell down.  (Sorry... cute puppy spam. I can't seem to help it!)
Apparently we didn't feed him enough because Ginger began gnawing on my furniture again.
I hurried to him and nudged him with my toe. "Ginger! NO!"
I didn't turn my back for 2 minutes when she was back at it again...
"Bad dog, BAD. DOG! Do you want to go straight back to the pound, missy?" I threatened. I swear, if this dog chewed something up, I was kicking her out!
Sighing heavily, I turned and looked at Estevan, "What are we going to do, Tevi? She's going to chew everything to pieces!"
Estevan brushed off my concerns.  "She's fine, Bitter. Look. She just needs a little play time."  He pulled the rope toy out and began playing with her.

I rolled my eyes.  Idiots.
But at least with the damn dog distracted, I could finish my picture.


Torch Holders: +1 (2) = 2
Painting of Torch Holder: +5 (1) = 5
Sim Failing School: -5
Visit from Service Sim: -5
Passing Out: -5 (2) = -10
Self-Urination: -5 (5) = -25 
Accidental Deaths: -10
Social Worker Visit: -15
Births: +5 (4) = 20
Twin Births: +10
Triplet Births: +15
Fulfilling LTW: +40
Achieving Honor Roll: +5 (2) = 10
Randomizing  LTW choice and trait for a generation: +10
Not using spares Happiness points for a generation: +10 (1) = 10
Every 100,000 dollars: +20
NPS Spouse reach the top of their career: +40
Cheat Penalty: -10 (2) = -20

A few scores I'm adding from now on (thanks for the ideas toxi!):
Pets, for each family pet: + 1 (1) = 1
Hands Off for a generation: +10
Fire!: -5  
 
Total = -7


Chapter 2-11 - Riding off into the sunset...

Simone clucked her tongue when she saw the piddle puddle right in front of Ginger's bed.  "You naughty puppy!" she admonished, shaking her finger at the pup.
Ginger rolled over in her sleep, growling softly, her little legs pumping as though she were running.

"That's not going to work on me!" Simone said sternly, giving up with a final sigh.  "Oh, for heaven sake.  I'll go get the mop."


For some reason, she felt restless this morning.  She was up before dawn and with nothing better to do, she tackled some chores that had been needing to be done.

She made sure to get rid of the old newspaper.  They proved too tempting for little Ginger.
And then she cleaned out the toilet bowl. She'd seen Ginger in here sniffing a few times. She wasn't entirely sure if the puddle on the floor was from the dog or from the toilet.

I woke up with a start.
Estevan was rambling on about their wedding last night while I was having a major nausea spell.  "Leave me alone!" I snapped angrily.

Estevan took the cue to leave the room.
"I see you, Estevan. Don't even try it," Simone warned him dead-pan. 
"AH!" he cried out, lunging towards her.

Simone gasped.  "I almost dropped Danjou! You irresponsible.. evil.. grr..." It was the first time in her life Simone had ever felt at a loss for words.
Turning her back on her son-in-law, she laid Danjou safely in the crib. Thankfully, she didn't see her daughter come out and begin making out with Estevan.
"Guess what! I'm pregnant!" I told him once I'd pulled my tongue out of his mouth.  "Isn't this perfect!"
Estevan was thrilled.  "Can we get married before the baby comes?"

"Hell yeah," I told him. "I want to get married while I can still fit in my hot dress!"
"Awesome! I have to go to work. You plan it all and let me know where to meet you!" Tevi said as he ran from the room.
"No pressure," I grumbled good-naturedly. But, thankfully, arranging the wedding was pretty low-maintenance. I just told everyone what I wanted.
"Come, you're going to walk for the wedding," I told Danjoy, picturing him in his cute formal wear walking down the aisle with me. 
"I come," Danjou said adorably.

YAP YAP YAP

Ginger was awake.  Truthfully, up until that minute, I'd kind of forgotten I'd gotten the puppy at all.
First, Ginger filled up on food.  Hopefully that meant I had enough time to teach Danjou to walk.
Ginger could hardly contain her energy. She kept running in circles from Danjou to my side, undecided which human she wanted to be with more.  Silly dog.

The appointed hour rolled around and it was time to go.  "Dang it, Danjou, you didn't learn to walk. Oh well. Guess you'll have to sit this one out."


My plan was perfect. Call the Old Beach Pier and set up the wedding for sunset at the beach.  Estevan was going to love the symmetry.

But, upon arriving, I realized that this could quickly get messy.  Half the guests were dressed for the beach and playing in the water and half were dressed in their formal wear.
As the sun began to sink below the horizon, I found Estevan and told him, "Well, we're all here, two kids and a dog..." I said.

He reached for my hands. "Just like you dreamed."

"Just like we dreamed," I told him.  "It wouldn't have happened without it being your dream, too."
We gathered together under the wedding arch.  Some dumbass had set up the arch backwards, so nobody was using the chairs I'd rented.

Whatever, I decided.  I was just going to roll with it.
"I promise to love you as long as I'm able, in good times and evil.."  I recited the vows that I had hand-written. 
Estevan slipped his ring on my finger.  I was married.
He pulled me into his arms and kissed me as the last of the sun's rays dipped below the watery horizon.
"Time for cake!" I called out, but it seemed that the party guests had mostly moved on to play in the water.

Danjou looked so sad when his Daddy went down to the water without him.
"Come on, Danjou, let's play with Daddy," I said, picking him up. 
We played in the water, kicking and splashing for another hour. 
As we left, I realized that even though the wedding hadn't turned out quite as I'd imagined, it was going to be an unforgettable evening.


Torch Holders: +1 (2) = 2
Painting of Torch Holder: +5 (1) = 5
Sim Failing School: -5
Visit from Service Sim: -5
Passing Out: -5 (2) = -10
Self-Urination: -5 (5) = -25 
Accidental Deaths: -10
Social Worker Visit: -15
Births: +5 (4) = 20
Twin Births: +10
Triplet Births: +15
Fulfilling LTW: +40
Achieving Honor Roll: +5 (2) = 10
Randomizing  LTW choice and trait for a generation: +10
Not using spares Happiness points for a generation: +10 (1) = 10
Every 100,000 dollars: +20
NPS Spouse reach the top of their career: +40
Cheat Penalty: -10 (2) = -20

A few scores I'm adding from now on (thanks for the ideas toxi!):
Pets, for each family pet: + 1 (1) = 1 (I'm adding this one for little Ginger!)
Hands Off for a generation: +10
Fire!: -5  
 
Total = -7