Mean Green Mother From Outer Space Ch 2 A Black Widow Challenge
When we last left off, our Black Widow just realized she was pregnant with the former David Oates child. Said David Oates had married BW, only to be quickly bumped off in a lethal swirly. What’s more is that in this narrator’s best interest, the story will no longer continue in it’s former chapter’s first person present narrative and instead continue from third person perspective.
Later in the evening, BW invites her dear friend Cooper on over. Since he’s been such a swell guy for inviting her out on an outing and making friends with her, it’s a clear cut case that he could easily be the next husband in line. The biggest problem against BW is her pregnancy will cause visits downtown to be rather gruesome in need wants, especially since she doesn’t have many friends. Using dates/outings to boost the mood would have been ideal, but I didn’t feel comfortable with using such a vantage.
Considering hunger need is one of the prime sinkers during pregnancy, BW tends to watch plenty of cooking channel or (rarely) studying the same subject. Cooper, “You certainly watch lots of cooking shows.” BW, “Would you believe that I’m an aspiring chef?” Cooper, “I honestly can’t say that I meet plenty of other people with that dream.” BW, “Are you saying you share the same lofty goal?” Cooper, “Maybe.”
BW, “It’s so heartwarming to know that my soon to be boyfriend and perhaps even, dare I say, husband truly desires the same ideal career as I.” Cooper, “You really think I’d be your husband?” BW, “Well, you certainly have plenty of appeal to you.”
Knowing full well that Cooper accepted a nice hand holding earlier, BW steps up the game for some lip-locking action. What you may not know is this is done right after Cooper finishes using the bathroom. Well, at least his hands are clean. BW herself needs to use the toilet as well. Cooper, “Gosh, I love it how she can attract me out of the bathroom.”
With a farewell kiss, Cooper takes his leave. Following behind him is BW, but she’s not coming outside to give more sugar. Or mess around with that annoying wolf. Instead, it’s time to upgrade the house. It just doesn’t quite have the spaciousness that a soon to be born child will be needing. A quick hit of the pause button and a trip to both build and buy mode later and…
No more kitchen/living room combo; each room is into itself without any sharing. A tiny nursery is added and the bedroom is moved over.
“Hello, we’re from the insurance company. We realize that you pulled out a policy for one David Oates who mysteriously drowned in the toilet. Could you please tell us how that happened again?” BW, “As I’ve told you people before, he slipped on the toilet rug and bumped his head. Somehow it slam dunked into the actual toilet bowl and he went unconscious. Both nose and mouth in toilet water breathing the stuff in. How many more times will I need to explain this?” Looks like the next husband will need a more believable death story.
After a short few hours of napping, it’s time to invite Cooper over again. Without so much as a word, he starts whispering sweet little nothings into BW’s ear. Cooper, “Perhaps tonight I could stay over for a longer period of time?” BW, “I think I should be the one asking that question.”
Cooper, “Hello in there. I might not be your biological daddy, but I’ll be just as good a one no matter what the case might be.”
With a dinner of quick-prepare salad, BW and Cooper bon some more with another holding of hands. BW, “How much hand holding can you stand?” Cooper, “For you, as much as need be.”
Cooper, “I might be a minor leaguer for the team, but I am still very important. What happens off the field is that I actually represent the team as some sort of union leader.” BW, “So that means you represent a bunch of people who need their minimum requirements met or else they quit?” Cooper, “Exactly.
And it’s a girl! Her name is Jeannie, uh, Widow. Her name is so from the genie of the golden oldie show ‘I Dream of Jeannie’. She’s got David’s skin tone and brown hair, though any other genetics from daddy are still hidden at this age. With age, all shall be revealed.
Cooper, “Woo hoo! Ah ha ha hah! Welcome to the world little Jeannie. I’ll be your future dad and teach you all sorts of fun stuff.” BW, “Don’t you worry, Cooper. I’m sure she’ll learn all sorts of things from her soon to be dad.”
BW, “And how about we get to work on a kid you can truly call your own?” Cooper, “That sounds great. When do we start?” As soon as you both are in love with each other. *headdesk*
Once the two love birds were finally ‘in love’ with each other, things finally got, uh, interesting. Though Cooper left without so much as a lullaby before dozing off, leaving BW unsatisfied.
Amazing how little things can amaze you when you zoom up close. Never noticed that the baby bottle goes into the mouth for suckling baby goodness.
With little baby Jeannie taken care of, it’s about time BW gets some food in her stomach as well.
Cooper left early in the morning. Once the afternoon comes round, BW gives him a ring to come on over. After a quick bottle for Jeannie, BW gets down on one knee and gives the best bathroom proposal one could conceive of. Though I have to wonder if that’s a staple in Sims universe.
Not much longer after the engagment, the offical marriage in front of the whole internet. Cooper believes he is marrying in for money, but he has no idea what that truly means. His inventory is loaded, mostly due to his massive shopping spree at the various Pie family stores.
As the two crawl into bed for some festivities, Cooper claims a nice niche of money. Apparently he is one of Trista Pie’s beneficiaries. It took a few tries, but eventually there is a lullaby.
BW, “Guess who’s birthday it is. It’s yours, little one. Time to blow out the candles and grow up in a great big swath of confetti.”
Jeannie appears to have more facial genetics from her mother than anything from David. At this stage, I can’t really tell if anything is from David outside of skin and hair color. Then again, we didn’t get too good a look of David Oates. Perhaps the picture enclosed will help determine more features.
What can be said? Jeannie loves her teddy. As much as her mom likes to be a bathtub pirate.
BW, “Sweet pea. If you want to watch TV with mommy, it’d do some good if you weren’t behind the sofa. Hmm, actually, this TV gives me an idea.”
Cooper, “Yea, come on over, I think it’d be alright. You’ll be here in a few? Sounds great. Oh, hello BW. What’s on your mind?” BW, “The TV seems to be broken. I tried to turn it on all day and the darn thing refuses to operate. Could you maybe fix it?” Cooper, “Sure can.”
Cooper, “Now what’s wrong with it?” BW, “This!” And with a violent shove, BW sends her second husband into the TV. This leads to a head butt through the screen itself which causes lethal and deadly pain. Grim can attest to it. Did we mention the TV still plugged in? Well it was.
And look who just happens to come walking by: Abhijeet Cho. Must be the friend that Cooper had invited over not too long ago. What’s more, it looks like BW is getting some aspiration points after doing in her husband. Now I know something like this exists in Sims 3, but never seen it happen in Sims 2.
BW, “Hello, stranger. I’m sorry you had to see that, but it just happened. He was trying to fix the TV when he got electrocuted. Was he your friend?” Abhijeet, “Something like that, miss. We were gonna hang out and have some good times with each other. Guess that’s been blown. Bummer.”
Abhijeet, “By the way, not to make myself rude or anything, but I’m Abhijeet. Who are you?” BW, “My name? Well, you can call me BW.” Abhijeet, “That’s a gnarly name.”
Much hanging out between the two ensued. Looks like BW doesn’t like the topic of city structure and Abhijeet is the kind of person that enjoys talking through teddy bears.
Something evil about this picture. Jeannie, “Papa?” BW, “No, he’s not your papa. But that could easily be arranged.”
In any case, it is time for Abhijeet to go. BW, “Hello? I’m about ready to pass out here. Any idea what that’ll do for my aspiration?”
Today is Jeannie’s birthday. Thankfully, she learns to potty train before growing into a child. Not sure how well that will sit with kids and their teasing. “Jeannie isn’t potty trained. Jeannie isn’t potty trained.” Ugh! No need for teasing!
Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Jeannie Widow. Happy birthday to you!
And from a darling pink toddler princess, Jeannie seemingly pulls a 180 and becomes a soccer loving gal. Or at least one highly enthusiastic over sporting events. And poor BW certainly looks like she is disappointed. BW, “What ever happened to my darling princess in distress?”
Cooper being dead and BW obviously pregnant with his child, it’s time to cash in the $50,000 insurance policy. And with it came another household upgrade. It is going to be very cramped otherwise. A second floor is added for the bedrooms of the eldest people in the house while the nursery stays close to the kitchen.
And this upgraded house comes at just the right moment. Jeannie, “Mom, what’s going on? Are you hurt or somethin’? BW, “No Jeannie, mommy is just fine. She’s only giving birth to your new sibling.” Jeannie, “But I thought babies were grown in cabbage patches.”
And by Jeannie’s leave, a new girl is born unto the family Widow. More potential Black Widows? Or maybe just a fluke in the genetic system? Eh oh well. The name of this wonderful new born girl is Ethel. I think. If forgot to write down her name. Anyway, she’s named after one of Fred Sanford’s sister-in-laws from the show Sanford & Son. And this is the end of this chapter.
Cooper Olshfski was a former Romancer with a LTW of Celebrity Chef. He brought $7000 when he moved in and had the personality of 5/5/3/8/4. He was turned on by fat and glasses and turned off by brown hair. It looks like he’s managed to pass on his skin, hair, and eye color at this point of Ethel’s life. More may be revealed once she is out of the baby stage.
Charming Jeannie has the personality of 8/8/9/10/0. Such an extreme little girl.
“You marry men in then off them for the insurance money, don’t you?”
“Making the bed is more important than putting a baby in a crib.”