Chapter 2.3: Listen to your heart!

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Welcome back one and all. It’s been awhile since I updated. I blame the Sims 1. You all probably blame my short attention span. Tomato, tomato.

So, it’s come to my attention that you guys haven’t been feeding the fish. Tut, tut I say. Yes, I tutted at you. LOL! Okay, on with the sims!

(BTW, I’m trying windows Live writer. O_o It’s a bit weird so bare with me while I get my bearings)

“I call this one….tomato and squash cat. ….Yes, we a gree that is what it shall be called.”

O_o You’re acting a little weird young one.

“Well how else am I supposed to get any attention around here? I wish my life was like Cyndi’s.”

Who’s Cyndi?

“*dreamy sigh* A girl at school. Her parents are married, play with her, and give her nice things. Plus, she doesn’t have someone making her paint all day long.”

…Hmm…seems like someone’s getting a hint of the Envy in them. You might make a good heir Trent!

So, while Trent was wishing for things he can’t have, and will never have if he becomes heir, Max (whom I keep wanting to call Rodney and now Chad… >_>) had a work opportunity to become friends with this old lady. …’cause that’s the “evil” thing to do. Next thing you know he’ll be helping her cross the street.

Community service (that’s what it might as well be) was cut short by work.

“Umm…excuse me but I’ve got some stuff to steal.”

“*pretends not to hear*”

“HELLO!?”

“Hmph! I’m too good to move for you! You go around!”

“I can’t go AROUND! This is the only exit! Move it lady! The Max has other people’s stuff to make his!”

This continued for some time. He was late for work. I hope she croaks soon…after we become friends with her of course. Max needs a promotion, after all.

Woo! He got a promotion! And I’m starting to fail less at having klepto sims. You see, with Trent’s LTW being to max writing and painting plus Mel’s need for report writing, I thought it would be a good idea for them to own a computer. So, why not have Max steal one?

Yea, I figured that out all by myself. *smug smile* Praise me!

Unfortunately, Max fails at thieving.

“What? I stole something.”

You took a ceiling light. We need a computer.”

“You’re just blind with jealousy.”

I’m blind with something but it’s not jealousy you idiot. Now go home and return that useless crap!

Back on the home front, the skilling continues!

“Mooosic! Nom, nom, nom!”

Awww! Isn’t he adorable. Then again, Trent was adorable too at that age.

“I can hear you.”

HUSH! Paint now, feelings later!

“I pose like 'dis for the readahs!”

Isn’t he a doll? He’s not insane but he sure is magical, at least I think so! A bundle of violet cuteness!

Max thinks so too since he’s constantly, CONSTANTLY, rolling wishes to hug/snuggle/talk to Jesse. Holy crap man. I know you like what’s yours but the kid needs to skill some time.

“*hugs tighter* But he’s mine! I made him so I have exclusive rights to his time! Now leave me alone while I drown my son in affection.”

…Where are the commitment issues when it comes to child raising?

“MAH BABY!!”

@_@

“I call this one ‘Cyndi’s Life: How I Wish It Was Mine’.”

Yep, serious case of the envy right there. What’s so great about a that place anyways? It looks like it’s boring, repetitive, and over exposed.

“You know you want it too Marq. Love, consistency, romance.”

Firstly, you’re, what?, 10? What do you know of romance? And secondly, your parents consistently smother you with love. They’re both your BFFs and they constantly want to hang out with you. So lay off the mellow drama.

“*sigh* You just don’t understand.”

-_-

With Trent sucking the life out of me we need some happy juice up in this- Watch yo mouth!

Bring on the awesomeness of JANE!

“*barf* Maids! They’re everywhere! Freaks! Man stealers! Home wreckers!”

“…umm, should I leave.”

“He talked to ME! *freaks out*”

“So, today’s my birthday. Thanks for coming even though I don’t really know who you are.”

“That’s cool, kid who could’ve been my child.”

“…what?”

“Yea, your man stealing mother took Max just as I was making my move! She’s my nemesis and one day she’ll die by my hand. When that day comes I’ll marry your father, adopt you and Jesse, and then use the insurance money to buy you everything you want.”

“*dreamy eyed* Really? You’d be my mommy?”

TRENT! I know Jane’s awesome and all, but Mel’s still your mother.

“*sulk* Marq’s meeeaaaaan!”

While the party was under way, over privileged Malcolm here decided to abuse his visiting rights.

“What are you doing in here! Get out! Can’t you see I’m trying to take a bath! Seriously, what’s wrong with you people? Can’t a guy get a moment of privacy in someone else’s house?”

“If you don’t get out of my bathroom in the next 10 seconds I’m going to arrest you.”

“I’ll sue you for this!”

-_-

Max wasn’t fairing much better with his guests.

“You call this a HOUSE?! I’ll show you a house! Where’s the livingroom?!”

“You’re standing in it.”

“Where’s the bathroom?!”

“There’s three of them.”

“You don’t even have a kitchen! HAH! What a loser! Why am I even best friends with you? Seriously.”

O_o I think age has gotten to her mind.

And then Max got a social I’ve never seen before “You look upset.”

“Hey…you look royally pissed off. It’s not because of my awesome stuff, is it?”

“*sigh* It is. You’re house is soo much better than mine. You even have two maids. I was a master thief I could never afford a maid.”

“It’s okay, just pretend that my stuff is your stuff. Your stuff that you can’t touch.”

Haha!

“ZOMG! THEY HAVE CHESSMASTER 3000!”

“…”

“SWEEET! CHESSMASTER 3000!!1!one!!”

Meanwhile, Malcolm continued his threats. Mel had left a long time ago.

“I’m going to sue you soo bad your great=grand children are going to feel it! You won’t even be able to think about money, that’s how much I’m going to take from you! You’re money thoughts!!!”

Yea, shove it and get a move on. There’s more important things going on.

Like a double birthday! No, I’m not aging people up early….I just keep getting them. O_o; Which is nice since it saves on parties. While parties are entertaining, they’re also quite draining.

“Big bwather, I’m gonna grow up first ‘cause mommy wuvs me MOAR!”

“Bring it on little man!”

Oo, some rivalry.

“BOOYAH! Behold my sparkles and wish they were yours little brother!”

Yep, Trent grew up first, despite Jesse getting his candles blown first.

Here’s little Jesse pre-make over. I don’t quite know what I want to do with you.

“I could do the handiness challenges for voo!”

Aww, you said for voo. =3 Nah, you guys don’t have enough appliances to fix.

“How about the logic skill challenge?”

Hmm…nah, I’ll think of something. In the mean time, you’ll raise your logic skill though.

And raise it he did. O_o The kid’s like lightning. Unlike me. I really don’t think I should pay any attention to the skill challenges. I always forget about them and watching Max workout instead of breaking boards is bothering me. >_> I WANT TIBERIUM DANGIT! The chime sound amuses me.

What the hell? @_@ Agnes? Is that you?

“Yep.”

You’re…pregnant and wearing Mel’s maternity wear.

“Yep.”

How and why?

“A wonderful and handsome man came to me. He wooed me like I’d never been wooed before.”

Uh-huh….

“And when I got pregnant I asked Melissa for some fashion advice. She was my maid once too, you know.”

Right.

So Max, seeing a pregnant woman, rolls the wish to listen to her tummy. Why? Because I think he’s secretly family orientated. That’s why.

Would you stop that and go steal something! You need another computer, dang it!

But plans of stealing were thwarted.

“I’ve seen this before! Agnes you’re in labor! OH MY GAWD!”

I guess practice makes perfect. Way to freak out for your neighbor, whom you just met, but not for your wife! Jerk!

“Marq can’t this wait! I have to get her to the hospital!”

What? No, go home. She can get herself to the hospital.

“But LOOK AT HER!! OMG!”

“AAAaaAAaAaAAH! I’m DYING!”

Max, go home!

Hey Melissa, I think it’s really spiffy that you’re sitting with your legs crossed. Just saying.

“Are you calling me a skank in a nice way?”

No, I just never noticed a sim do that before. >_> GOSH!

“Ok. I’ll believe you….this time. By the way, have you seen Max?”

He was over a Agnes’ attempting to steal things. I told him to come home…he should be here already.

*looks for Max*

…Or he could be at the hospital. WHAT. THE. HELL!

I come back from finding Max to this.

“Mom, I feel like Marq’s doing more than guiding our lives. It’s like she’s conducting it…but she’s a horribly conductor who can’t keep beat. Or a conductor who’s running a 3:3 meter when the sheet music calls for 4:4.”

“And this has what to do with chicken?”

“MOOOM!”

“I’m just saying, you said chicken would be in here somewhere. If there’s no chicken then I won’t listen.”

O_o What’s going on?

“Nothing. My eldest son just feels like lying to his mother. But who am I? Just the person who birthed him, cleaned up after him, fed him, clo-“

Trent, apologize to your mother and go make her some chicken. Now.

And Max finally makes it home. Congrats on having a girl Agnes.

“That kid is sooo mine. I named her, I assisted in the t birth, and I picked out her blanket. She’s soo mine.”

…I’m a little worried about you Max.

“We’re all a little worried about him. Why is he still here?!”

Trent brought his first friend home. I can’t remember her name but I remember that' she’s OOGLAY! U.G.L.Y. You ain’t go no alibi, you ugly!

M.A.M.A. It’s her fault you look this way! Yo momma!

“Marq please! I like her.”

Oh…. *ahem* Sorry. She’s not ugly. She just got whacked around with an ugly stick as a child. Not her fault.

“MARQ!”

Fine! If you’re not heir, you can marry her. If you are heir, she dies.

“WHAT?!”

*evil cackle* Now, I leave you to your………moosey fate!

Oh, and here’s a pic of Jesse, post make-over. He looks pretty cool.

“That’s ‘cause I am! But being cool is exhausting. I’m gonna go watch tv now.”

No, you have to go to school.

“But I’d rather sit on the couch and watch tv!”

Too bad young man! This is a legacy! Laziness is not allowed…unless it’s being done by me.

“Ummmm…Marq?”

Max, why are you in your underwear? Your son’s ugly friend is here.

“She just sat down here. She’s staring at me! I feel dirty…like that window. OMG! That window is filthy! Eew! My things can’t be dirty!”

“I’m dirty Mr. Envy.”

That doesn’t even make sense.

“Please, leave me alone.”

“But Mr. Envy.”

“Maaaaaaaarq!”

Yo! Ugly. GTFO! Max has got work to do!

“Yeah! …Wait, what?!”

The ‘work’ was to befriend more of his co-workers. He was at the edge of befriending pigtail skank so I invited her over. I didn’t know she was a skank before hand. I actually thought this was cool.

They’re both kleptomaniacs. Aww! She’d be perfect for the Legacy of Thieves…if she wasn’t so skanky.

THIS is why she’s skanky!

“Hey Max, I know I’m best friends with your girlfriend, but I want your bod.”

Say WHAT!?

“What can I say, babe? You want the best, and the Max is the best!”

MAX! Stop it! You’re happily…dating! You have two kids! Stop relating to your traits now. =(

He did nip the flirting in the bud though. I left them alone (though I didn’t want to) for some awful reason. I was curious, I couldn’t help it. He decided that telling her his evil plan was the best way to reciprocate her advances. Needless to say, he scared her off. Thank goodness!

What do you call this one?

“I wish I lived on a ship. How cool would that be.”

O_o I still don’t get what’s soo bad about your current family.

“*siiiiigh*”

-_-

So we got a notice that this guy was about to die. I figured Max should become best friends with him now while it could still count for the charisma challenge. They’re already close friends, so it shouldn’t take long.

Max felt the best way for them to become closer was to tell him a secret. Why it had to be that he’s a criminal I don’t know. >_> We then proceeded to use the moodlet manager to make his, supposed, last day as comfortable as possible.

What can I say, I’m a softy when it comes to the older sims. =)

Jesse started rolling wishes about fishing. I indulged him since I don’t really have anything else planned for him.

“Aah, the outdoors. I feel alive. I could explore the world for the rest of my life. It’d be awesome if I could find something that could explore with me. Or if I could invent something that could explore with me.”

O_o; Me thinks he’s hinting at something. Haha!

“*innocent, yet slightly crazied, smile* Anything to get me away from Trent will work. Anything.”

That bad huh?

“I don’t think he understands this whole legacy thing.”

I think you just want to be heir and be seen by all the people.

“Well, yea. But that’s ‘cause I’m cool!”

I was going to make a witty reply to Jesse but I saw THIS! OMG! That’s Hank Goddard, resident cop who is now….oh, a top undercover agent. Nevermind. He’s no longer interesting.

MOVING ON!

“My dad’s a ninja thief.”

Yes, he is.

“That makes him evil.”

I guess you could say that. It is one of his traits…though he never expresses it. >_<

“So..why is he helping out that old guy?”

…’cause.

“That makes no sense.”

You’ll understand when you’re older.

“That’s a cop-out and you know it.”

Hush!

So hours (read as days) pass and he’s still here. -_- He was never asked to stay the night. I was beginning to wonder what the heck he was doing loitering around here and then he pulled this.

“Max, I like you but you really should think about getting married. It was the best thing I ever did in my life. As the only father figure you have, I really think you should listen to me.”

“I can’t get married old man! I’m Maximillion Envy. I don’t get married. Not now, not ever!”

“But what about love?”

“Love?”

“Yes Max, love. The tingling feeling you get in your heart. The watery feeling the overflows from your heart like a busted pipeline. Love.”

“…I think you’ve lost it. Please, get out of my house.”

“Max! You’re not listening. *bursts into song* Listen to your heart! There’s nothing else you can do! I don’t know where you’re going and I don’t know why, but listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye.”

“….what?”

Alright old man, I thought you were on to something but you’re just crazy. I officially regret inviting you in. Now, please take your off tune vocals and leave.

As for you dear readers. I apologize for ending this on such a sour note. Hopefully the next chapter ending won’t fall so flat. LOL! Okay, I’m done with the music puns….for now!

Oh! I got Ambitions. Couldn’t help myself. Haven’t tested out the Envy family yet, but my testing has proven quite successful. =) Here’s hoping the Envys work right. *crosses her fingers*

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