Chapter 4

I see you came back.  Always a pleasure to share my life with you.  Didn’t we leave off right before finding out who the second girl was?

Yep…this is exactly where we left off.  Courtney.  If you’re familiar with App Plains…then you will know her parents.

Imogene “Stuck Up” Pelly and her next door neighbor Booker Singleton.

Cue romantic spam until we are best friends or curfew hits, whichever hits first.

Curfew!!  Get home you two!!

Pop up time.

LOL! Thought that was kinda funny.

Yay.

The next day….

I’m riding Orion in my underwear.  I have no clue why, but it sounded fun at the time.  Anyway, I saw Courtney’s mom.  I yelled hi, but she ignored me.

Sooner or later, I will get level 5.

Sometimes I have Brandywyne and Blossom come along for the exercise.

Thanks to HTCTM, and the colored tabs from Twallan, I was informed that Courtney was at the Training Grounds….and I just happen to have horse that can teleport. 😀

We are going to get closer to the best friend stage.

We are now best friends.  Only took half the afternoon.

LOL He just now got the option to ask her to break up with her ex-boyfriend.

I am happy to report that me and Garret are still best friends   The slider just kinda moved the wrong way a tiny bit.

And with creepy Paparazzi lady watching..I finally made my move.

And again…it’s past curfew…

I came home to this…..

Just standing there innocently doing nothing right?

Wrong…there was a dirty, starving Florian at the edge of the property screaming.  He crawled straight to me as soon as I dismounted from Brandy.

Which was when HTCTM, finally noticed that the poor kid was in the red.  She had been under the assumption that someone would take care of him, while we established my future.

Oh, were you wondering what the parents were doing all this time?

Riding..but not for long.  They’re unicorns, ya know.

Curses on you, you horrible mommy!

Cris: Thanks. Orion!

Orion:  Don’t thank me.

Jill: Well that was quite unpleasant.

Orion: NEIGH NEIGH  (In horse…just be glad I can’t hurt you)

We missed the pictures leading to prom.

The next day, I realized my birthday was creeping ever closer.  I had really better get myself motivated.

Doing homework while my best friends keep me company and encourage me.

RIP Vera, whoever you are.

Going over to Courtney’s house.  I haven’t seen her outside of school all week.

Sometimes I wonder if she is clueless.  Yes, baby, I came through the door just a minute ago.

Hello!   Well, we established that kissing is fun.  Our first one since that one last week.

Oooh…is that..is that a TV??  How come I didn’t notice it while I was there.

HTCTM: Couldn’t be because you were counting her teeth with your tongue, could it?

Poor thing is tired and starving.  I didn’t have the heart to explain the dangers of bbqing in the house.

Everyone should know the basic rules of when a person kills dinner.

You eat it with a smile and pretend it’s the best meal you ever had.

Of course, considering I’ve only been allowed to eat apples, tomatoes and carrots for the past 10 years…it IS the best meal I have ever had.

Where did she go anyway???

Ahhh.. homework.  I better let her get that done.  It’s almost curfew anyway.

I leave you with this.

Wearing clothes for once too.

Riding and Fishing level 5..check.  Made level 4 of painting also.

Florian: Can’t wait to get back to IF and sing to him/her.

Florian:  Do you ever get that creepy feeling that someone is watching you with their evil, creepy eyes?

Florian: Yep, me too.  Only this time, it is really happening! :O

I have no clue what happened to his birthday and makeover pictures, but I did take them.

Flo:  I’m hungry, Cris.

Cris:  I’ll go get you an apple in just a minute.

Next time, we try and get this family back on track, but first.. a hint at what’s to come in the (now) Orion section.

Chapter 3.5: Pet

We got the attention that was completely lacking in the last section.

Welcome back, hoomins.  You’re just in time.

For what, you ask?

Sparklies!

Aww our little Lady is a daddy’s girl.  No horn but does have the unicorn trait.

I can has bath too?

Still looking for Santa, Mr. Reindeer wannabe?

Mr. R: I will find him.  I will!  He does exist I say.

Blossom:  Honey, I don’t think Lady is gonna cut it for heir.  Should we have one more go?

Brandywyne:  I think so.  I heard I’m to be sold soon.

I am a manly Unicorn and I can prove it!

Blossom: HTCTM, you already put this pic in with the hoomin side.

Me:  Yes, I know, but at least they can now figure out where in the horsey side it all fits in.

I will find Santa….I will.   I will never stop searching.

Stray: I can has treat?

Lady: That paper looks tasty, hoomin.

Cris: I can see that going over well.  “It’s like this, Teacher.  My horse ate my homework.”

Brandy!  When I skill up more, I’d be happy to paint you.  I just don’t think sticking your head THROUGH the painting counts!

Brandy:  andnkdoerhqan

Cris: What?  You will probably need to move so you can speak.

Brandy:  I said, “Oops, my bad.”

Just because it was so funny.

Brandy: My baby!   My baby is deformed….quick….quit without saving. HURRY!!!!

Back shortly folks…gotta fix the baby.

Had to go back and do some replaying.  Lady wanting someone to make treats. (Cris is still a child at this point, Jill finds out she’s preg. again in the next shot)

10 million things going on at once out of nowhere.   Lady is having a birthday.

Queue zoom to our next have to see moment.

I’m giving birth…hopefully it’s not deformed this time.

Our 2nd generation heir.  Meet Orion.  We gave up on the female line.  She only produced one girl out of four or five foals.

Orion is a hornless unicorn with markings!   Not happy about him being his mother’s clone, but beggars can’t be choosers at this point.

(next zoom point was Cris’ teen birthday)

Orion: Daddy, what ya doin’?

Brandy: I am being hypnotized by the painting.

Orion:  huh?

Brandy: Nevermind.

Brandy; Sniffing paint, is not the same as sniffing glue.

Orion: *shudder*  Don’t say the “g” word!!!

Orion: NEIGH! NEIGH!!   I mean…It’s my birthday!  Come pay attention to me.

HTCTM:  I’m here, Orion…everyone else is asleep.

Well in that case.

HTCTM quickly runs to MC and fixes the shadow deer.

It didn’t work

We are now caught up to the hoomin side of things.  Will Mr. Reindeer get his skin back?  Will he find Santa….We may never know.

Next comes several days (sim days) where all animal  portraits are broken.

Chapter 3

After finally making some money, we built (i.e. went into build mode and dragged the garden bigger) additional room for the garden.  With Unicorns and horses everywhere, we are finally getting Zenyattas too.  They are so cute…until they number in the double digits.

It’s getting to the point that it takes two people to tend the garden.  I would literally murder a whole town for a sprinkler.

Gussie dutifully helps out and then transfers everything he has picked into my backpack.  Such a wonderful man.

Pretty soon it all started to pay off.

It’s going pretty slowly, since the trip to town can take almost a decade.  I have learned to save up a lot before selling it.

I don’t even know what an omni plant is, but go me!

Cristano does his homework everyday without fail (i.e. he did not get an IF so there was nothing else to do).

That idiot HTCTM finally decided to find out about bbqs and firepits.  Too bad we couldn’t figure out how to use the bbq without a fridge

It was such a momentous occasion that me and Gussie got dressed in our finest for this.

Gussie was finally able to change his LTW (i.e. no points for not using happiness points) to Perfect Mind, Perfect Body.

He was maxed out on Logic when I married him.  He spent everyday for months and months at the gym.  Jogging there and then being to fatigued and riding the bike home.

After homework, Cris headed out to try fishing.  He wanted to hit level 5 before he became a young adult.

He fished all afternoon and late into the evening.  Such a good boy though and stopped before his curfew and got home in plenty of time.

 Meanwhile (while Cris was fishing)……..

A freak storm happened!  It seemed to only affect our lot though.  People were coming from miles around.  I immediately went had to redecorate.

Unfortunately, electricity “hasn’t” been invented yet.  I have treeless lights (hahahaha can’t believe I put that) lightless trees.

Gussie found some weird radioactive material and insisted that we use part of it to top both trees.

(LOL..i.e.,HTCTM just realized they were lighted)

Gussie:  Honey, have you changed your mind about the one child only rule?

Jill:  No.  Please stop asking.

Gussie:  *sigh* I’m not happy about this.

Jill: I know.

Gussie: Can’t believe Jill snuck off and left me to do all this work!

*Teaser*  An heir in the making?

I didn’t document it all, but this is a 3 hour Court proceeding.  I love this part in the story where he doubles over laughing, almost falling off the chair.

Heard the bedroom music and zoomed in the house.

I didn’t hear a lullaby, but we will make sure.

another teaser of the other family.   But caught Gussie and Jill….again.  Stopped the TFB immediately when it showed up.

More Court proceedings.   *note*  Finally made the rainbow potty

Still getting strays.  (HTCTM) Then realized there was wilting in the garden and went on a find Gussie and Jill mission.

Gussie:  Hahaha…you showed up too late.

HTCTM:  Back at you..no lullaby, blank shooter.

Gussie: You dare say that?!?!?

Yep.

Gussie: Fine then I am going to bed.

Gussie *whispers*: You think she’s gone?

Jill: Just keep pretending.  She has to check the kid and horses shortly.

Gussie:  Okay..*SNORE*

Jill: That sounded so fake.

Gussie: Oops

..and this is why dear reader, I have to either keep walls down or the roof off.

You two totally suck!  If I had a simself, she’d totally insert herself in this game and beat the living crap outta you both.

Jog to the gym and don’t come back for 3 levels.

Yay!

Well, it’s finally that time!  Even the Zenyatta showed up.

Ignore the foal…..you aren’t supposed to him/her/it yet.    Ugh okay..that’s Orion.  LOL But that’s all I have to say

Hey lady!  It’s winter…it’s been winter for 5 years…no bathing suit!

High school girls..here I come!

The next day, I was getting ready to brush yet another stray…

You okay, lady?

Jill: Yes, cat.  I’m fine.

You should, maybe, I don’t know..go in the house?

Stray to wild horse: I told her to go inside!

Jill: Look horse unless you’re a doctor, get out the way

  (htctm: that looks suspiciously like the foal that wouldn’t stick around earlier in life….just noticed that)

Wild Horse: Your hoomin male is jerk for ignoring your screams of pain.

Florian is born to the rousing hoof stomps from every wild horse in the world.

Hoomin female, everyone, hoomin and horse alike, knows that snow = cold.

I shall help you keep the baby warm until you grow a brain and take him inside.

Literally, 20 minutes after birth…she leaves.

More and more often I find myself heading away from the wackos I call parents.  We are barely on speaking terms any more.  They are such peasants.   (he rolled the snob trait).

Not that they paid much attention to me as a child.

If it breaks, guess who fixes it.

Do you really need to ask?

When it cries, I feed, change and play with it.

I find myself alone working on my riding skills.  I am determined to have level 5 before young adulthood hits me.

Nope..not gonna say who I’m riding.

I was informed that since there are only two girls in my age group, that I had better get my behind in gear.

Option 1.  Too bad she sounds funny and looks like a monkey bitch slapped her.

She is the product of Kim and Felipe Marshall.  Luckily, I talked HTCTM out of giving her a makeover, told her I wasn’t interested. 

Option 2.  She looks promising.  Makeover!  Hurry!

*drools*  Wanna go to prom?

Stay tuned until next time.  Who is she?  Will she agree to go?

Chapter 2.5: Pet

Warning: Partial Sim nudity at the end.

Let’s jump right in, shall we?

A/N:  This will backtrack a bit and should end about the same time as the human side of the story.

Hello, baby hoomin!  Nice to meecha.

See, daddy.  I told you baby hoomin was cool.

Brandywyne:  Smells kinda stinky to me son.

Cris: I make tinky!

Charm:  Wow, and people say horses stink!  P-eeeeewwwwww!

Hoomins aren’t the only ones with sparklies, you know.

It tickles!

I sure turned out handsome.

Hey, why don’t you let me get used to being this tall before you start training.

Ok, I changed my mind.  That did turn out kind of fun.

HTCTM: Stud payment $800.  Sold for $4500.
They were hurting for money.  Only got him to level 3 of racing and jumping.

Missed the birth of Charley somewhere.  This is Lucky.  Foal #3.

Little Lucky is so adorable.

Lucky: Have you seen my daddy?

Jill: Um..no but I think your mommy is at the top of the screen drinking.

Here is baby Lucky with adult Charley.

Charley: Have you seen the ball?

Lucky:  Not lately.  Have you seen daddy?

Charley: Stud payment $1747. Sold: $8800.

Jump level 3. Racing level 9.

Lucky: Stud $865 Sold: $4461

Race and jump levels were not obtained. He is a unicorn, but I think he was born with 0 and got to 3 maybe.

HTCTM: None were chosen for heir because they were identical to Blossom without the markings.

We are still the stray animal capital of town.

No gnomes were used either.

A/N: Not much of an update.  Jill and  Gussie were basically starving to death and working in the garden 90% of the time.  They would autonomously stop what they were doing and head for the bed and I had to pretty much keep them in sight the whole time.  Other than that, they only stopped when they were about to pass out from lack of sleep.  With the pegs and xylophone right there in the garden, it was easy keeping Cris happy and fed.  They would put him in the crib or take him out on their potty breaks.When Gussie was finished gardening he would then go riding to get some skilling done.

Chapter 2

So, Blossom tells you everything that’s going on with her   Cool!  I need to get back to what I was doing.

Gussie was just here screaming about taxi’s and hospitals.  “It’s against the rules, honey.  How hard can a home birth be anyway?  Go take a nap while I do my thing.”

See, not so bad if you only have happy thoughts.

Gussie:  “Can you keep it down!  I’m trying to get my zzZZZzz’s.”

Jill: I got sparklies!

Mommy! Hair…choking…Help, you impaled my chin!   I’m too small to fight back!

Introducing Crisanto Vinson, a neurotic (rolled) genius (locked in) who likes Country music, cheesesteak and the color orange.

Daddy to the rescue!

A/N: I think this is a little while later.  He is already wishing for more

Hello Mr. Raccoon, can you please refrain from attacking my garbage can?

I learned that puppy dog eyes and whining, will get me help in the garden.   Poor guy is clueless though.

Now you see me…..

Now you don’t!

More sparklies…Hurry, HTCTM give me a makeover!  (HTCTM – hand that controls the mouse)I don’t wanna see it!  This orange is too bright.  Make it go away.

As with all toddlers, he quickly found his nose.

*adds walls to my growing list of things to clean*

*Pouting Gussie*  Why can’t we have more?

Jill:  It’s against the rules.

Gussie:  I’m standing here until you change your mind.

Jill:  You’ll get hungry eventually.

Watching the chipmunk!

Where’s daddy?  I have a garden that needs tending.  He’s the family oriented one and can probably do this quicker.  Potty training is icky!

It’s about time son, we have been at it for like 6 hours, two feedings, 1 nap and 3 claw attacks.

My mommy is missing…call the cops!

Gussie:  Even the readers can see her hooves right there!  She’s 10 feet away.  If I called the cops Jill would find out and I’d be stuck back in the garden anyway.

*to himself*  Fearless foals ltr stat!

Just a few more steps and then you can get back to the xylophone.  I promise

I am so ready for electricity, a fridge, A/C and a car

Nope..no wanna tawk, daddy.

Gussie: You have to learn at some point.

Crisanto: That’s what you think.

Please!  Don’t make me cry like a baby!

Fine!  Toothbrush.  Why don’t you use one, your breath is downright disgusting…. and change my diaper, you evil man.  I am hungry, tired and I stink.

Yes, I can see that you’re very unhappy down there..but I have this sudden urge to hit the garden…

And get all sparkly!   Happy Birthday to me!

HTCTM: Didn’t realize he was so much older than Jill.

Will we ever see the hat again?  Stay tuned!

Why am I just standing here doing nothing?

Oh yeah…cuz I’m too hungry to find food in the garden

HTCTM:  I was out doing horse things when I heard the bed music and zoomed over to this.  Screaming lonely kid, and two parents TFB’ing autonomously.

I canceled it out as quick as I could.  MC informed me that it was a failed attempt.  I totally need to change Gussie’s LTW at first opportunity too.

Wow, honeycakes, you wore my ass out!   Go take care of the kid.

Jill:  Nah, my legs weren’t ever made to go behind my head like that.  You take care of him.

Birthday for me!

Screams:  Mommy, mommy help.  I’m deformed.  *sob*  It’s bad enough it’s almost 2012 and you make us live like it’s 1812.  People are really gonna make fun of me now.

FOOD!   I swear, mom, if this is carrot cake…I will hurt you.

It looks and smells like a real cake, but I should probably taste it to make sure.

*scarfing cake*  Thanks Mom!  By the way.  I hate veggies and require dinner at a restaurant…every night.

Jill:  Good luck with that kid.

And we end the human portion of this chapter with….RToA!

*thinking to himself*  What is so awesome about a rainbow tub????

*snore*  Rainbow Tub of Awesomeness, I *snore* ❤ you!  So *snore* comfy.

Night night.