You may or may not remember that our founder was Lucus Spelman who married Marylena Hamilton
Faridae Albert Sabrina Salem Lucus’ Lifetime Want was to have six kids but that didn’t happen due to the long wait before having kids. Instead he and Marylena had four, two girls, two boys: Faridae, Albert, Salem and Sabrina. Salem was taken from the family after his mother acted on the advice of the voices in her head. Faridae was named heir after I chose numbers.
Fyre Iyce Albert married Hailey Shaw his high school girlfriend, together they had twin daughters Fyre and Iyce. Both girls went to university. Later Albert and Hailey divorced, Albert married Yvette and moved out of town, Hailey moved to West Creek and remains unmarried. After university Fyre moved into an apartment with her cousin Fiona and Iyce moved in with her mother, presently both girls are still unmarried and have no children.
Endora Tabitha Sabrina married Dustin Broke and she took his last name. When Sabrina became a teen strange things began to happen to her, she started hearing voices…like her mother. Eventually she became an Atrociously Evil Witch. She and Dustin had Endora and Tabitha, but when Endora was a tot, Sabrina murdered Dustin and brought him back as a zombie.
Faridae married a guy she went to school with named Ethan Patch, Ethan took her last name. Because there was too much money on the legacy lot the two of them moved to a new lot and started building a new home. They had two children together, a girl named Fiona and a son named Charming. Charming was named heir. Both of their kids went to college.
After college Fiona moved into an apartment in West Creek with her cousin Fyre where she became pregnant by her boyfriend Nolan Walton. She had a daughter that she named Nora. At Nora’s toddler birthday party, Nolan who had been absent for his daughter’s entire life showed up with his new fiancée and broke things off with Fiona.
Charming was named heir. He married one of his many lovers from college; Jasmyn Miller. They had twin boys Changeling and Griffin.
FYRE & FIONA’S PLACE YOU CAN SKIP THIS IF YOU WANT, IT’S A BIT LONG…
“Hey Ace Ventura.” Angel groaned, Fyre was the last person he wanted to see first thing in the morning, she always dropped by unexpectedly and ate all the food out of his fridge or did something else to get on his nerves. “What do you want?” He asked just because it was expected of him, he couldn’t care less about what this miserable woman wanted.
Fyre sat down on the couch and pulled Angel down with her. “I’m worried about my cousin, she hasn’t been the same since Nolan left her. Could you talk to her? She always feels better after you talk to her.” Angel sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, at least the hateful woman could love somebody. “I will.” He promised, “And I’m not going to because you asked me to, I’m going to for Fiona.” “Yeah, whatever.”
With her task out of the way, Fyre decided to address one of the many things about Angel that irked her. “Dude, you do know it’s the twenty-first century right? You should really consider cutting your hair and putting on a shirt. Damn, it’s not like you’re Taylor Lutner, gonna turn into a werewolf or something…TEAM JAKE!!!” “What are you talking about?” “The Twilight Saga…you know…Indian wolf guy…Jake…sexy. You’re weird.”
Meanwhile, Fiona was spending time with her daughter, if it weren’t for Nora she doubted if she would even get up in the mornings. She was an unemployed single mother who lived with her younger cousin. She remembered how angry she was with Nolan when he showed up with a blond girl on his arm to his daughter’s first birthday party. Fiona’s entire family was there, she had never been so embarrassed in her entire life.
Sometimes Fiona questioned herself, she thought she was a good person, unlike her cousin who was having an affair with a married man. She figured that she was living proof that bad things happen to good people. But then she reminded herself of her main priority, her daughter, Nora.
Fyre had never been in love before nor was she in love with Sanjay Ramaswami. She was fascinated by him, he was married and the most amazing lover she ever had. He was her sin, sin of the most amazing kind, and she knew that she should stop this madness, after all, she had seen what cheating could do to a relationship, her own parents’ marriage had withered and died after she left for college.
But she couldn’t stop this, Sanjay always left her craving more of him, never before had she been so addicted to a man. Fyre had begun to think that there was something wrong with her, how could she not want to get rid of a man she didn’t even love? And then he would kiss her or touch her and everything would make sense.
Fiona hoped that her daughter hadn’t heard her godmother in the room with the man, Sanjay. She picked at her dinner, feeling more depressed than she ever had before. Nolan hadn’t just left her with a daughter, but he had taken away her will to even desire another man. Nora giggled on the floor, a slight smile tugged at the corners of Fiona’s lips.
Fiona sat considering how things could be any worst, then she remembered her brother, a romance sim who just had twins with a wife he couldn’t care less about. Then a strange howl ripped through the apartment causing her to jump, Fiona looked at the television where a gray wolf was howling at the moon. “How silly I am.” She mumbled, “Nora, it’s just the TV baby, come back.” She called to her toddling daughter who was high-tailing it for the bedroom and she safety of the soft covers.
Angel was just finishing his morning exercises when there was a knock at the door. He knew who it was and what she wanted even before he pulled the door open. He also knew that Fyre wouldn’t understand that he was busy with his salon business and just didn’t have the time to go see Fiona.
To his surprise the girl came in and sat on the floor, crossing her legs and staring at him intently. Angel sat with her, staring intently and waiting, “What do you want?” He asked finally. “I want to talk to you. Heavens knows why, so…how does this work?” “I uh…” Angel shrugged, “We just sit and have a conversation. You know this is awkward, I can’t even stand you.” “How well put.” She said sarcastically and started to speak, before she knew it she was spilling her guts, telling the young man what she didn’t even intend to.
Afterward she was shocked, she stared at Angel, trying to figure out what made her feel so compelled to tell him her entire life story. Angel smirked and pulled her to her feet, then into a hug. “Well, now I understand why you’re so bitter.” Fyre slapped him lightly in the back. “I’ll tell you how you and your cousin are different though, she’s tried love and been hurt but she’ll be stronger for it. You on the other hand are afraid to love, you figure that with a married man, you will not have to worry about commitment because he belongs to somebody else already.” Fyre sunk her nails into his back, Angel released a low growl.
Fiona was fixing lunch when she heard her daughter’s tiny voice. She followed the sound to where Nora stood in the bathroom, legs trembling, arms outstretched. It was time for the little girl’s birthday, Fiona had hoped that she would have lunch ready before it was time for the child to transition.
In a flash of light Nora grew into a blue eyed clone of her mother. A smug smile fell across Fiona’s face, her daughter looked like her, she was worried that she would have to look into Nolan’s face ever time she saw her child. “I’m going to school.” Nora announced. “It’s nearly twelve o’clock, you’ve missed most of the day.” “That’s alright Momma.” Nora ran to the room she shared with her mother and changed into her clothes then ran out of the door.
Fiona walked into the living room and was a little surprised to find Angel sitting on her couch. “Hey, you’re not working today?” “Nope, one of the perks of owning your own business.” He smiled and patted the seat beside him. When Fiona sat down Angel wasted no time telling her what was on his mind. “You’ve been wearing your pajamas for the last three days FiFi.” Fiona rolled her eyes at him. “Don’t do that. Come on, you’ve got to get over Nolan, your daughter is a child now, she needs you more than ever, do you want her childhood memories to be filled with depression?”
“No I don’t, but you weren’t there Angel. I thought I would be the one to marry him, I thought there would be more children with him.” “Wow. It must really hurt when you loose somebody you loved. I mean, I didn’t even know my dad was capable of crying until my mom had a heat stroke and died.” Angel wondered out loud, “Anyway, life goes on. You’re a beautiful girl and there are other men out there. Maybe if you ask Fyre she’ll go Downtown with you.” “Can’t you come, Fyre is so…fiery.” Angel chuckled, “No, you know eight is my bedtime.”
Across the room, Fyre was having a very important conversation. “No I don’t want you to leave your wife for me. No way, what’s wrong with you, are you crazy? You see Sanjay, I’m not the ‘settle down, start a family’ type. I want to meet men, and have fun and party till I’m too old to function.” She gnawed on her nail as she listened to the man rant on the other line.
Fyre couldn’t help but laugh, “No it’s not me it’s you. You know, we had a pretty good thing going, why did you have to ruin it by getting sprung?” She demanded, almost angry at the poor man. “Yeah, it was fun wasn’t it. Well, whenever you need a little excitement in your life, feel free to give me a call. Bye Sanjay.”
Later on that day Fyre was pretty bored, she sat outside in the cold, amusing herself by exhaling heavily and watching her warm breath turn into white vapor clouds when it met the cold air. She thought about what Angel had said, and her conversation with Sanjay. Maybe he was right, maybe she was scared of a relationship.
“What are you doing?” Fyre nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard his cool voice behind her. “What the hell are you doing sneaking up on me like that?” She snapped. “I didn’t…” He started to say and then stopped, Fyre exhausted him, and he really wasn’t in the mood to deal with her right now. Angel was about to head to the recreation area when she topped him. “I’m sorry, I know I’ve been giving you a hard time but that’s just me…I’m a difficult person.”
“Yes you are.” “Right. I’ve been thinking about what you said and—as much as I hate to admit it—you’re right. I’m scared to death of having a relationship, they usually end sour anyway. I mean, look at poor Fiona, and then there’s my parents, and my cousin Charming is married just because. Oh, and just the other day I got a call from my sister, she was freaking out because she was dating one of our professors, that didn’t go well and now she thinks she likes girls! And then Sanjay…”
Later that night Angel will be sitting in his apartment wondering why he kissed her. He will tell himself over and over again that it was because he wanted her to shut up, but at the back of his mind he would accept that it was something he always wanted to do, since puberty started. Fyre Spelman was the object of his wet dreams, she was his adolescent desire. She was always a popular, outgoing girl and the prom queen, while he was the hippie geek who stalked her with his eyes. He would wonder if he complicated things, wonder what Fyre thought, he would wonder if things would be awkward the next time he saw her…
Fiona crawled into bed beside her sleeping daughter. Nora had completely worn herself out at school, then when she came home she went to the playground right away to swing and play on the merry-go-round. If her mother hadn’t called her in to do her homework she would probably still be on the playground.
Angel had avoided Fyre for most of the following day, then she cornered him on the playground. Angel decided to keep swinging, he had the capability to pounce out of the swing and scale the walls using his hands and feet, but he was pretty sure that would freak her out. “Angel, get off the swing.”
“What the hell are you doing?” She demanded. “I’m sitting.” Fyre resisted the urge to slap him upside the head. “You’re avoiding me. Why are you avoiding me?” “I’m not avoiding you, I’ve just been busy.” “Angel, you kiss me more passionately than I’ve ever been kissed then you avoid me?!?”
“I mean, what was that? Huh? What was that? That wasn’t a kiss, that was…I can’t even describe that.” Angel blushed, that was his first kiss, he stuck his hand in his pocket and stared at nothing while Fyre continued to rant. “I’m sorry.” He said when she stopped for breath. “I’m very sorry, it’s just that…” “You love me.” “No…um…” Angel was completely embarrassed, he could not admit his feelings. “It’s more of a…a crush.”
“Fine, let’s call it a crush. But you’ve come along way from geeky hippie guy. You have acquired a wet dog scent since then but, you’re still sexy.” Fyre grinned at Angel’s discomfort. “It’s cool dude. Now about my cousin, thanks for, you know…finally talking to her.” “Sure, no problem.”
They paused to watch Nora play on the merry-go-round. Fyre inched away from Angel, she was a bit ashamed by his rejection, he wouldn’t even admit his attraction to her. But then, Angel wasn’t the average guy, she knew him since primary school and knew nothing more than his name. Nobody beside the principal had ever met his parents and nobody knew where he lived.
Fyre woke up agitated the next morning. “Where are you coming from?” Fiona asked her. “I went to see if Angel was home…but he’s not. He’s either out jogging or avoiding me again.” “Oh…” Fiona was confused at her cousin’s sudden infatuation with Angel Fly. “I’m going to meet Charming at the theatre later this evening. If I’m not back by three, can you keep an eye on Nora for me?” “Yeah, sure, whatever.”
Fiona arrived at the theatre, her brother was nowhere to be seen, but she expected that from Charming. The movie had already started when a brown haired woman took the seat beside her. From the corners of her eyes she saw the woman glancing at her. By the middle of the movie Fiona was ready to shout her annoyance, and then Charming walked in.
“Okay, who are you and what do you want?” He asked her roughly, then he smiled, “You’re one of Tina’s girls aren’t you?” “No, I’m not one of Tina’s girls.” She grumbled. “I am one of the guardians.” “I’ve seen you around, I’ve seen all of you, snooping around outside my house, watching my family. I understand that you’re trying to protect us but it’s getting pretty irritating.” Jo glowered at the young man with the stinking attitude, “I’ll see if that can be arranged.” “Thank you, I’ll appreciate that.” Charming said as Jo walked away, then he took a seat.
The movie had been finished a long time but Charming had seen none of it. He was preoccupied by his sister flirting with the blond man who smelled like feet. Charming had invited Fiona to the theatre just to get her out of the house. Although he was disgusted by the man, he had a feeling that a relationship would be good for Fiona, but vowed to rip the man’s head off if he broke his sister’s heart.
Nora had fallen asleep waiting for her mother to come home, she had done her homework with help from her godmother, then watched television for hours, but eventually her eyelids met and she fell asleep on the couch. Fiona walked in, humming to herself. She smiled at her sleeping daughter and kissed the child on her forehead. She changed into her PJs and decided to check the computer before going to bed.
“Oh my goodness!” Fiona shouted, then quickly placed a hand over her mouth. Suddenly things were turning around for her. The last job listed was one in the career field she wanted to be in ever since she was a teenager. In just a matter of days she would become a Professional Party Guest in the Slacker career.
Fiona woke up late the next day, “Hello…Angel…” She greeted the young man half heartedly, shocked to see him sitting in her apartment after all the strangeness between him and Fyre. Nora was chatting with him, the child loved being around Angel. “Hey Angel, you don’t mind babysitting Nora today do you? I’ve got to go to work today and so does Fyre.” Angel looked up and beamed, “You finally got the job?” Fiona’s answer was a wide grin.
Nora was elated to have Angel all to herself. When her mother and godmother were home, Nora had to compete with them for Angel’s affections. “Watch me do a handstand Angel, look, bet you can’t do this.” She giggled while he clapped and cheered.
Later on he took her downstairs and played with her, Nora always wondered what it would be like to have a father and she figured that this is how it would be. She squealed while he swung her around, feeling the air whip at her at her clothes and tug at her legs.
Fyre got her final promotion that night, now she could focus on other things…but what? She had no children to spend her free time with, no boyfriend either. She could probably go to the nightclub…but she didn’t feel like it so she went upstairs.
On her way home she passed by Angel’s door, Fyre was tempted to knock, then she heard a strange howling should and stepped back. “Angel?” She called, there was no answer. Slowly she turned in the direction of her own apartment and wondered why the man had his television turned up so loud.
“What are you doing?” Fiona asked Fyre after she’d fixed breakfast. “Nothing. Have you noticed the strange sounds coming from Angel’s apartment?” “Yeah, that boy has an obsession with scary movies. Speaking of Angel, what’s going on with you two?” “He kissed me.” Fyre said matter-of-factly. “Angel kissed you!” “That’s what I said.”
Fyremoved away from the computer and went next door, she entered the apartment without even knocking. Angel wasn’t surprised. “Morning Fyre, you’re late.” “Why isn’t breakfast on the table if you were expecting me then?”
“You can’t just let an awkward situation go can you?” Angel sighed. Fyresat down defiantly, “Fiona noticed how things have gotten between us. And seeing as how you’re not trying to make this any easier I’ll just tell you. I want you Angel Fly, more than I’ve ever wanted any man. I’ll even venture to say I’m obsessed with you, and I don’t know why. So stop pushing me away Angel, please.” “Why?” He asked stupidly.
“I just told you I don’t know.” Angel chuckled, suddenly understanding where Fyre’s obsession was coming from. The lady who used to speak to him after his mother died had warned him not to be impulsive for this same reason. “Fyre, you don’t love me. It’s just a mental thing, humankinds’ obsession with fantasy.” “What are you talking about?” “I get it now, it was the kiss.”
“I know you won’t believe me but I’m a werewolf.” “Now you’re just crazy.” “No, really I am. That’s why I never leave my house after dark, and the howling—I can’t help it when the wolves and other werewolves start.” He shrugged. “You don’t love me, I guess I must have bit you when I kissed you. It’s called an imprint, I left my mark on you. That’s all it is. I was told that it’s kind of how we establish our mates.”
Angel sat down, “I’m sorry.” “Ummm…what the hell are you talking about? I’m Fyre Spelman, I choose my mates they don’t choose me. And you didn’t bite me. I’ve always had this idea of the kind of guy I wanted to spend my life with. First of all, he had to look good, secondly he had to be sweet and affectionate and lastly he had to be smart. I just never realized that you fit that description perfectly until recently.” Fyre laughed, “So this whole werewolf thing, I’ll have to see that for myself.”
That night Fyre saw the side of Angel that nobody besides his father ever had. “I must say Angel, I’m a bit disappointed, I expected more hair.” “I’m not purebred, nor is my father.” Angel and Fyre became official after that. She planned on moving in to his apartment after Nora’s teen birthday.
Nora’s birthday rolled around pretty quickly. Fiona invited her entire family.
After she transitioned Nora proceeded to play the violin for her grandparents and her aunt and uncle. Fiona watched her pretty daughter entertain their family and smiled. Earlier that night she had reached the top of her career track and became a Professional Party Guest. She and Nora had made it without Nolan and they had done very well. There was a new love in Fiona’s life as well. Yes, things had finally gotten good for Fiona Spelman, Second Generation Spelman Spare.
Fyre Spelman became living proof that there is somebody to love for everyone, be it somebody you just met or somebody who was around forever. For Angel Fly the story isn’t over.
As you could see from the last set of pictures in the review, the twins grew up. So Fair and Ethan had no idea what to do with themselves now that there was nobody in the house but the two of them. They weren’t alone since Charming came back from college. Of course they had to play catch…why do sims always play catch?
Their peace and quite couldn’t last all day. Charming came home at the same time as the twins with his final promotion. No permaplat as his LTW is to have 20 simultaneous lovers…I may attempt this when he gets old…maybe…
Hey look! There’s Jasmyn in this picture! And she’s mopping…outside…in the rain… Oh well, behind her Fair is painting Charming’s new heir photo because the other one glitched.
And then it was time to help kids learn to study *sigh*. Charming helped Changeling while Griffin got his fun level up. CHANGELING: Aren’t you going to ask me how school was today? CHARMING: No, shut up and do your homework. CHANGELING: *Grumble*
Later on Jasmyn helped Griffin. JASMYN: I’m so glad to be helping you with homework, this is such a great bonding experience. GRIFFIN: … JASMYN: Uh…Grif…?
After he did his homework Griffin went to space out in front of the television. You’ll probably see him there a lot, this kid needs some new clothes…
DUDE: Charming, don’t think…uh…this is awkward. CHARMING: Really? How so? Just get on with it and tell me which one of the stupid clubs you’ll invite me to join. DUDE: Uh…Desirable Discourse… CHARMING: Okay, now get out of here so I can finish my business.
Hey kid, what are you up too? GRIFFIN: Playing. Don’t you want to play with your brother? GRIFFIN: Have you ever shared a womb with somebody?No you haven’t, well let me explain something to you Pixx, if you’ve been crushed up against somebody while you were swimming in a sac of slime, well, then you’d have had enough of that person. I see, carry on then…
After school that day Griffin made an effort to be a little bit social with his brother. CHANGELING: Hey Grif, what’s the answer to number eight? GRIFFIN: …You are a very annoying person.
I moved the heir pictures to the dining room, they’ll probably be placed somewhere else later on. JASMYN: Arg! There’s just so much grilled cheese all over the place! Stinking, rancid, grilled cheese!
I also added windows to the living room, moved the chess table inside, put some more comfortable chairs to it and put a pool outside. I also eavesdropped on Jasmyn’s and Charming’s conversation. JASMYN: So, who do you think is going to be the heir? CHARMING: Who cares, they’re kids Jazz, we’ll worry about that in a few days, after their birthdays. JASMYN: I’m just saying, an heir should be outgoing and Grif is a bit…blah!
CHARMING: And Mom was a cry baby but she did pretty well. JASMYN: Charming, how can you be so relaxed about this? The faith of this legacy rests on the heir. CHARMING: Will you just stop? I know that. I’m the one who was born into this family, I was chosen for heir. I think which ever one of our boys is chosen will do a good job. Check mate. JASMYN: Just talk to him Charming.
This is interesting, this is the first time I ever saw this thought bubble thingy. He’s been eating more than his fair share of grilled cheese trying to reach that LTW, does it maybe mean that he’s stuffed?
With Charming already turned into a warlock there was just nothing else for Fair to do with her magic, so she used it to clean, kind of get a jump on her chores. She’s not the kind to prank people… …Charming on the other hand, I’m a bit afraid of what he would do later on after his heir is…bewitched.
I understand that you’re an elderly lady but couldn’t you just mop up that tiny, little puddle? It’s not like you’re standing in the rain trying to mop up all the puddles in the yard…while it’s still raining. FAIR: Of course not Pixx, if you had magical powers you would be able to appreciate how simple it makes life.
Awww, how sweet, you’re making your bed…unlike your brother. Where is he anyway? CHANGELING: Who knows? He doesn’t speak to anybody.
This is autonomous. I was slowly drifting from one end of the house when I happened upon this.
And then this! I’m totally giving Griffin 10 points for effort. I mean look at him, he’s even going to the length of speaking to his brother…nicely!
Well I knew something good had to happen to Changeling if Griffin the Antisocial spoke to him. CHANGELING: Woo! Happy, excited, A+ action!
Oh my goodness! More social interactions from Griffin! JASMYN: I’m…so…happy *sniff*
This was funny, lightening struck the telescope and everyone who was outside ran over to it. Of course the rain put it out a second later.
And then it struck the exercise machine and every one ran over there, including this random walk-by lady.
AND THEN the fire caught Ethan, decided to heart fart him as he burnt. Nothing to worry about though, the rain put out the fire on exercise machine.
Jasmyn got a promotion again, finally, and it puts her right back where she started from. Jazz you’re taking too long to get that final promotion…come on girl, quit sucking!
Sabrina! What the heck are you doing in the boys’ room? Playing with their toys? I hope you’re not spelling anything, I’ve got my eyes on you! We’ve really got to talk about you and your unannounced visits.
SABRINA: Hello child, how are you? CHANGELING: I’m fine Aunty, Grandma said that you had a baby so there’s a new member in our family. SABRINA: That’s right kid, and which ever one of you is heir will probably get to marry her, because according to the family tree, you and her are not related. CHANGELING: No way! Ewwww, girls are icky!
Cute family pic of just Charming, his wife and kid…um I mean kids. If you squint a little and look closely you’ll see Griffin over at the computer. Poor lonesome kid.
CHARMING: Aunty, you’re still here? Quit trying to make my son marry your daughter, how do you know that he’s even going to be the heir? SABRINA: I know things. CHARMING: You know what, let me show you the way out *magic twinkling fingers of door opening*
Once his Aunt Sabrina aka The Threat to the Legacy was gone, Charming left for work. He’s a Professional Party Guest which means he gets to attend the hottest parties and ride around in a limo. Man I wish that were a real profession.
CHANGELING: Ugh! Grandma, this game is hard! FAIR: Patience boy. CHANGLELING: Can I go to bed now please? I’m tired. FAIR: Five more minutes… CHANGELING: But I’m tired!
INVICTUS: Hello silent boy. GRIFFIN: Hey Invictus. INVICTUS: You know, you are a strange one, why do you not socialize with your family? GRIFFIN: I do, it’s just that everyone in this family talks so much. INVICTUS: But, you have more outgoing points than your brother does. GRIFFIN: I know, I just don’t like to talk is all.
INVICTUS: But how will you find yourself a wife if you do not speak. You know there’s a good chance that you will become the heir. GRIFFIN: I don’t know, maybe things will change when I become a teenager. INVICTUS: You are a very bizarre child, like I’ve said before.
GRIFFIN: And you are a very strange cat. INVICTUS: Of course I am, if I wasn’t I wouldn’t be your grandmother’s familiar. CHARMING: You’re both weird, no offense Invictus. INVICTUS: None taken, I pride myself in being different, it makes me, me. CHARMING: Yes, now, I need to speak to my son. Come here Griffin.
CHARMING: Now, I’m not supposed to give you this talk until you become a teenager, but your mother was worried. I mean, my entire life I knew that there was something special about my family, I knew that me or your Aunt Fiona would become heir, that is until things changed and then I was the only possible candidate for heirship. If you are the heir things will have to change, for the good of a legacy. Okay? GRIFFIN: Okay Daddy. CHARMING: Any questions?
GRIFFIN: Yes, can I forfeit the heirship? CHARMING: I uh…I don’t know, I guess you could since you’ve got a brother. Now, I’ve got a question for you, do you hear any voice other than Pixx’s? GRIFFIN: No way, that’s crazy. Can I tell you a secret Daddy?I think Invictus already knows. CHARMING: Yeah, you can tell me anything. GRIFFIN: Okay, I don’t hear things, but I see them. CHARMING: Oh…what kind of things? GRIFFIN: I see this guy, he knows Grandma but he doesn’t know you. And he’s afraid because he’s already lost everyone he loves, his entire life changed and he’s scared that it’s going to happen again.
CHARMING: That’s interesting… GRIFFIN: Yes, there’s so much more. JASMYN: More of what? CHARMING: You ask me to talk to the boy and when I do you want to know what we talked about. Well, it’s none of your business and you won’t understand anyway. JASMYN: Whatever. Griffin baby, it’s time for bed.
Sometimes I wonder what I married into, these people are so strange. The old woman believes that she can cast spells, I usually catch the old man staring at my butt and one of my sons refuses to hold a conversation with anyone. Sometimes I think that my Changeling is the only normal person in this house. And then there’s Charming who is as confusing as they come, but I love him, bad attitude and all. In fact it was his mysteriousness that attracted me to him in the first place.
Awwwwwwww…cute prone picture. It’s kinda cute how even after sims get old they’re still madly in love with each other. But this was the first time Fair slept in the bed in a while, she usually just sat on the throne of light and recharged. And that brings me to another new rule of my legacy. The throne of light is for the elders only, unless one of the heirs marries another witch, then only said witch will be able to sit on the throne.
CHARMING: Arg! This sucks! I was skilling ever since I was a tot, I’ve already reached the top of my career and I’ve still got to skill! It never ends! FAIR: Oh it ends. You’re screaming about what you have to do now but when you get my age and have nothing better to do than sit on this throne all day, you’ll be complaining about boredom. CHARMING: I’ve got four active points Ma, I’m pretty lazy. You’ve got eight, I could sit on that throne all day and won’t complain. Trust me.
I found this funny. These two are both sore losers, they take rock, paper, scissors to a whole new level. ETHAN: Ha! Scissors beat paper! CHANGELING: Noooooo!!!!
CHANGELING: Ha ha! Woooo! Rock beats scissors. ETHAN: Arrrrgggg! You cheated! It doesn’t matter who won, they became best friends over that game.
After that they just started to hang out autonomously. ETHAN: Let me tell you about the wonders of grilled cheese…
They were just so cute, I couldn’t help but fill this chapter with pictures of them!
JASMYN: So what did you and your father talk about? GRIFFIN: He just told me to be more social because there’s a good chance that I could be the heir and I’ll have to get married and junk. JASMYN: Don’t say ‘and junk’ sweet heart, it does not sound nice and the headmaster will be coming over tomorrow.
ETHAN: Well hello there little Sphinx. GRIFFIN: It’s Griffin…actually. ETHAN: Wow, you said three words to me in only a matter of seconds! GRIFFIN: Yeah…right…
Headmaster KoreyJitmakusol came over. Jasmyn still in her work clothes showed him around while Ethan fixed a grilled cheese dinner. Griffin decided that he would help out by doing his homework to show how studious he is.
Korey did not take to Jasmyn, they lost schmooze points so I sent Fair outside to sit with him while he ate in hopes of bringing those points back. She didn’t. And in one final desperate attempt to gain some points I sent Charming out to be charming.
And he knew that the secret to every educated man’s heart is rum, so he fixed some drinks and got a bonus ten points but it wasn’t enough. Time ran out before I could have Charming schmooze about school and would you believe that my score was 89/90! Ugh! I was so mad!
This may have scared the poor man. Fair I don’t think he’s interested in you either.
To cheer myself up I decided to let the boys have their birthday, they’d grow up tomorrow at six anyway.
I think Charming and Fair were a bit too excited about the boys becoming teens. FAIR: Woo! Two handsome grandsons! CHARMING: Woo! No more whining kids!
Aw man! Jasmyn you ruined this one… Changeling rolled ROMANCE like his dad, and they have the same LTW too, 20 SIMULTANEOUS LOVERS. Ick! He likes his ladies with CUSTOM HAIR and GREY HAIR. And what turns him off is LOGICAL ladies.
Oh thank heavens for one who can go out in public without a bag over his head, although his mouth does bare some resemblance to his mother’s. Griffin you are your father’s son. Griffin rolled KNOWLEDGE and he’s attracted to girls with CUSTOM HAIR and who are HARD WORKERS as long as they’re not wearing HATS. His LTW is to BECOME MEDIA MAGNALE. I haven’t decided how I’ll choose the heir yet…
Enrique looked down at the head of fiery red hair. Jilly’s visits were the only things he had to look forward to. He knew that he broke the rules by with holding crucial information from the Wolves, although he put on a brave front for his only visitor, in truth his heart was broken. He had dedicated his entire life to this organization and suddenly he found himself on the receiving end of their punishments. He should be honored not rebuked.
“I don’t understand,” Jilly was about to ask the question she had asked a million times, “You raised him, how could Dallas possibly treat you the way he does?” Enrique sighed, every time the girl asked he answered differently, hoping to help her understand without having to say exactly, but this time he decided that he had to tell someone and Jilly was the perfect candidate. “It all comes down to my sister, she left when Dallas was a young baby, too preoccupied with chasing a vampire to take care of her children. The boys think that I could have stopped her, they don’t know how stubborn she could be.”
“Wait, they?” Jilly looked up at the old man. “Yes, Dallas is five and a half minutes older than his twin brother Dakota. He was also the biggest of the boys which is why I chose him to follow in my footsteps. They do not know each other, Dallas was put into The Academy from the moment he was potty trained. But later I realized that Dakota showed potential to be a Guardian, so I trained him myself. “
Jilly took a minute to comprehend what the old man has told her but when she did she lounged across the floor wearing a content smile on her face. “You’re protecting Dakota? You’re locked up here because they blame you for removing the relics and Pong because they don’t know about Dakota.” “Yes, especially now that I know how vicious we could be to our own.” Enrique ran his fingers through his gray hair. “I am protecting Dakota, his family and his quest. And I will protect you too by not telling you exactly what that quest is. I’m sure that the Witches have caught wind of something so you will understand soon.”
“That’s sweet.” A deep voice said from behind causing both Jilly and Enrique to jump up in surprise. Dallas lounged against the wall, one hand on his chest as he feigned being touched. “I can’t believe that you’re falling for this.” “I’m not falling for anything, it’s the truth Dallas.” “Get out Jill.” He growled at his former partner who shot him a sour look.
“No.” Jilly snapped, “I will not leave you here to torture Enrique. This man raised you Dallas.” “No he didn’t, I was raised at The Academy just like you were. Waste of time that was, you’re forgetting your training, letting the perp sweet talk you into compassion. He is a liar and a traitor.” “Well, that liar and traitor should have left your ass in the bush to be eaten by wolves when your mother abandoned you!” She shouted, hitting below the belt, then dashing out of the cell before she ripped Dallas’ throat out.
Dallas took a deep breath and swallowed the growl that wanted to escape his throat. “You may have wormed your way into Jilly’s heart but I’m not nearly so gullible.” “You don’t believe me? You can find Dakota in the forest not far from my home. Take one look at him and you will see that I’m not lying, talk to him and you’ll find that you see things from the same prospective. Now I couldn’t stop Forever from leaving, but I tried damn hard to talk some sense into her, to keep her with you.” Dallas didn’t answer, he stared long and hard at the old man, then walked out of the cell. He groaned when he realized Jilly was nowhere to be found and he really needed to talk to her. True she annoyed him by always trying to be Goodie Twoshoes but she did keep him centered and brought things into perspective for him.
It was nagging me, haunting my dreams… I had to find out who the voice in Sabrina’s head was, even if it meant that I would have to live with the psycho. So I decided to pay her a visit. Dustin was rather shocked when he saw me and he ushered me in wordlessly. Sabrina was sitting on the couch staring at nothing in particular, I wondered if she were already aware of my intentions.
“Hello Pixx, are you excited about your cousin’s wedding?” I was taken aback, how could she know that? “Uh, yeah. I may read the scripture.” There was no time to beat around the bush, I had to get to the bottom of this and regain control of my legacy, not to mention finding a way to fix poor Dustin. “So, how about that voice in your head? Is it a male or female?” The witch’s eyes narrowed but she maintained her smile, “Oh, I’m pretty sure they’re male.” “They’re? There’s more than one?”
“Of course. There’re two actually, they’re both pretty pissed off. One is especially angry with you.” “Me? What the hell did I do?” I demanded. Sabrina chuckled, “That’s for me to know and you to figure out.” She winked. I wondered why she was being so open about these voices. I realized that at least one of those voices knew me well enough to know how much I despised riddles. Why was nothing in this life easy? Damnit!
“So, you’re not gonna just come right out and tell me who the voice is?” I cussed under my breath. “Are you going to give me a clue at least?” “Yes, you know both of the voices. One you know better than the next, I mean, you know one of the voices better than he knows himself, that is to say, you know his untold story. The other voice you encountered once, but he does not recognize you now, to him you are two faced.” She grinned knowingly. “They say that you are welcomed to stay and try to find them, but you will need a force to bring them down, providing that you are able to find them.” I took a couple deep breaths to calm my rising temper.
“Okay Sabrina, answer me this, I know what you have to gain from this whole…legacy take over thing, but what about them? What do they win?” Sabrina stood and stretched, “Them, they gain revenge.” She sauntered off to go find her youngest daughter while I sat and struggled to control my quick temper. Sabrina was not even concerned by my presence, to me this meant that I was not the most powerful person in this legacy, in fact, I was pretty insignificant. This revelation only made me all the more determined to put a stop to the madness and prevent a takeover.
I had free movement through the house, seeing as how Sabrina was unperturbed by my being in her domain. I found Endora asleep in her mother’s bed. I wondered if she would hear the voices too when she became a teen. Then it hit me, she was older than the twins, yet she had just become a child, and Tabitha should be nearly ready to become a teen. What strange spell had Sabrina cast on her daughters, what was her plan, or the voices’ rather. Her daughters being the same age as the twins were of more use to her than them being younger…or at least that’s what I thought, and truth be told I was far out of the loop.
I found Tabitha in her room, exhausted and needing to pee so I carried her to the bathroom and set her on the potty where she did her business. “Hey kid, you’ve got my hair.” I chuckled and carried her back to her room, placed her in the crib and watched her long after she had fallen asleep. I liked these two girls, I had no problem with them marrying into the legacy, it was just their evil mother… I decided to keep a closer eye on this particular house, watch for clues and see what I could find out about the two revenge seeking voices.