The last day of Surprise!Baby Frank's Bachelor challenge

1. Welcome back to day six and what will be the final day of my Surprise!Baby Frank’s bachelor challenge. The contest came down between two lovely yet wildly different ladies, Star Walton from Orikes’ Pseudo Legacy and Mary Austen-Smith from Charris’ (Cait/Cee) The Regacy. Since I have been gone for so long, let’s get right to it. Shall we?

2. “It is highly unfair! I demand a recount! A supreme court decision! This is an outrage and a gross judicial misrepresentation,” Caffie yelled loudly, jabbing a finger toward the television accusingly. “Can’t you talk some sense into her, Cee?” Ori asked from next to the ranting woman. “Um, how about no.” “You miscreants should all be hung out of a window and defenestrated,” Caffie continued. “Ooohhh! Big words! Did you use a thesaurus?” Yakko asked ingenuously. “I remember when Onslow was a boy, I would catch him in the bathroom on the toilet reading the dictionary. He would be so mad that I walked in on him but it was a potty emergency, you know.”

3. “Lark! Get your butt in here and control your creation! He’s interfering in my rant.” “At least she admits it,” Fuzzy said to the simself next to her. “Yep!” Doc agreed. “What’d I do?” Yakko asked. “If you have to ask…” “That’s a woman answer isn’t it. Meaning I should know the answer and not have to guess for myself, right?”

4. “You shouted?” I asked walking in from the back bedroom. “We didn’t. Caffie did.” “I think she is still a little miffed about the results.” “That and Yakko’s being Yakko.” “Did you really expect him to be any different?” “No,” both chorused with a grin. “Good.”

5. “So you yelled?” I asked turning to look at Caffie. “Yeah, I did. Your creation is interrupting my game! How am I supposed to watch the Longhorns kick some northern team’s butt without a little creative encouragement?” Ori glanced at the television and then back at Caffie. “So you mean that you’re spewing all of this rant because of a football game? Not the challenge?” “Yup! I have a thing for men in tight pants and helmets. I mean, I was upset about Ruby Mae going home, but not enough to hold a grudge. At least not much of one.” “Hooray for honesty!” “Shut up, Yakko.”

6. “Soooo!!! Now that this little misunderstanding is cleared up. We have something much more important to talk about.” “What’s that, Lark?” Doc asked.

7. “What are we going to wear to the champagne party?” “Oh! How about champagne!” “Don’t make me hurt you…” “Okay, fine,” Yakko grumbled. “Where’s the nurse?” he asked looking around the room and noticing that Jo wasn’t there.

8. “She’s lying down in the bedroom,” I answered. “She isn’t feeling very well. I was with her until Caffie bellowed.” “Hey!” “What? It’s the truth.” “So you’re saying that my nurse is sick?” “Yeah.”

9. Yakko jumped up from his chair and took off running toward the back of the house. “Don’t worry, Hot Nurse! I’ll be there to play doctor with you!” “Something tells me I shouldn’t have said that.” “You think?” Doc asked. “You know how crazy he is about Jo,” Fire added. “Yeah. But I forgot just how crazy.”

10. “The director-person said you weren’t feeling well.” “It’s nothing Yakko. I’ll be ace in a few.” “But I want you to be the queen. She’s sexier.” “Oh you goof, come here.”

11. “So you didn’t tell me why you were feeling all yucky.” “Well, remember back when we were first married back in chapter 1?” “Yeah.” “That’s why.” “Oh!” -----

12. Frank checked his email once more, looking for more looking for more from his director-person, but not really finding it. All that was in his inbox was a plethora of spam offering to increase the size of his sausage and a little note from Lark saying, “See you later.”

13. He sighed and shut down the email program, glancing out the window as he did so.

14. His breath caught at the sight, both Star and Mary wet from their morning swim were out on the beach in front of him. Damn, he thought, how was he supposed to pick between the two of them? He loved them both . Cared for them both. Could see himself living his life with either of them. Sighing, Frank pushed back his chair. Time to get this day started.

15. Like the other days, the three settled into the hot tub. Today though, the tension seemed to have evaporated.

16. The hours passed quickly. And by the end of it, Frank had been well and truly soaked by both Mary and Star. It was like the two were working in concert, taking turns splashing him.

17. Lunch was an animated affair, although most of the talking was done by Mary and Star with Frank watching the two. He knew he’d have to pick between the two women but they weren’t doing anything to make the decision any easier on him. They were both so different, yet, he could see himself being happy with either of them. The real question was, which one did he want to spend the rest of his life with? And a part of him didn’t want to change how things were right now. With the three of them. He shook his head. Where did that thought come from? Pushing back from the table, Frank excused himself. He needed some time to think and there was really only one place he could do that.

18. “Hmmm… what does my horoscope say today? ‘You have a big decision to make today, but make sure to think things through and not rush into things. Everything will sort itself out in the end and the choice will be clear.’ Well if that isn’t a bunch of useless crap,” Frank muttered. “I suppose I’ve hidden in here long enough.” Standing up, he finished his bathroom routine and pulled on his clothes. He knew what he needed to do, now, he just needed to do it.

19. As soon as he stepped out of the bathroom, he was greeted by Mary. “Mr. Warner! It is so good of you to join me! I was beginning to think you’d deserted the both of us.” Frank shrugged. “You should know I wouldn’t do that,” he protested mildly, ducking his head to hide the fact that he had thought, however briefly, of running away and saying ‘screw it’ to the whole challenge. “I know you would not. I was merely teasing you. I forget that you are much like my brother, Frank, and that you get flustered easily.” “That doesn’t weird you out a little, the possibility that you might marry a man with the same name as your brother?” he asked, trying to get the woman to change the subject.

20. “Why should it bother me?” she asked, lifting her hand to stroke his face. “What I feel for you is not what I feel for my brother.” Frank smiled. “Good. Because I don’t think of you as a sister either.”

21. “So what do you think of me, Mr. Warner?” “I think I’d rather show you,” he murmured drawing her close.

22. “So, did you two kids have fun?” Star asked archly after Frank separated from Mary. “Yup yup! Kissing is definitely fun. Now I see why Dad-doo and Mum do it so much.” Star looked up from her stack of chips with a contemplative expression on her face. “So are you saying that you like History Britches the best?” “Nope.” “So do you want to kiss me?” “Do you even have to ask?” “Apparently, Yes.” “Follow me to the other room.”

23. “Is this answer enough for you?” he asked yanking the woman into his arms. “I don’t know, you haven’t kissed me yet.”

24. He kissed her.

25. That night, Frank felt someone slip into bed next him.

26. He wasn’t sure if he was dreaming, be he didn’t want to wake and find out that he was.

27. That is until he felt a pair of soft hands slip around his waist. Groggily, he opened his eyes and turned toward the intruder. “Sleep well, Mr. Warner,” he heard Mary murmur. Taking her words as an order, he slept.

28. Early the next morning, Frank confronted Mary about her actions. “Why do you keep sneaking into my room?” he asked. The woman smiled sadly. “Sometimes I miss sleeping next to someone. My husband…” “You’re married?” She nodded. “I was. He died. It feels like it was a lifetimes ago but the pain. It sneaks up on me at times.” “I’m sorry. I didn’t know.” “Do not be. Being here with you, Mr. Warner. I would not want to be anyplace else.”

29. “That means a lot to me to hear you say that,” Frank said, pulling her close. The woman melded to his body her arms slipping around him as they started to dance to an orchestra that only they could hear. “It is the truth.”

30. “I know. That that is what makes it so nice to hear. Thank you.”

31. “You’re welcomealthough I would appreciate it if you kept your hands in more appropriate places.” Frank flashed a gamin grin. “Sorry. It was just so tempting,” he explained, emphasizing his point by squeezing her rump again. “Where did you learn to be so brazen?” “Dad-doo.” “And what else did he teach you?”

32. “This.” ----

33. “What are you doing here?” “I could ask you the same question.” “Do you both mind? I’d like a little privacy.” “I’ll leave when you do.” “Why don’t you both leave, go get dressed or something.”

34. “So did History Britches and I really bug you this morning?” “Well, I did feel a bit of performance anxiety.” “Performance anxiety?” “Well, you see there is this small side effect from eating all of the cheese…” “Oh?” “Yeah.” “Oh!”

35. “So yeah. I don’t really want an audience for that.” “How about for this?” Star asked twirling Frank around. “What do you mean?” “History britches is watching and she doesn’t look happy.” “Oh, maybe we should stop,” Frank suggested.

36. Star ignored his suggestion.

37. When Star and Frank broke apart, Frank decided to make it up to Mary and pulled her into his arms. Star watched for a while, then left the room.

38. Frank and Mary didn’t notice, they had other things on their minds.

39. “You know I love you, right, Mary?” “I know and I return your feelings. But I do not think I am the only one.” “You think so? I don’t know.” “Why don’t you ask her?” “You wouldn’t mind?” “I love you enough that I want you to be happy. With whoever that is.”

40. Frank found Star in the game room. “Why is it that every time I do something with another girl you run away?” he asked reaching down to grasp her hands. “What makes you think I’m running away?” she asked pulling her hands out of his. Frank didn’t speak but looked pointedly at their hands. “Oh.”

41. Frank enfolded her in a loose embrace. “I don’t want you to run away and don’t want to have you push me away.”

42. “I’m not pushing you away,” Star murmured. “I don’t want you to go away.” “Oh really?” “Yeah.”

43. “Mind if I put that to the test?” Frank asked reaching down to cup Star’s behind. “Frank! What have I told you?” “What can I say? Besides I’ve always heard it was better to beg for forgiveness than to ask permission.” “Oh? And what else have you heard?” “Oh not much just how to know if someone is the one for you.” “And?” They say the way to tell is in their kiss.” “So kiss me.”

44. He did. ---

45. The trio settled down for an early lunch. Frank, again, found himself torn between the two women they were so very different. Yet he still could see himself with either of them. A small part of him wondered if he could have both of them, then he shook it off. There was no way he was going down that road, he didn’t think that either girl would go for it. He had to make up his mind and soon, if the clock was to be believed. Clearing his throat, he interjected into Star and Mary’s conversation, “Sorry to interrupt, but, I wanted to ask you two something.” “Listen to him, History Britches, he sounds all timid. I think you scare him.” “Well, excuse me. I just wanted to know if either of you didn’t want me to choose you,” he huffed. “I am not one of those men who doesn’t care if the woman he wants desires him in turn. I have to make a decision and it would make my life a hell of a lot easier if one of you didn’t want, well, me.”

46. “Okay where in the hell did that come from? Of course we both want you!” Star cried. “I wouldn’t have stuck around until now if I didn’t!” “Star…” Frank started. “No. I am done!” Pushing the plate in front of her away violently, Star shoved her chair back and stormed from the room. Mary looked over at Frank. “I’ll talk to her. It is time you make your decision.”

47. Mary found Star sitting watching the waves next to an abandoned sandcastle.

48. “Do you mind if I join you?” Mary asked. “If I said I do mind?” “I’d probably join you anyway.” Star snorted at the response. “Then be my guest.”

49. “So I suppose you’re here to find out what’s gotten the alien girl all moody and broody.” “Only if you want to tell me.” “Well I don’t, okay! So piss off.”

50. “Would it make you feel better if I told you that I am worried about Frank’s decision too. And not for the reason that you would believe.” “Oh? So what would ruffle the unflappable Mary Austen?” “The fact that no matter who wins we both lose. I don’t like losing.” “And what would you be losing?” “Your friendship.” “Oh…”

51. “I haven’t really had a female friend other than my family, you understand. While you are a little more blunt and brash than I am used to, I think it is part of your charm. And I think that Frank sees the same. I have enjoyed our time here, getting to know both you and Frank. I am afraid when Frank makes his choice that what we have built here will crumble.” “It doesn’t have to,” Star offered. “We can remain friends.” “But won’t you be upset seeing me with Frank and knowing you could have had him?” “Who says you won?!” “My point still stands.”

52. “Yeah, I know. And it’s a good one. I just… I just don’t know.” “And that is the crux of my dilemma.” “Sucks dead monkey balls.” “I concur.” “So what do we do?” Star asked.

53. “We could—” Mary started to answer but was cut off. “Mary, can I talk to you?” Frank asked, interrupting the discussion between the two girls. “Looks like you were right, History Britches. Congrats,” Star said rising to her feet. “I’ve got to go.” “Star…” both Mary and Frank said in unison.

54. “What was all that about?” Frank asked. “For someone with spectacles you are remarkably unobservant.” “What does that have to do with anything?” “Any fool can see how Miss Walton feels about you.”

55. “Any fool huh? I suppose I’m not as foolish as you think. I know Star loves me. I love her too. That’s why I wanted to talk to you, Mary. I love you, you’re my best friend, and you deserve to be the first to know. I’m picking Star. If I could pick both of you, I would. But I can’t.” “I see.” “I’m sorry.”

56. “Why are you sorry? You picked the woman you wanted.” “I picked one of them. I wanted you too, Mary. I just can’t have both. That isn’t fair to you or Star. I am not some sultan with a harem and I respect you and love you too much to belittle you like that. And more than anything, I don’t want lose you as a friend.” “I understand, Mr. Warner.” “Frank.” “I understand, Frank.”

57. “So we’re good? You don’t hate me?” “I don’t think that could be possible, Frank.” Frank held the woman tighter to him, “Good. I don’t want to lose you.”

58. “I do not think you need have any fear of that,” Mary whispered, placing a kiss on Frank’s cheek. “Now, I think you need to find Miss Walton before she gets too much of the wrong idea.” “You’re right.”

59. Frank didn’t have to go very far to find Star. “I’m sorry,” he started when he reached the green-skinned woman. “Sorry that you dumped me?” “What? No!”

60. “No, you’re not sorry? I guess you are more of an asshole than I thought. I don’t know what I saw in you.” “Dammit, Star! Stop putting words into my mouth and accusing me of things I haven’t done! I love you, okay! And I didn’t dump you, I couldn’t dump you.” The woman’s face softened. “So what are you saying?”

61. “Star Walton, would you be willing to spend the rest of my life with me?” “Are you asking me to marry you?” “No. But I am asking that you let me love you and your quirks for foreseeable future.” “I think that can be arranged.”

62. “Whew!” Frank said, stepping back and to the side. “For a moment there I thought that this was going to be the first bachelor challenge in history where there were no winners and the bachelor went home a lonely man.”

63. “And this whole speech would be better if the sky weren’t spitting on us.” “You know you could end up a lonely bachelor if you don’t take your eyes off of my boobs and give me a little lip action.”

64. “That can be arranged.” ----

65. Outside of the house, a gaggle of simselves stood waiting. “Does this dress look okay?” Cee asked worriedly. “It isn’t too old fashioned.” “You look lovely, Cee,” Doc soothed. “We all look lovely,” Fire added. “You know if we are done complimenting each other we should get going,” I stated. “Yakko and Jo have gone on ahead. And this bloody rain can stop now!” The clouds complied with my demand and the sun started to shine once again. “That’s better.” “Way to show the weather who’s boss,” Orikes complimented.

66. “Ring-a them bells, Ring-a them bells , We is goin’ Don't know where...” “Yakko, can you stop with your cryptic singing and just knock on the door?” Jo called from the driveway. “I’m right ready to blow here.” “Yes, Nurse!”

67. “Dad-doo! What are you doing here?” Frank asked. “Your mom and I needed to meet your girl and give her the third degree. We don’t need any more crazy psychos marrying into this family.” “Uh about that…” “Don’t listen to your father, Frank,” Jo soothed. “I’m sure you’ve picked a nice girl unlike your brothers.”

68. “I’m sure you didn’t mean me, Jo?” Fuzzy asked archly. “Not at the moment. Ask me again when you are cackling maniacally.” Frank ignored the byplay between his mother and sister-in-law and instead concentrated on his father. “So I guess you know I’ve made my choice.” “Yep! We’ve come to welcome the woman to our ever growing family.” “Oh Dad-doo you didn’t…” Frank said finally looking at his mother for the first time. “Okay , I didn’t. But that would be a lie.”

69. “How did this happen, Mum?” Frank asked touching Jo’s pregnant belly tentatively. “The usual way I imagine. Lots of woohoo.” “But!” “Oh Frank, baby, it doesn’t mean anything. This world. It isn’t real.”

70. “Oh that would explain why you and Dad-doo are both young again. Like the pictures in the house. Good to know. You really had me going there.” “Yeah, that’s it…” Yakko drawled with a small grin. “Stop teasing, Yakko!” “Okay. I will stop teasing Yakko.” “YAKKO!” “Yes? What are you both doing standing here? Isn’t this supposed to be a toast party? I want to get some cinnamon toast before it is all gone.” “I don’t think that they meant that kind of toast, dear.”

71. “To my youngest, even though he has crappy taste in bread. Here’s to the woman that he’s picked, may you be as happy as your Mum and I.” “I don’t think you’re supposed to eat the glasses, Yakko,” Caffie whispered to the man. “You’re not? Well that explains the crappy taste.”

72. “Okay, whoever you strange people are, move. I want to dance with my boy. And I don’t need to trip over your frantic flailing.”

73. “So what do you say? You and me, vertical mambo.” “I’d rather do the horizontal one,” Frank said with a grin.

74. “Yeah, me too. But do you really want to do that here? Now? With your parents and creator here?” “Good point.”

75. The party continued, although Frank and Star really didn’t notice or care. Although Frank found it a little strange that all of the simselves were lining up to talk to his mum’s belly. However, that was not all that was going on.

76. On the other side of the room, Cee and Mary were having a discussion. “I’m sorry that Frank didn’t choose you, Mary. I suppose you’ll be wanting to go back to Simshire now.” Mary smiled gently. “No, Madam, I think I shall remain here for a time.”

77. “But why? Won’t you be lonely? And cold? There is no Simcaribbean here.” “I will be fine, Madam. Frank and I have promised to remain friends, and Miss Walton as well. I cannot abandon them. I have I feeling that they will need me.” “What do you mean? Do you know something that I don’t.” Mary smiled mysteriously. “Mayhap not know. But my intuition tells me that they will.”

78. “Oh. Is there anything I can do?” “Perhaps help me settle into this time and place?” Cee looked down at her outfit and she thought of her relationship with Oman back in Belladonna Cove. “Maybe we can help each other? Assuming, of course, that Lark will stop laughing at Frank’s lack of dance skills and give her permission.” “Huh, what?” I asked, mentally rewinding the conversation I tried not to overhear. “Sure whatever. Just make sure to follow the rules.” “Rules?” “I’ll explain later.”

79. Over by the stereo, Star broke off from dancing and beelined to the open champagne. “What are you doing?” Frank asked watching her pour two glasses.

80. “Getting you and me a drink. What does it look like?” “But why?” “We didn’t get one earlier, even though the toast was for us.”

81. The man nodded uncertainly, his dark eyes never leaving Star’s. “And?” he prompted.

82. The green-skinned woman wrinkled her nose. “Okay, and maybe I just wanted to do something romantic. Just the two of us.” “If you want romantic, I can think of several things more romantic than warm champagne,” Frank teased. Star clinked her glass to his. “Now that’s something I can drink to!”

83. Before the two lovebirds could sneak off to discover hidden meanings to afternoon delight, I snagged Frank for a quick talk. “I wanted to make sure this is what you want. What you really want. Because I can fix it if it isn’t. I know you were pressured into this, and I know that you have a tendency to do what you think will please everyone else. So if this, if Star doesn’t make you happy…” I trailed off letting him draw what I hoped would be the right conclusions. Frank stared at me in shock. His surprise evident in his posture. “I didn’t think that you could do that.” “There’s a reason your father calls me ‘Director-person,’ Frank,” I pointed out. “I guess that makes sense,” he said, half to himself. “But I’m okay. Really. Sure I was a little reluctant in the beginning. But…” “But?”

84. “But, I think this was just what I needed.” “Good. Now give me a hug,” I commanded. “Keeping up your huggy reputation, Lark?” Doc called from where she was dancing but to Mary and Star’s amusement. “You bet your bippy I am,” I retorted. “Speaking of bippies, I need to talk to Star.”

85. “What do you want?” the green-skinned woman asked. “Since you are the winner I am assuming that you are coming back to Belladonna to be with Frank. Am I right?” “That’s the plan,” she said warily. “Why are you bringing it up?” “Well, I figured you would like a crash course on how my world works. Since it may be different from your own and well I have my quirks.” Star snorted. “Who doesn’t.” “Be nice. Do you want to know or not?”

86. “Sure. Go ahead and tell me the rules. I can’t promised I’ll follow them though.” I sobered. “You’re going to have to,” I said quietly. “Every one has to follow them.” “You’re making me nervous. Why don’t you tell me without all of this dramatic preamble?” “Fine. Here’s the deal. First, you’re going to die.” “What?!” “Relax, everyone will. Except for the people in the simself apartments. If you aren’t in one of them, you age and you die. Period. Second. The challenge comes first. That means that whatever rules the main house is restricted by at the moment the spare houses have to follow. This includes no service sims and no promotions for the time where promotions aren’t allowed.”

87. “Geez! That doesn’t sound so bad anything else?” “Just one thing. I don’t interfere in my sims lives. Their decisions are their own. Whatever they may be. So long as it doesn’t jeopardize the challenge, I won’t step in.” “What are you saying?” “I’m saying that you have to live with the consequences of your actions. All of my sims do. If you want an example of what I am talking about, I suggest you look up Frank’s brother, Oman or Onslow. Or talk to Cee sitting over there with your creator. They can better illustrate what I mean. “Just so long as you don’t have a raving psycho vampire witch I am all good. You don’t have any of those do you?” “No, no psycho vampire witches,” I answered, deliberately not mentioning Onslow’s former fiancée. “Then we’re good.”

88. “So we’re good?” Orikes asked, unconsciously echoing her creation. “Were we ever bad?” “No. I mean. No hard feelings about Star winning.” Cee took a bite of her gelatin and chewed it thoughtfully. “I will admit that I still wish Mary had won.” “I wouldn’t expect otherwise.” “But if Mary can be gracious about this, so can I.”

89. “Mum! Dad-doo, what are you doing in here?” The party’s in the other room.” “I beg to disagree, youngest spawn of mine at the moment. The Party is where ever your Mum is.” Jo smiled. “There are times I wonder why I married you. This is not one of those times.” “Hello Nurse!”

90. “Why’d you stop dancing, sexy nurse?” “I’m feeling a little funny.” “Ohh? Can I feel your funny too?” “Not in that way, Yakko.” “Then in what kind of way?”

91. “In the BABY kind of way!” “Yakko!” Doc yelled. “You couldn’t keep it in your pants for one small bachelor challenge?” “What can I say I haven’t had Nurse Woohoo in over a year, a sim gets desperate.”

92. “Um hello, anyone care about the Aussie giving birth over here!” “We’ve all seen it before,” Fuzzy remarked. “How can you say that, daughter-in-law! Each birth is a surprise. Just spin and twirl, sexy almost not pregnant nurse.”

93. “Ohh It’s another lad. Looks just like you Yakko. What shall we call him?” “How about Israel?” “Sounds good. A fitting name.” The baby turned and looked straight at the viewer and said in a odd voice, “Frank, Wake up!” ----

94. “Frank , Wake up!” a voice called out from the main room.

95. “Ung! Mary! Star! Mum! Dad-doo! Babies!”

96. “Babies!” Frank cried, bolting awake.

97. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he muttered, “It was a dream. That’s all it was. No way Mum could be pregnant. Not at her age,” he soothed himself. “No way it could be true.”

98. “It was just my imagination.” The voice of one of his roommates bellowed again. “Frank! Get your ass up! You’ve got a phone call!” “Coming!” he called, slipping out of bed.

99. “Hello?” “Frank?”

100. “Mum? What are you doing calling so late at night?” “Well… Umm... I don’t know how to tell you this…” “Mum you’re scaring me.” “Oh you tell him, Yakko!” his mother’s voice said full of panic. “I can’t do it!” Frank heard the phone change hands and his father’s voice came on. “Congratulations, Frank! You’re a big brother!” “Wha—”

101. “Frank! Did you hear me? Frank? Hmm… Must’ve dropped the call.”

102. “What? What happened? I thought…”

103. “Director-person?” Yeah? “Did I hear Dad-doo right? I have a little brother.” Yup!

104. “That’s what I thought.” ----

105. So that’s it. I am finally done. This BC was a little strange. First off on the first day, Frank randomized as gay by ACR. It wasn’t until I went to look at the scores that I found the issue. Oops. I thought that because of that gaffe and the one I mentioned in the story that I would never get anyone to 100/100. I was wrong. You saw that there was a three-way tie going into day 6. Well the tie continued. Both Star and Mary finished with the same number of points. Which left me, and by extension Frank, with a dilemma. Which woman to choose. I reset the scores to 0. Turned on ACR and had the sims go on a date. Star won. I will say that the affection that Mary and Star have is real. They are both BFFs with each other and Frank. Frank and Star’s story isn’t done. But it will be picked up in my OWBC.

106. Oh. And As for the ending… Yes. Yakko and Jo do have another son. Israel. You’ll see how that turns out back in the BC. Thanks to the creators of the characters I used. And thanks in particular to Ori and Cait for letting me abuse their girls. Thanks also go to Cait for the lovely cover. Until next time, Happy Simming!