Boreal Springs

December 28, 2009

Davis – Round 27: ‘Run This Town’

Filed under: Davis,Yu — Tags: , , , , , , , , , — Mao @ 9:38 pm

Fou-Lu Yu and Elena Davis are at the end of their adult lives.  The big transition will change little for them, still happily unmarried.  Emily Davis isn’t a little girl anymore and is quickly figuring out what she wants from life.

Now that Emma is back from college and living in Aperture, she visits often.  Thankfully, the visits aren’t nearly as strained as they had once been.  Elena and Fou-Lu were barred from giving her any help, but she was allowed to visit.  It was difficult, to not slip her some money, but the repercussions from Gordon would be severe.  Emma never asked for help, she toughed it out, happy to just see her family.

Emily was always quiet during her older sister’s visits.  They’d never been terribly close.

Emily shared her mother’s love for dance, but in a more casual way.  She wasn’t sure if she wanted a career in it, in fact, she wasn’t sure she wanted a career in anything.  She wasn’t so jaded to think life was easy and the streets were paved with gold; she was just aware that she had an opportunity most didn’t–she could decide what she wanted to do.  She was going to take her time and figure it out, find something she truly loved.

“As long as it isn’t a life of crime,” was Elena’s only opinion on the matter.  She always worried that her girls would get the wrong impression from their grandfather.  “And it involves college.”

Emily sighed, “not everything has to involve college.”

“Well, it should.  Good girls go to college… even Emma managed to make it through college!”

Fou-Lu took his chance quickly, “there’s plenty of time to figure it out.”

“Oh, no.  Not a word from you–look how long it took you!  Don’t be like your father, Emily.  It only makes life ten times more difficult, you need to have goals and ambitions.”

Fou-Lu made a face, “I had goals!”

“Your only goal was to wake up every morning.  You still don’t have goals.”

“I have a job, though.  A great one!”

“Because of your family connections.  You lucked out, fell into it.”

Emily rolled her eyes, “will you two stop?  I’m not going to waste time, I’ll figure it out… just give me a chance, okay?  Sheesh.”

Fou-Lu continued to mutter, “…at least my family doesn’t involve some crazy vampire crime boss…”

Elena and Fou-Lu’s birthdays snuck up on them before they realized it.  They’d gone through a lot together and despite being so different, had managed to make it work in the end.  Sure, they bickered sometimes and even argued, but it was just part of the deal.  When you’re so different, you’re bound to run into conflict; the entire point was that they got through it and loved one another despite it.

Emily had to be careful not to fall into her older sister’s footsteps.  Being who she was, she fell easily into the ‘elite’ group of teens in high school.  Despite living in Aperture, she attended the same academy, so her circle of friends consisted of Alexander and Charity Saunders.  Emily and Charity didn’t always see eye-to-eye, but Alexander was the mediator between the two.  To Emily, Charity was just too wild and to Charity, Emily was just a big old prude.

They would gather at Emily’s house sometimes, when it was convenient, usually on weekends.  It was located downtown and surrounded by all sorts of fun things.  All their families had money, so it isn’t like they had to worry about not being able to pay or make their way around.

The elite group consisted of five teens…

Deidre O`Hanlon, of course, was their leader.  It was her exotic looks and ridiculous charisma that had drawn so much attention and popularity.  Being the daughter of a famous actor and director sure didn’t hurt, either.  Never far behind Deidre was Dominic Knight.  The opposite of Deidre’s outgoing and charismatic nature, Dominic preferred brooding stares to actual conversation.  It was a front, of course.  Dominic was as friendly as the next, but he just preferred to leave all the senseless talking to Deidre.

His sister, Nadia, was excluded from the group given her childhood rivalry with Deidre.  Deidre had been willing to let things pass, but Nadia had gone a step too far when she insinuated that Deidre’s eyes were contacts.  That was the last straw.

Charity and Alexander Saunders, unlike Dominic and Nadia Knight, are inseperable.  When you see one, you can be sure the other is not far behind.  It’s a miracle they manage to use the gender restricted bathrooms without going into shock.  While not as brutal as their older sister, they still have a bit of a mean streak to them.  It’s usually a good idea to stay on their good side.  Alexander effectively ‘blocks’ any male that might try to take Charity up on one of her lewd offers.

Emily Davis, compared to the rest, seems unremarkable.  She knows that’s not true and she’s quite content letting them take the spotlight.  She’s the one behind the scenes, directing the events and moving the players around on the stage.  She’s the nicest one in the bunch and usually tries her best to keep the peace.  She still talks to Nadia Knight and while friends with everyone in the group, is closest to Alexander.

There’s plenty of rumors, but Emily laughs them off.  They’re not closely related and any relation they may have would have started out as halved, but still… Alexander is a friend.  Nothing more, nothing less.  Whether or Alexander agrees, however, is a very good postulation…

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Note from Mao: Nothing exciting at the Davis house, unfortunately.  Emily is a Family sim so she’s obsessed with her first kiss, but there aren’t any compatible male teens out there for her yet, sigh.  She’ll have to wait!  She’s part of the it-group because she befriended Alexander.  These guys make a scary little group.  I wouldn’t want to go to high school with them.  ;)

It would be so easy to hook Alexander and Emily up.  Of course, it’s weird because Michael and Elena consider themselves siblings even though they’re not.  They’d guarantee me some CC genetics and nice face structures.  Unfortunately, unless the sims press the issue, I won’t.  The Elena/Michael thing would be enough for Michael to throw a fit and Elena to be disgusted, LOL.  If they did press it, it’d make for a hilariously gross storyline.

And now, a funny outtake picture.  Dominic starts talking about aliens and Deidre just has this look on her face, LOL!  I think she’s tired of hearing it, poor girl.  She’s smart, but everyone only knows her for her “exotic looks”.

August 8, 2009

Davis – Round 26: ‘What I Am’

Filed under: Davis,Yu — Tags: , , , , , — Mao @ 3:30 pm

Note from Mao: I forgot to pull Emily’s child picture from SimPE before she aged to teen… so, um, she’ll be on the family picture next time!

Fou-Lu and Elena needed to get out of the house, so they met up with Michael and Sade downtown.  It took a lot of convincing to get Michael to come, he wasn’t one for groups, hanging out, or going downtown.  Still, Elena missed her brother and managed to wheedle him into coming.  Sade was just happy to show off her Awesome Tan to an even wider audience.

Of course, their first stop was the pool table.  It was still light out, even if it wouldn’t be in an hour, and it just felt wrong to hit the bar so early.  They split up into teams, girls VS boys.  Of course, Fou-Lu did enough smack-talking to make up for Michael’s quiet nature, but Sade was perhaps the worst.

“Come on, Elena, it’s your turn!”

“I wouldn’t keep her waiting,” Michael advised sagely.  “She’s… very competitive.”

Elena sighed, “I’ve noticed.”

“What kind of shot was that, babe?  Were you aiming for the wall?” Fou-Lu remarked, watching as the cue ball nearly rocketed a solid off the table.

Elena let out a disgruntled sigh, “maybe I was aiming for you.”

“If you were, you missed big time.  I’m over here.”

Sade looked away from Michael and saw the shot, “what was that?!  This game was ours!”

Thanks to Elena’s poor shot, the guys won.  Fou-Lu’s idea of a victory shake, however, was quite different from Michael’s.  While he’d never admit it openly, he did take a step back after Michael stopped reeling from the joy buzzer, his face twisted in anger.

“All in good fun, man!” Fou-Lu said, laughing.

Michael wasn’t nearly as jovial, “don’t do that again.”

“Not a problem…”

They were only at the bar for an hour before it got ridiculously crowded.  Sade was happy to share her tan with everyone, but some people were getting a little too close for comfort.  Some guy in a ridiculous jacket had taken to following her around, much to Michael’s chagrin.

“Let’s go get something to eat,” Sade said to Elena over the loud music.  “I’m tired of this creep following me around.”

“You’re the one who had to get that awesome tan,” Elena said, chuckling.

Michael made his way over, giving his sister a look, “food sounds like a good idea.”

They stopped at a diner on the outskirts of the city on their way home.  It was quaint, but you could tell it was starting to get late, as the revelers and drunks were slowly filtering in through the doors.  Fou-Lu took this quiet opportunity to ask about their vacation.

“So, has your tan really helped you with friends?”

“Sure, why wouldn’t it?  Everyone wants to know that girl with the awesome tan!”

Michael sighed, “isn’t it about time for it to fade?”

Elena laughed, “you wish, Michael.”

Emily Davis was the opposite of her sister, Emma.  She was polite, mild-mannered, and ignored.  At least, that’s the way she felt.  She was an amazing pianist, her skill surpassed even that of her father and sister, yet she constantly felt like she was stuck in Emma’s ever-looming shadow.  She got accolades for her talents and perfect report cards, but it didn’t seem to be enough.  Emma was always present in the conversations, her name mentioned several times daily.

Emily loved her sister, but she was beginning to dislike her troublesome ways.  She just seemed intent on keeping all attention focused entirely on her.

It was no surprise, then, that when Emma visited, Emily made herself scarce.  Elena and Fou-Lu sat her down, intent to have a talk with her.  Elena had spoken to Gordon and was quite well-informed of her daughter’s misdeeds.  She was hardly pleased.

“We’re proud you’re keeping up with your scholarships,” Elena began.  “But we’re worried about your social life.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Emma said, feigning ignorance.

“This business with Gregory and Lydia.  We know what you did, Emma.  How could you?”

Emma rolled her eyes, “I’m a big girl now, I can make my own decisions.  Why does everyone have to have a hand in my business or what I do?”

Elena was quickly enraged, “do you think this is come kind of joke, Emma?  These are people, not playthings!  You can’t just push and manipulate everyone to do what you want them to do.  You can’t just take something because you want it.  That’s not how the world works.”

“It’s not like I killed anyone,” Emma retorted, though her excuse was a poor one and she knew it.  “I don’t get what the big deal is!  Everyone knows they’re a terrible couple.  I’ve been friends with him just as long as she has.”

“The difference being that he chose Lydia, not you.  He loves her and you, being his friend who supposedly cares about him, you should support him.  Love isn’t a selfish thing, Emma.  You don’t hurt the people you love!”

Emma snorted derisively, “oh, right, because you guys were such a stellar example of that.  Way to be a hypocrite, mom.”

Elena had enough, she stood up and gave her daughter a terrible look, “you’re a terrible, spoiled little girl who needs to grow up and show some respect.  You weren’t raised to be like this.”

Elena stormed off, leaving Fou-Lu and Emma alone.  Emily was there, but she played the piano quietly in the background, lost in the music.  She wasn’t paying attention at all.  It was just more ‘Emma drama’, after all, nothing new.

“You know you shouldn’t talk to your mother like that, Em.  I agree with her.  I just, I don’t get it.  You were always such a sweet girl, what happened?” Fou-Lu sighed.  “Maybe it is our fault, confusing you with the on again, off again… but even so, if you know we’re a bad example, why follow it?”

“I just can’t get any privacy.  Why does everyone have to be in my business?”

“Because your business involves a prevalent family, Em.  If you think Roman Anderson is going to let you anywhere near his son, you’re mistaken.  Especially after all of this.” He put his hand on her shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze.  “Gregory isn’t the type to love two people and I think its pretty obvious what he wants.  I think it’s been obvious all along.  Sometimes, you can’t always have what you want.”

Emma stood up, clearly learning nothing from the exchange, “whatever.  I’m going back.  This was obviously a waste of time.”

Emily made friends, but it was difficult to keep them, especially when they lived all the way in Boreal Springs.  Her favorite friend was Megan Alioto.  They got along famously and Megan’s mother, Valerie, would even bring her downtown for visits.  They weren’t sure why her mother always seemed to be going downtown, but they weren’t about to question it.  It gave them a chance to hang out and play together.

Emily’s birthday snuck up on everyone and before she knew it, she was a young lady.  She definitely took a lot from her Saunders side, favoring her mother’s side of the family considerably.  She still had her father’s eyes, though.  She was still a sweet girl who was determined to have her own family someday.  She certainly didn’t want to cause her parents as much trouble as Emma had.

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Note from Mao: Holy crap, Emily turned out amazing!  I’m still kind of shocked.  It’s hilarious what several generations of breeding will get you.  I didn’t start out with any default templates when I made my founding sims, they were all edited and tweaked.  So it’s definitely cool to see it carry through generations.

Sade and Michael autonomously stopped by the apartment, so I had them all go out for an adult outing.  Fou-Lu is a day from becoming an elder and Elena is getting close, too.  So they needed one last adult hurrah.

Emma, also, is a little brat.  She came over to see her parents and argued with them the ENTIRE TIME.  None of that was staged.  Any attempt made by Fou-Lu or Elena to speak to her resulted in negative reactions and Elena actually did get quite mad with her, lol.

Some outtake shots.  This one is from the diner.  Why is Countess Emily Saunders chatting up some random downtownie about potty training Selene?  Also, I just realized I have two Emily’s.  Oops.  I’ll just call one Countess and one not, lol.

Sade’s Awesome Tan isn’t just useful to her, but her friends, as well.  This cracked me up.

June 13, 2009

Davis – Round 25: ‘Leaving the Nest’

Filed under: Davis,Yu — Tags: , , , , , — Mao @ 12:16 pm

Fou-Lu Yu and Elena Davis have had a rocky relationship, but things are finally starting to even out for them.  Emma is heading off to college soon and little Emily is growing more everyday.

“You’ll love college,” Fou-Lu said to his daughter before leaving for the weekend.  He wouldn’t be around to see her off, so he was squeezing in some ‘fatherly advice’ while he could.  “Just remember, though, college boys are bad.  I should know, I was one.”

“Isn’t that why mum dumped you?  Didn’t she get pregnant before graduation?”

“And that’s exactly why you should avoid boys at all costs!”

Emma shook her head, “you don’t have to worry, dad.  I’m only interested in one boy and he’s the polar opposite of you.”

“Good girl.”

“Do you regret having me so young” Emma asked her mother at breakfast.  She was starting to get nervous.  Most of her things were packed already.

Elena thought about it for a moment, “not now, I mean, I still wonder what would have happened… but you were and are still my priority.  I wouldn’t have gone back and changed anything.”

“What about not telling dad and breaking up with him?”

“That’s complicated, Emma.  Relationships aren’t just black and white.  They’re complicated, they hurt, and a lot of times, you’d probably be better off without them,” Elena stared across the table at her daughter.  “I love your father, but that doesn’t mean our relationship was always the best at particular times.  Pushing and forcing things to fit doesn’t work.”

Emma tried not to notice that her mother had turned it around on her.  She finished up her pancakes and accepted her mother’s explanation for what it was, nothing more, nothing less.

With Emma gone, the house seemed strangely empty.  Even little Emily noticed the loss, preferring to sneak into Emma’s old room and sleep.  At first, Six wasn’t too happy about her bed being occupied, but she got over it.  Emily was company.  Six definitely missed Emma.

Everyone adjusted, though, and the days settled into a routinue.  Elena kept up her career and Fou-Lu spent time with Emily.  Of course, his true goal was to get Emily to say ‘dad’ before ‘mom’.  Elena just shook her head and made a face when he boasted that she’d totally do it.

She wondered how Emma was doing at school and hoped she wasn’t doing anything she’d regret.

Emily grew into an active child who loved jumping on the bed.  Elena would scold her, but Fou-Lu would usually encourage it or jump with her, much to Elena’s chagrin.  Emily definitely resembled her Saunders heritedge, looking very little like her parents and more like her grandpa Gordon and his sons.

The apartment was big, but clearly not big enough.  Emily found out that the restroom being connected to her parent’s bedroom was quite inconvenient.  She had several awkward exits, that’s for sure.  Thankfully, her parents were nonethewiser.  That was just one talk she really didn’t want to have, yet.

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Note from Mao: Emily looks SO MUCH like a Saunders it isn’t even funny.  I see no Yu there.  None.  Wow.  Also, Emma is at college now.  Also, sorry that this update was so disjointed.  I was trying to play through multiple crashes/etc.  I’ve also increased the picture size.

March 12, 2009

Davis – Round 24: ‘Emma’s Way’

Filed under: Davis,Yu — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 10:36 am

Fou-Lu Yu and Elena Davis have been together, on and off, for what seems like a lifetime.  They were perfectly happy with their daughter, Emma, but Elena had a surprise pregnancy and now Emily has joined them.  Will they all be able to adjust to the changes?

Elena had been dubious about another baby, she worked enough as it was, would she miss seeing this one, too?  She had been there for practically all of Emma’s firsts.  It almost seemed wrong to deny little Emily that right, too.  Still, Elena had been “alone” then.  Her parents had helped.  Fou-Lu was here now and he had every right to seeing the things he missed with Emma.

Babies were a new concept for Fou-Lu.  He vaguely remembered Zhou as a baby and he’d completely missed Emma’s early years.  Babies weren’t nearly as fun to interact with as toddlers or children, though, and he could certainly do without the dirty diapers.

Emma wasn’t nearly as accepting as her parents had hoped.  She stayed in her room often, citing that she needed “time alone”.  She didn’t necessarily dislike her younger sister, but her mind was preoccupied.  Gregory Anderson had gone to college and she was left here.  She had been convinced she had a chance, but if he was alone with Lydia?  That chance was dying with every passing day.  Emma still couldn’t wrap her mind around why Gregory was so adamantly going after a girl who didn’t seem to want him.  Sure, they had been friends forever, but she was poor and Gregory had things to accomplish.  Lydia couldn’t help with that, she wasn’t charming and cultured like Emma.

Elena and Fou-Lu tried to spend time with Emma, to show her that it wasn’t all about the new baby.  It was then that she revealed the baby wasn’t the reason for her being so sullen.  She told them to just leave her alone.  When she got up and went upstairs, Fou-Lu looked at Elena.

“When did she become a teenager?”

Elena cringed as she heard Emma’s door slam, “I don’t know.”

“I feel old,” Fou-Lu sighed.

“Me, too…”

Emma made a new friend, Daisy Saunders.  She was nice and smart, too.  Daisy had a twin, Sage, who was really popular but Emma didn’t really know her all that well.  From what she’d heard, she hung out with Jennifer Knight and Rosa Anderson.  Rosa was Lydia’s sister.  That was enough to make Emma stay away.

With her parents working a lot, Emma often got stuck babysitting her rapidly growing sister.  Emily was getting big, fast.  Emma was almost sad that she’d be leaving for college soon, probably not long after Emily was a child.  She’d miss really getting to bond with her sister.  Maybe having a sibling wasn’t so bad after all.  It was just too bad Elena couldn’t have had her earlier!

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Note from Mao: It seems strange to me that Elena and Fou-Lu will be elders soon.  That just seems wrong.  LOL!  Another generation in, another generation out.  Emma is a strange girl.  I’m interested what trouble she’ll cause next round in Uni.  She’s younger than Lydia and Gregory.

Also, a sidenote, I have a new blog Ocean’s 10.  I know, I know, another blog?  But it’s an easy one–it’s a VERY simple legacy type challenge where everyone uses the same founder.  Check it out for more info.  It won’t take away from BS.  I have too much free time right now, I’m already on round 25!

February 9, 2009

Davis – Round 23: ‘Surprise!’

Filed under: Davis — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 12:03 am

Fou-Lu and Elena have finally reconciled, much to their daughter Emma’s delight.  They have no plans to get married anytime soon, but are enjoying their new found family dynamic.

Emma and Six continued to be inseparable.  Six would wait until Emma came home from school and their routine would begin.  Emma liked to watch television before she started her homework and Six would sit and watch as aptly as her childhood master.  It was an odd sight, a cat watching TV, but one that they became accustomed to.  Where Emma went, Six went.

Fou-Lu’s work schedule allowed him to spend an ample amount of time caring for and spending time with Emma.  It certainly made up for the years he’d been missing from her life (no choice on his part, he didn’t know she existed!)  He would keep an eye on her and then tuck in her when it was bed time.  He was still the same old Fou-Lu, but caring for Emma caused him to be a little bit more grown up.  He learned to consider her before himself.

Elena, unfortunately, did not have the ability to spend heaps of time with Emma.  Her job kept her very busy and while she wanted to succeed, she was beginning to feel a pang of jealousy for all the time Emma and Fou-Lu had together.  She felt like she was slowly slipping out of Emma’s life and off the radar.  When Emma brought her report card home, she usually ran past her and to Fou-Lu.  Of course, Emma also knew that Elena was very busy and probably just didn’t want to bother her.

It was a horrible thought.  Elena wished she had more time to spend with her daughter.

When Elena voiced her concerns to Fou-Lu, he told her not to worry about it.  That Emma didn’t like him anymore than he liked her and she was being silly.  Emma was more like Elena than him, so he assured her that it was simply a matter of her knowing and not wanting to interfere with Elena’s ambitions.  It comforted Elena a little, but she was still determined to spend more time with her daughter.

Little did she know something was in the works to guarantee her plenty of time…

Elena found out, quite abruptly, that she was pregnant.  It was a shock, to be sure.  She had been on the job and had to run off-stage to go puke her guts out.  After several more bouts of completely unbearable nausea, she went to the doctor’s.  When she came home with the news, Fou-Lu was happy, but Emma was a bit put off.  She wasn’t ready to share her parents.

“You’re going to look like a beachball!  Beachballs are gross!”

“How do you think she looked with you, brat?” Fou-Lu countered good-naturedly.

“Not like a beachball!”

As Elena’s pregnancy advanced, so did Emma’s age.  She was soon a teenager and filled with a teenager’s concerns and whims.  She still wasn’t pleased about the impending addition.  She really didn’t want to have to share her parents.  She had been the baby, and she liked it.  She was spoiled.

“Come on, Em.  You know that’s not true.  We love you, and a baby won’t change that,” Elena tried to reassure her daughter.

“But you’ll be so busy with the new baby and you’ll think ‘well, Emma is old enough, she can care for herself’ and I’ll be left out in the cold!”

Elena sighed, “you know that’s ridiculous.  Stop it.  We love you.”

“Yeah, well,” Emma began, indignant, “if you start ignoring me, I’ll run away to Grandpa Gordon’s!  He’ll still love me…”

Eventually, Emma came around, not completely, but enough.  She would try to feel when the baby kicked and was quite fascinated by the way the pregnancy progressed.  It wasn’t as gross as it had been when she was younger.  She still didn’t want to share, but maybe being a big sister wouldn’t be completely awful… besides, they had found out it was a girl and having a little sister was a much better prospect than having a baby brother!

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Note from Mao: Elena did give birth, but it was after the round was over (I couldn’t wait to see it).  It was a girl named Emily… with, get this, the ANDERSON skintone.  WTF?  Anyway, you’ll see her next round.  Oh, and I lost the picture, but Emma has a big crush on Gregory Anderson, FYI.

Also, during this round, I was met with a MAJOR surprise.  All of the sudden, I heard BOOOOING!  So I looked around and saw Viola slapping Patrick silly.  Uh oh!  Someone’s been busted!  I had completely forgot that he and the landlord were semi-lovers and yeah.  The BBQ turned into Jerry Springer.

So, that’ll be something to deal with next round.  Note that Patrick is right there, too.  sigh.

January 18, 2009

Davis – Round 22: ‘You Turn the Screws, End’

Filed under: Davis,Yu — Tags: , , , , , , , , , — Mao @ 11:37 am

Emma was ecstatic when her father, Fou-Lu Yu, moved in with them at the new place Elena had procured.  He even brought a present–Six, a very fluffy, very cute cat.  She spent a great bit of time cuddling and loving Six and in return, Six pretty much followed her around throughout the house.  Elena had been apprehensive about having a cat, she had been raised with dogs, but found that Emma’s fondness or Six couldn’t be compromised.

Gordon had sent over a very nice piano as a gift for Emma.  She was starting piano lessons, something she enjoyed more than the violin, she found.  Six would try and sing along, mewling along with the notes as Emma effortlessly played.  She was talented like her father and her mother, that was for certain.

Of course, when Emma was at school, Fou-Lu and Elena were making their own use of the new furniture.  Probably not what it had been intended for.  Neither of them really spoke very much about taking it any further than this.  Fou-Lu was just happy to be with Elena and Emma and Elena still couldn’t think about anything serious past this.  She wasn’t sure why.  She had always loved Fou-Lu, but she couldn’t really allow herself to be locked into it.  It was strange, because she was the responsible one.  You’d think she’d want a commitment, not the easygoing, childish Fou-Lu.

Elena got quite the surprise one night.  While Fou-Lu was out of town for a few days, her entire family popped up on her stoop at 1am.  Okay, maybe not all at once, they certainly wouldn’t fit, but Michael and Sade came first, followed shortly after by Gordon, Lauren, and Claude.  Once she managed to shuffle them all quietly into the livingroom, she demanded an explanation.

“Dad called and told me to check on you,” Michael offered first, followed by Sade:

“And I was coming, too.”

“Your father, in his infinite wisdom, forgot that Sade was pregnant and so tried to call them back and tell them it was all right, he’d go,” Lauren added, followed by Claude:

“And then I said, no, mom, let us go.  We’re the men.”

“And then she slapped him and we all came,” Gordon finished, looking up at her, smiling.  “We were worried about you.  There’s… some things going down, Elena.  You and Emma being alone at night, it’s worrying.”

While Elena read their father the riot act on how she’s a grown woman and she can take care of herself and her family, Claude decided to get Michael in even more hotwater than he already was.  Trying to sneak off at 1am does not usually go over well with a pregnant wife.

“Sade, really, should you be out walking around and stuff?  You look pretty pregnant,” Claude said, not trying to sound insensitive, but he was Claude and so, well, yeah.

Michael shot him a look from behind Sade, as if to say, ‘are you trying to get me killed?’

“Do you enjoy having fangs, Claude?” Was all Sade said, her voice hard and terse.  Claude shivered and said nothing more.  “That’s what I thought.”

He sent his half-brother a look of pure sympathy and apology.

Suddenly, Emma came shuffling down the steps.  She saw everyone gathered and quickly ran towards them, arms outstretched.  Gordon was already standing.  He embraced his granddaughter quite snugly, glad to see she was all right.

“Grandpa!  What are you doing here?” Emma asked, fully aware of the time.

“Just… talking with your mother,” Gordon offered, then smiled.  “Do you like your piano?”

“Oh, yes!  It’s fantastic!  Do you want me to play it for you?”

Elena tried to say no, but tomorrow was Saturday and everyone was here already.  She looked at her mother, “we should probably go make some breakfast.”

Michael glared at Claude and said, “and you should probably get me a suitcase, because if this idiot keeps talking, I’m either going to be dead or kicked out!”

“I’m going next door to see Patrick,” Sade said stiffly.

Fou-Lu returned, none-the-wiser about the criminal activity nor the fact that Elena’s father and entire family had been collected in the livingroom.  Elena had told Emma that some things involving Grandpa Gordon were best left unsaid.  Emma thought she understood and so remained quiet.  Their routinue continued.  Emma was definitely happy her parents were together.  There was always someone there with her, especially Fou-Lu.  He normally only worked weekends and was home all day during the week.  She got away with a lot when Fou-Lu was with her, but she was still sure to always do her homework.

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Note from Mao: It would only make sense for Gordon to want to check in on Elena after what happened with Claude.  He knew Michael would be too smart to fall for anything, since Michael knows what and who he is and has for a better part of his life.  It was still hilarious to see them all clustered in the livingroom.  Poor Michael.  Elena and Fou-Lu, thankfully, make use of the bed more than the couch.  Emma and Six are inseperable.

January 8, 2009

Yu – Round 22: ‘Still Waiting, Pt. 2′

Filed under: Yu — Tags: , , , , , , , — Mao @ 11:23 am

Tsung and Lilith Yu have been married a long time.  They’ve survived their youngest son getting his girlfriend pregnant during university, but aren’t sure they can survive going without an heir.  Zhou and River seem a bit too easy-going to really care much for traditional values.

Lilith had heard about the mishap at the Anderson manor firsthand from her friend and protege, Isolde Anderson.  Isolde was off at Uni now and she called Lilith frequently to try and get a handle on her new… abilities.  Lilith was doing her best to keep her from going entirely over to the dark side.

“Just be careful, don’t do anything hasty,” Lilith said into the receiver in a low voice, “especially anything involving dead people.  Trust me… it’s more trouble than it’s worth.”

Tsung overheard the conversation and confronted his wife.  Lilith was about as receptive as ever.

“I know what I’m doing, Tsung.”

“Do you really?” He insisted.  “The last time you messed with this stuff, someone dead was suddenly alive and my best friend grew fangs.”

Lilith rolled her eyes, “technicalities!  I’ve got this under control.”

River, meanwhile, was spending a lot of time in bed.  At first, she thought that she might have the flu that had been going around.  It soon seemed apparent that wasn’t the case.  Vaguely, she thought that she might be pregnant.  It seemed weird to think about–pregnancy.  Was she ready to be a mother, would she ever be?  She would certainly be older than most mothers of young children.

She thought of her own mother, who was now dead, and felt a little guilty.  She loved her mom, but she’d always grew up knowing she was unhappy caring for them and so… she wasn’t sure she could be a good mom, either.

As she began feeling worse, she decided to go to the doctor, without telling anyone why, past the simple fact she felt sick.  It was set in stone there–River was pregnant.  She came home and waited for Zhou to get back from work to tell him.  She wasn’t entirely sure how he’d take the news, especially since she sprung it on him in the midst of their time together.  But when she had to run to the bathroom and throw up, she decided he needed to know.

“I kind of figured,” he said casually.  “Mom, actually, was the first one to mention it.  I was just waiting for you to say something.  I wasn’t sure how you’d feel about it.”

“I’m happy, just a little scared.”

“It’ll be fine, River.  You’re not your brother or your mother.  We can handle this.”

Thanks to the flu epidemic that was quickly spreading, Fou-Lu brought Elena and Emma over for some chicken soup.  It was also a good time for everyone to see how much Emma had grown.  Lilith was glad to see her granddaughter and hoped, that finally, her other son would be able to not screw up this time.

Emma wasn’t shy, despite being surrounded by virtual strangers.  She’d always seen her mother’s side as her family, but meeting her father’s side was fun, too.  She saw that her personality was more geared towards them than her grandma and grandpa Saunders.

It was also a good time to announce, officially that River was pregnant.  Not that there was much announcement required–she was already showing.

Tsung hadn’t been present for the dinner, but when he arrived home for work, he was sure to speak with Emma privately.  He wanted to be sure she wasn’t going to be another Lilith.  He loved his eccentric wife dearly, but what she did was dangerous.

“Don’t worry, grandpa.  I’m not really into that stuff.  Besides, you’re a little late.  You know my grandpa Gordon, right?”

Tsung sighed, nodding his head.  He’d nearly forgotten.  Now they shared a relation.  “Yes, Emma, he’s a–”

“Vampire!” She added enthusiastically, turning on her heel and heading off to find her mother.


Tsung didn’t have long to let it sink in that his little granddaughter already had the concept of vampires down.  Fou-Lu found him in the kitchen and cornered him.  Of course, he should have known the visit didn’t come without strings.  Fou-Lu wanted his part of the estate, in cash.  Not for anything shady, but for Elena and Emma.

“Wouldn’t you rather wait?  It will be there when you retire and you have a good job, Fou-Lu,” Tsung advised.

“Working nights and going out of town all the time–it’s okay now, but not forever.  Dad, please?  Let me worry about the future.”

Tsung sighed, “I don’t know, Fou-Lu.  It’s never been one of your strongsuits…”

The snow really started coming down, so Fou-Lu, Elena, and Emma had to leave before the roads got bad.  It was a long drive back to Aperture.  Lilith walked them out the door and gave her son and embarassingly close hug.

“Don’t worry, sweetie.  You’ll get your money–just don’t screw up this time, okay?”

Lilith had such a way with maternal endearments…

Meanwhile, River’s stomach continued to grow and so did the baby inside.  The more she thought about it, the more comfortable she became with the idea.  It was just one baby.  She could handle that.  Her job involved more thought than most normal people were capable of–surely she could care for a little infant.  And, she had the support of Zhou and her in-laws.  Lilith was quirky, but she knew her stuff, and Tsung was plenty level-headed.  It was Zhou she had to worry about.

“Remember, Zhou, it’s not a bird,” she said everytime he insisted on talking to her stomach.

“Why do you keep thinking I’m going to teach it to swear?” He said, mock-offended, before adding, “That’s a few years away!”

Finally, little Fujin Yu entered the world.  Another baby boy–the Yu tradition still kept going strong, complete with the skintone and the almond brown eyes.

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Note from Mao: Whew!  Long update.  Sorry about that and for the wait.  GTA IV kind of absorbed my soul, but that’s been going on awhile now.  ;)   I’m planning on doing some simming today, so hopefully I’ll have some updates throughout the weekend.

I’m so glad their child has the Yu traits!  I was worried they’d have an alien baby, LOL.  I should note that while I say that skintone is Yu, it isn’t.  But it’s what all the friggin’ Yus end up with because of Eileen O`Hanlon marrying into the brood way-back-when. ;)

December 22, 2008

Saunders 3 – Round 21: ‘Haunting Me, Pt. 1′

Filed under: O`Hanlon,Saunders — Tags: , , , , , — Mao @ 9:08 am

Michael Saunders is trying to keep to himself, but between Fou-Lu’s problems and Sade O`Hanlon forcing herself constantly into his life, he’s finding it incredibly hard to do so.

“A cat, really, F0u-Lu?” Michael grumbled.  “In an apartment, no less.”

“You got something against cats?”

“Not at all, but seeing as you didn’t even ask me beforehand–”

“It’s for Emma, no big deal.  It won’t be here long.  I promise.”

Behind them, Sade was already cooing over the cat, “It’s so cute!”

“Don’t even start,” Michael said quickly, looking over Fou-Lu’s shoulder at Sade.  “A cat is one thing, but you?”

“Awww, c’mon, don’t be a scrooge.  You gonna kick a cat and a girl out on the street?”

Of course, Michael was a loner, but he wasn’t heartless.  He didn’t kick Sade out or the cat.  He tolerated them both as well as anyone could hope to.  Especially when Sade refused to leave him alone.  She had a job, this much he knew, but what and when it took place, he couldn’t say.

“You can’t avoid me forever,” Sade said daringly, eyes narrowed as if plotting something devious.  “I don’t see why you even bother.”

“Some of us have a sense of decency,” Michael replied, though defeat was obvious in his voice and face.  “I don’t see why you have to be so… pushy.”

She smiled at this, “Maybe because you’re shy and I like watching you twitch.”

Meanwhile, Elena and Fou-Lu weren’t quite having the same issues.  Elena visited frequently, both with and without Emma.  While they had both tried to be as casual as they could, old habits die hard.  Elena found herself reliant on Fou-Lu constantly being there.  She began to wonder if perhaps her own doubts had just been fear.  Fou-Lu was immature, but he tried, and he’d grown, despite himself.  Keeping him away was hurting Emma.

Perhaps there was something to be said for second chances.

Sade’s techniques needed definite work.  Michael was resisting her as fervently as ever and it was frustrating.  Worse yet, when she tried to back off and attempt more subdued methods, she failed.  Burning breakfast was only the beginning.  She decided to quit before she burnt the entire apartment down around them.  Why did he have to be so stubborn? Had Sade hit on anyone else, they’d have been flattered and smitten instantly.  She was Sade, after all.  Gorgeous, and while not skilled in the culinary arts, extremely good arm candy.  What the heck was wrong with Michael?

Elena was trying to figure out just that.  In her visits, she’d noticed what was going on and decided to confront her step-brother about it.  He was reluctant to talk, but Elena knew him and his weaknesses.  He had no choice.

“If you don’t like her, just tell her so she leaves you alone,” Elena said, trying to be sisterly, but her annoyance was obvious.  “What you’re doing is just mean, Michael.”

“I’m not trying to be mean,” Michael said sadly, unsure of what else to say, really.  “I just, I mean.  I don’t get it.  I was supposed to be alone, right?  And I keep getting lost in these situations and I’m surrounded by people and I just–”

Elena rolled her eyes, “accept it.  Life isn’t what you want.  You take what you can get.  You think I wanted to get knocked up in college?  But I love Emma, and I wouldn’t go back and change it.  Who says you have to be alone?  Being weird doesn’t mean you’re not like the rest of us.  You were born that way, Michael, and we all except it.  Why can’t you?”

“…I don’t know.”

“Well, figure it out quick.  Sade may be full of herself, but you are who you are.  Girls won’t exactly fall over themselves for you forever, Michael.  Not once they figure out how truly strange you are.  Sade knows and doesn’t care.  For some reason, she likes it.  Don’t take advantage of that acceptance.”

Michael tried to take Elena’s advice to heart, but his personality was what it was.  He couldn’t change that and so he simply avoided Sade as best he could.  She eventually cornered him and instead of being annoyingly pushy, she approached him carefully.

“Will you come with me?  I want to take a walk, but it’s dark…” Her confidence was faltering, but she hid it well.  “Someone like me?  I’ll get kidnapped if I go alone.  Please?  I’ll be good, I promise.”

He sighed.  His first response was to refuse, he did have to work early in the morning and it was already nine.  Who goes for walks at nine when its cold?  But he was weird in his own way, too.

“Fine, but this better not be a trick.”

“Of course not!” She grinned suddenly, taking his hand and pulling him towards the door.  “Let’s go!”

They walked to the park, which was surprisingly populated for it being so late at night.  Sade moved instantly to the brightly colored swings, flopping down on one of the plastic seats that dangled helplessly from the chains.  It rattled beneath her weight and creaked as she moved.

“Swings, Sade?” Michael asked incredulously.  “You brought me out here to swing?”

She stuck her tongue out at him, “what’s wrong with swings?  Don’t be such an old man, Michael.  You’re barely thirty!  Everyone loves swings.”

“So says the twenty-something who dropped out of college,” Michael grumbled, giving her a small push, the creaking of the chains worrying him.  “Is this even safe?

“Don’t you ever stop?  It’s fine!  Now push harder, that last one was lame.  It’s not like I weigh a ton,” she laughed, dainty and yet mocking all the same.  “Unless you’re too weak–”

The push she receieved sent her high into the air, eliciting a sudden squeal.  She gripped the chains hard, coming back down, scuffing her feet against the dirt and digging her heels in.  As the fear dissipated, she laughed and was surprised when it intermixed with Michael’s own laughter from behind her.

As they moved to leave, Sade stopped and turned to Michael, her face twisted in mock anger.

“You tried to kill me,” she said, laughing, unable to keep up the guise.

“Obviously not hard enough,” he countered, surprising her.

She moved towards him, dangerously close, arms catching him by surprise, “ooh, that would be scary… you know, if you weren’t so meek!”

“I scared you, didn’t I?”

Instead of replying, she took the opportunity and kissed him.  It had been nearly ten years since this scenario had played itself out in the basement of Michael’s childhood home.  Of course, then it had been awkward and much shorter.  Neither had gained any experience, but adulthood tends to change things nonetheless.

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Note from Mao: Sorry this is long.  Sade and Michael drive me nuts.  Seriously.  Sade is push, push, push and Michael is running away like a scared little boy.  He’s 100% shy, she’s 100% outgoing.  The mixture of the two is VOLATILE.  Sade also fails at cooking.  FAILS.  Fou-Lu is moving out to join Elena the next round, hooray.  Here’s hoping it lasts, lol.

December 12, 2008

Saunders 2 – Round 21: ‘You Turn the Screws, Pt. 6′

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 11:05 am

Gordon may be a vampire and the current head of the criminal element that plagues Aperture and Boreal Springs, but that doesn’t mean he’s heartless.  He’s taken in his adoptive daughter after her surprise pregnancy.  Can Elena get back on her feet and find a place of her own with Emma?

Elena felt like a large weight had been lifted from her shoulders.  She had been apprehensive about introducing Emma to her father, Fou-Lu Yu, but her step-brother Michael had insisted.  Now, things were easier.  She didn’t have to tip-toe around or worry about him finding out.  He knew, he visited, and that was that.  Emma had her father in her life and Elena didn’t have to feel guilty or pressured into anything serious with Fou-Lu.  She still wasn’t sure what she wanted, only that she needed to get out of her parents house.

Fou-Lu was still Fou-Lu, but he had grown up… a little.  At least, enough to consider Elena’s feelings and thoughts on the matter.  They discussed her recent climb to fame and how close she was getting to the top.  It was important to her to fulfill her dream, but only if it didn’t take away from Emma.  Elena’s eyes had seriously been opened by motherhood and it made her all the more protective of her situation.

Of course, Fou-Lu had to be a typical male and suggest something Elena was never, ever considering.

“Be serious, Lu, you can’t even take care of yourself.  You’re living with Michael and Sade.  Willingly.” Elena snapped, but her tone softened as she realized this wasn’t the way to go about it.  She cleared her throat and continued.  “We’ll always have what we did, but we both know it won’t go down that road.  I’ve got Emma to consider and as far as I can see… you’re just not ready for the full responsibility.”

“You’re not really giving me a chance to be,” Fou-Lu countered, surprising her.  “Visiting is nice, but how can I prove anything to you when you’re always over my shoulder?  She’s my daughter, too, Elena.  It’s one thing for you to keep her from me and never plan to tell me she existed… but to act like I’d hurt her because I’m such an idiot?  That’s cold, even for you.”

Elena thought about it as Fou-Lu left and realized he was right.

Despite their constant arguments, they still fell into the trap they’d always been victim to, even as teens.  There was nothing serious there, Elena made that much clear.  They were simply adults being adults.  They just happened to have a mutual interest–Emma.  Aside from that, no one owed anyone anything.

A big reason for that was Elena’s new gig…

She was working directly with Shang Yu.  He was still heavily in the business, but he was stepping out of the limelight and going into producing and funding.  It was a natural progression for someone of his talents.  It was only a matter of time before the two came across one another, as they thrived in the same circle.  Elena was dancing for one the bands Shang had endorsed and so they rekindled their easy friendship.  He was a good man to know, and very wise, despite his womanizing and casual way of speaking.

Elena was delighted when Emma showed an apititude for music.  It was in her blood, though mostly from Fou-Lu’s side.  The Yus were quite well-known for their natural affinity for music.  It had been that way for a long, long while.  Elena did her best to encourage her daughter and Fou-Lu helped, having more training with instruments than Elena.  Emma took over Elena’s old violin and enjoyed it quite profusely, though she desperately wanted a piano.  Gordon was set to indulge her, but Elena put a cut on that.  She wouldn’t have Emma spoiled by her vampiric grandfather.

It was true, Gordon was quick to take care of Emma just as he was Elena when he’d taken in with Lauren.  He wasn’t quite sure what it was about girls, only that they were much easier to deal with than boys.  He didn’t even want to think about Claude.  Last he had heard from Michael–thanks to Sade–Claude was sleeping his way through college.  He didn’t have the heart to tell Lauren.

So he focused his attention on Emma and while he knew Elena wanted to leave, he’d much rather them stay.  They would be safe and provided for here.

Unfortunately, Elena had found a place.  She was excited and quick to share the news at breakfast.  Lauren was happy for her, but just as apprehensive as Gordon.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea?  I mean, by yourself, in the city…”

“Don’t be so old-fashioned,” Elena chided, looking to Emma.  “Won’t it be fun, Emma?  A house of our own!”

“Will it have a yard?” She asked excitedly.

Elena laughed, “probably not, but there’s a park!”

“Can we get a pet??”

“Maybe, but we’ll have to see…”

Despite his thoughts against it, Gordon had ensured the place was safe.  He even ‘got to know’ the landlord in case there were any problems.  Elena and Emma were oblivious to his shady insurances and were instead quite pleased with themselves.  Girl power, and all that mumbo-jumbo.  Elena was just happy to be with Emma and Emma was happy to have her mom.  She wasn’t like other moms, she was the cool mom, and she danced!  How much cooler could you get?

She did wish her dad was coming, too, though.  Now that she was a kid, she had even more fun with Fou-Lu.

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Note from Mao: Elena and Emma are happily residing in a not-so-apartment building in Aperture now.  Hooray!  I felt really bad separating Emma and Gordon, though.  They had a high relationship.  He would always tuck her in as soon as she went to bed and would read to her as she fell asleep.  I’ve never seen the interaction before, has anyone else?

I caught a picture, but forgot to select him so the icon showed.  He sat next to the bed with a book and read aloud while she slept.  SO CUTE.

November 29, 2008

Saunders 3 – Round 20: ‘You Turn the Screws, Pt. 5′

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , , , — Mao @ 2:28 pm

Michael Saunders is happy to be out of University, but is a little unsure about dealing with Fou-Lu and Elena’s messy situation.

Michael found an apartment quickly in Aperture.  It wasn’t hard, it seemed as if they were going up all over the place.  Fou-Lu came with him.  He felt bad about the whole thing between him and Elena and he knew that Fou-Lu deserved to know the truth, even if he was a bit immature.  So Michael took it upon himself to make things right.

Elena had called him not too long after they moved in and said she was willing to come over.

Michael passed the news onto Fou-Lu, warning him against any of his silliness.  Fou-Lu simply laughed him off, wondering what Michael was talking about.

“I’m only telling you because I don’t want you to die of shock,” Michael began, his voice taciturn, “Elena left because she was pregnant.  You have a daughter, Fou-Lu.”

Fou-Lu’s only reaction was uproarious laughter.  When he finally finished, the look he gave Michael bordered on ridiculous.  He obviously thought this was all a big joke, “very funny, Michael.  She couldn’t keep that a secret for years!”

“And yet she did,” Michael replied, not sharing in his friend’s amusement, “She’ll be over soon.  Compose yourself.  If you mess this up, I’m kicking you out.”

Just as Michael expected, Elena arrived an hour or so later with little Emma in her arms.  Michael had already seen his niece several times and so wasn’t surprised by how much she had grown.  He made sure to warn Elena, though.

“This is going to be a shock, so don’t be surprised if he doesn’t react well.”

Elena sighed, “I don’t even know why I’m doing this.”

“Because it’s the right thing to do.  Come in, you can’t delay the inevitable any longer…”

Fou-Lu wasn’t nearly as shocked as Elena had anticipated, leading her to believe that her brother may have betrayed her confidences.  She let it slide and instead introduced Fou-Lu to Emma.  The resemblance was remarkable, there was no denying she was his daughter.  Elena was a little upset that little Emma didn’t seem to look anything at all like her, except for her thick hair.

Instead of being angry or upset, Fou-Lu took Emma and began to play with her.  He joked around and was casual, it put Elena at ease.  She was sure he would demand to know where they stood.  Instead, he focused on Emma.  Visits would become a common occurence.  Michael had been right, Emma needed to know her father, even if he was a child himself.

As if dealing with that situation wasn’t enough, Michael was surprised to answer his door one afternoon only to find Patrick O`Hanlon outside.  He said little to Michael before shoudlering his way in, forcing Michael to close the door and follow him, apprehension written on his face.  Patrick and Michael had always been friends… but tense ones.  Sade was a major factor in this.

“Michael, you’ve got to help me,” Patrick said, his voice low and conspiratorial.  “Sade is driving me crazy! She’s flaking out on University and staying at my place and now I’ve got a guest, and well, I need her to get lost.  She’s my sister and all, but she’s driving me insane!”

Was Patrick kidding?  Michael hoped his surprise didn’t show on his face.  He certainly didn’t want Sade here, not for all the money in the world.  That was dangerous.

“I really don’t think that’s a good idea–”

“Why not?” Patrick interrupted, clapping him on the arm, “I’ve always trusted you, Michael.  You’re the only one who can do this for me.  You and Fou-Lu can keep an eye on her while I regain my sanity.  Come on, how can you turn me down?”

He was right, how could he?  With a heavy sigh, Michael relented.

It took a weekend for Sade to pop up.  Michael had returned from running some errands to find the house empty–Fou-Lu had been spending a lot of time with Elena and Emma lately.  He walked into his room only to find Sade.  It was hard not to notice that she definitely wasn’t a teenager and while she was still a little younger than him, the gap was a lot smaller now.  She smiled, as if she was completely oblivious to the fact she was missing most of her clothes.  What had happened to him and what was she doing?

“Sade, what are you doing?” He demanded, looking past her and out the window.

She laughed and patted the bed, “Patrick told me to come here.  So I made myself comfortable!”

Michael said nothing.  He simply turned around and exited the room.  Sade watched him go, frowning.  Well, that obviously didn’t work.

Sade continued to drop in uninvited, but kept her clothes on for the most part.  Michael avoided her as often as he could, which wasn’t hard.  His job had him traveling a lot.  He spent a lot of time going to Universities and lecturing on physics and aiding with certain research.  It was pretty much nerd work, but he made quite a bit at it, which was how he could afford housing two other people who didn’t pay a single bit of rent.

He would have to call Patrick and let him know that this wasn’t going to work out.  He’d have to take care of Sade himself.  Did Patrick truly have no idea what he had done by putting her here?

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Note from Mao: Oh my GOD, ACR has made my sims go crazy.  Sade on the bed?  ACR DID IT, LOL!  ACR has decreed that Michael and Sade are each one’s One True Sim… which equals hilarity and awkwardness.  Fortunately, Michael is a more shy person and so it’s usually Sade chasing him around and trying to flirt/etc.  Oh geeze.  ACR has made my sims into horny teenagers, LOL.  Don’t even ask me what happened when Elena and Fou-Lu were left alone in the apartment…

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