Youngdale Week 2 Rock Merchant

Youngdale Royal Queendom
Week 2
Rock – Medieval Merchant

“Just a reminder that I altered the play rotation, to move
Peaches Rock up a bit. I've been reading a historical Sims story,
and I just HAD to get back into the medieval mood, so there.”
Family Founder Household Notes
Simself Michelle Simself Royal 1 Queen's Household
Hunter Joshua Hunter Peasant 1 First Peasant Household
The Meanderer Groop the Meanderer Peasant 2 Second Peasant Household
Lermas Agata Lermas Peasant 3 Third Peasant Household
Rock Peaches Rock Merchant 3 Third Merchant Household
Rauta Neptunium Rauta Merchant 1 First Merchant Household
Stone Beat Stone Merchant 2 Second Merchant Household
Copperfield Walter Copperfield Noble 1 First Noble Household
Trace Shawn Trace Noble 2 Second Noble Household
XXX XXX Mystic Manor Mystic Household – Not yet
founded
White Vesuvius White Tax Collector Hired at Royal Court, but not
played. Just use to track
taxes for University.

Peaches: Boohoo! Waah! I am so sad, right now.
“Oh, buck up. It's far from hopeless. You're a Rock! And the
Rock heiress, no less. I am sure you will make the most of
things, and show me how capable you are.

Peaches: You're darned right I will! You're not gonna bring ME
down! I have some fish in my inventory, and a hobby plaque,
and that will give me enough starting cash to take me to the
moon.
Figuratively speaking, of course.
Anyway, TO THE MOON!

Peaches: After selling everything in my inventory, except for the
compost bin you let me keep, I have enough money to get
started. All I need is a magic scroll and a barrell to hold it.
I am going to that new vacation destination, and make my
fortune there! I have just under $1500, which will get me there,
with nearly $900 to pay my expenses along the way. Surely,
there are money-making opportunities for a clever sim like me.

Peaches: I'll just do some Tai Chi, while I wait for the taxi. I
have to get my body skill back, after all.

Peaches: I'll take the cheapest room you have.
Desk clerk: They're all the same. $76 per night.
Peaches: That'll do. You know, I've been to Takemizu Village in
a former life, and this doesn't really look much like it.
Desk clerk: Not this particular hotel, no, but the community lots
are all authentic. You should check them out.

Peaches: First things first, I'll dig for a while. I won't spend all
my time digging, but if I can unearth enough stuff to make me
$500 profit for the day, I'll be satisfied.

Peaches: Then, it's time to make friends with the locals.

Peaches: And in the evening, I'll enjoy the amenities. This place
has a sort of library, where I can build up the skills I need for my
career. I had maxed Creativity, Charisma, and Body, and now I
have nothing, but I'll get them all back again! I have a locked
want for it, even.

Peaches: And there's a dorm-style cafeteria worker, so I don't
have to worry about cooking my own meals, although I can, if I
want to. But without a cooking point, I'll be happy to let
someone else do it, so I don't waste time and money, and wind
up with a charred mess, anyway.

Peaches: OK, so maybe no one wants to give me any tips right
now, but they will!
And my style of playing? Rock, of course.

Peaches: Well, the room's not much, but I suppose I don't really
need more, with the common areas providing for all my other
needs.
I feel like I'm living in an old monastery, with their little cells. Oh,
well.

Peaches: Second day, I'll dig until noon. I should have at least
$500 worth of stuff by then.

Peaches: Then a quick date to boost my aspiration and bring
me closer to lifetime happiness.

Peaches: And then some skilling, before I take the evening to
relax and refresh myself. I don't want to wear myself out, so
long as I make this trip profitable enough.

Peaches: A treasure chest! YESSSS!
I may not dig any more for the rest of the vacation.
Aww, who am I kidding? Of course I'll dig every day. Mornings
for digging, then dating at noon, and I can explore my other
options in the afternoon and evening. It's the perfect vacation
schedule.

Peaches: Of course, working in the cafeteria is also a good way
to earn some ready cash. I can't sell the stuff I dug up until I get
home, after all, and I think I want to go buy some souvenirs
before I leave here.
I think perhaps I won't focus quite so much on skilling in the
afternoons. I'll come back for a second trip, when I have the
vacation skilling bonus, and skill then!

Peaches: So, this is how you run a successful shop, huh? I'll
take lots of notes, so I can have one of my own, back at The
Hamlet. I wonder if there will be much market for jewelry there.

Peaches: Teleportation is a good skill for anyone to learn. What
a time-saver!

Peaches: Oh! A community garden! Maybe that could be my
business. Of course, if everyone else harvests the produce that
I plant, it won't be very profitable. But I'm sure that plenty of
people would love to buy the produce, as well as enjoy the
beauties of nature. It's definitely a business opportunity.

Peaches: According to the map I dug up, I will find something of
value at this lot.

Peaches: The map was right! The Dragon Legend is valuable.
Whether I sell the scroll for cash, or use it to please customers at
a venue, I can make some money off of this.
The old man's house is a nice place to visit, in itself, but I think
I'll head back to the hotel, for now.

Peaches: The hotel housekeeping staff may clean up puddles
and make beds, but the orchard and garden do not take care of
themselves. However, it is nice to have the option to do some
gardening and fishing here, if I want to. It's a good training
ground, without costing too much.

Peaches: Speaking of training...
Sorry, everyone, for burning the breakfast, but look on the bright
side. It's complimentary!
Cooking is a skill I should improve, regardless of my career
requirements. And this will give me the cash I need for the hotel
bill and souvenirs. When I get home, I'll sell my treasures, and
see just how much profit I made.

Peaches: With daily digging and daily dates, I now have high
aspiration, just over $32,000, plus all three treasure maps and
the Dragon Legend scroll. I sold everything else I collected,
including the fish and produce I harvested at the hotel and
garden. Well, and I kept the souvenirs, of course. That's the
whole point of souvenirs.
Now, I have a skilling bonus over the next couple of days, and
money to build a skilling venue to enjoy.

Peaches: Welcome to Rock's Apprenticeship Center. It's set up
for vocational training for the sims in The Hamlet, although
everyone is certainly welcome.
Out front, there is the chance to learn fishing and gardening,
plus a magical, invisible ticket machine. I'll set the price for
cheap, right now, because I don't want to have to waste my time
selling, when I could be skilling, with a skilling boost from my
perfect vacation.

Peaches: On the ground floor, you can see we have the height
of luxury – an indoor necessary, with two stalls each for
chamberpots and showers, with water fresh from the pond, as
well as two wash basins. We also have two chess boards, a
sewing center, a pottery wheel, a desk, a crystal ball for doing
those magical (computer) tasks, and a jobs board, where
apprentices can take paid journeyman positions, once they have
trained up enough, here.

Peaches: Upstairs is a grill and dining area on the balcony, and
a fenced-off tent, for my own use. Inside is a small library, and a
clustered skilling area...

Peaches: ...designed specifically for my own needs. I need
body, charisma and creativity for my career, and those Takemizu
souvenirs will help me get them faster. Once I have enough
money, I intend to return to Takemizu and stock up on those
souvenirs. I'll put more of them around the skilling center and I
will also keep a supply at home. They are not available to buy
from the catalog, so Michelle won't steal them from me every
week. Perhaps someday, I'll even sell them in my own store.

Peaches: I am almost broke, again, but I do believe I have
enough to get a garden started here. I rolled a want to max my
Nature enthusiasm, and boolprop knows that being able to
produce my own food to eat and to sell will be highly
advantageous, so I'll take advantage of that opportunity, as well.
And while I am skilling up for my own needs, other sims will pay
me for the chance to build their own skills. Wonderful!

Peaches: My vacation boost will help me to earn talent badges,
as well as skill points. I'll be an expert gardener and fisher in no
time.

Peaches: Tai Chi. It boosts my energy while it builds my body.
Is there anything not to like?
Business is slow, but as soon as I have enough money to spend,
I'll add a few more things for sims to enjoy. Perhaps a piano
would draw their attention. It's alright if it takes a while for the
business to take off. I don't mind taking the time to build my own
skills, while I wait for customers, and I have everything I need to
survive right here.

Peaches: Why don't you Tai Chi with us, Groop?
Groop: Groop prefers dance. Tai Chi is too peaceful. Warriors
don't do peaceful.
Peaches: But warriors dance?
Groop: Dance is very dangerous. Many dancers suffer serious
dance injuries. Dancers must be tough! Plus, your enemies
never expect a high kick to the face.

Peaches: I... really cannot argue with that, Groop. Hmmm,
maybe I should open a dance academy, just for warriors. I have
my special ballet barre, that serves two.
Groop: Groop would bring his Grooplings there!
Michelle: And with a magic harp, or a music box, Joshua would
enjoy it, as well.
Groop: Never mind. Grooplings can dance at home.

Peaches: Awww! How cute! Servo best friends. Could a
mechanical mating be in the cards?

Peaches: Ah, memories. At least that is ONE thing Michelle
can't take away from me. In fact, she can't take this painting
away, either.
Although, I sort of need the money, so I'll probably just sell it.
But I can paint it again and again, and eventually, this picture will
hang up in my house, along with a collection of Rock family
paintings. I can't get them all, but the ones I can, I'll make.

Peaches: I'm at level 3, now, and even without spending the
perks on cash rewards, I have enough money to buy a few more
items to attract the customers. There are now two opportunities
to build each skill, including a piano, which is a popular object.
In addition, I splurged on a billiards table, which may allow
Hamlet teens an opportunity to earn a scholarship. And last, I
purchased a wine cask for my customers to enjoy. This isn't a
tavern, but skilling is thirsty work.

Peaches: Jasmine, you're an expert farmer. Why do I have so
many bugs on my plants?
Jasmine: You do not have the ideal ratio of ladybugs to plants.
But it's always worse during the summer. When it changes to
fall, you'll have fewer insects to worry about.
Peaches: I think I'll invest in more ladybug houses, just the
same.

Peaches: I need to take the opportunity to make more friends,
as well. Befriending the king is a good thing!
Clovis: Oh, yeah! I'm the best hunter in Youngdale. Look at the
size of this fish.
Peaches: Hunter? Yeeeaaaahhh. I guess you hunted it with
your hook, huh? Whatever you say, Your Majesty.

Peaches: Agreeing with the king has earned me another star,
and my business is now Level 5.
“Actually, he got the star because he autonomously made out
with me. My husband loves me, absolutely, because I have
bewitched and beguiled him, as I bewitch and beguile all men.”
Peaches: Of course you do, Your Majesty. Want to buy a
ticket?

Peaches: I now have all the skills I need to top out my career.
After that, the money will come easily enough. Having the
tickets set to “cheap,” however, makes the money come slowly.
On the other hand, I now have all the wholesale rewards, and
can start raking in money from business perks, or by selling
things. Unlike peasants, I can sell anything from the Buy
catalog.

“Awww, my man looks so adorable, when he's practicing his
dance moves. Almost as good as he looks when he's practicing
with his axe.”
Peaches: Yes, Your Majesty. You truly found the best man in all
the land!
“Enough with the sarcasm, Peaches. I know you prefer your
Remington.”

Peaches: Remington, I just earned $100,000, so why do I only
have $13,000 in the bank?
Remington: I guess this business cost more than you thought to
build?
Peaches: Did I buy a lot and forget about it? Where did all the
money go? Oh. Right. “Her Majesty” yoinked it all. I actually
forgot for a moment. Just kiss me, OK?

Peaches: Well, Remington, I think we might as well make this
official, while neither one of us is rolling the fear. Will you marry
me, now?
Remington: Well... I guess so. I mean, I do love you, and all.
Peaches: I know you're a Romance sim, but that doesn't mean
you can't be monogamous, and happy about it. With my desire
for 50 dream dates, I'll keep you satisfied.

Remington: I'm bringing four simoleons into this marriage. I feel
so rich, now!
Peaches: Well, better than the zero I started this week with.
Remington: Ah, but you had fish! So long as we have fish, or
fruit, or even a shovel to dig up things to sell, we'll be rich. The
Queen can never make us truly poor.
Peaches: Plus the business. We can always get cash here.

Remington: Guess what I want to do with my life, Peaches!
Peaches: You want to be faithful to me, of course.
Remington: Errr, yeah. Also, I want to be a Professional Party
Guest!
Peaches: Great! Slacker is allowed for Merchant class, so you
can do that. No problem. Just check the jobs board downstairs,
and we'll get you skilled up and ready to go.

“Trying for a baby, are you, Peaches?”
Peaches: I'll have you know that medieval women knew how to
have their fun and avoid unwanted pregnancies. Well, some of
the time. They did some weird things, but some of them worked.
“So, you broke the rule about trying for a baby?”
Peaches: Errrr, no, of course not. We just weren't very
successful, this first time. Unlucky, I guess.

Peaches: Flergle! I forgot about the birth control, and I REALLY
want birth control, Remington. I was raised with ten siblings,
and I just don't want to be bothered with babies!
Remington: Don't worry, sweetheart. We'll figure something out.
According to my Physiology text, there are “alternate methods of
woohoo” that will give the pleasure without the pregnancy.
Peaches: SHHHH! Don't tell the Queen!

“Too late. I heard you. Tip for the future: Don't break the rules
while the Queen is right there, on the lot.”
Peaches: :gulps:
“But I'm in a generous mood, so as a wedding gift to you, I'll give
you this one, as a freebie. But from now on, any woohoo in The
Hamlet must be Try For Baby. Eh, I'll give you birth control when
you visit the RAO.”

Remington: All I need is one more charisma point, and I'll be
ready to achieve my dream.
Peaches: Great. Then you can focus on glad-handing the
customers, while I figure out how to make a proper medieval
outfit for you. I'll have to practice on pot-holders, first, but you'll
have an appropriate wardrobe before I close this business and
build our house.

Peaches: That didn't take as long as I thought it would. I guess
being creative helps.
:sigh:
I know I need an heir and a spare, so I might as well start sewing
their wardrobes, too. Children are OK, in small doses, but
BABIES! UGH! Well, at least I have some patterns for some
pretty cute toddler outfits.

Remington: I'll just harvest these eggplants, while you finish the
clothes. Then, maybe we can go home and build a house and
get started on our family. That's what founders do, after all. I'm
excited! I've never married into a legacy-style family, before.
Even if I am Romance, I still want to have some kids.
Peaches: That's because you're not going to be the one bearing
them. I vote we skip pregnancy, and just adopt. Can we go
straight to teens? Even children are pretty self-sufficient.

Peaches: Welcome to the home lot, Remington. Now we have
some cash saved up, we can build our house. We'll have to lose
all of our Buy Catalog items every week, but we can put in lots of
useless staircases and sell them for quick cash on Monday
morning.
Remington: Or build a sensible house, and sell fish and
treasures, or go to the businesses for cash, instead. Speaking
of, we should build another business...

Peaches: OK, I may have gone just a little bit overboard on
building, because now we have almost no money left over for
furnishings.

Peaches: But we have enough to furnish and start a home
venue business. We can live here, with our bedrooms and
private living area upstairs, and share the kitchen, bath, and fun
with our customers, downstairs.
Remington: All we have upstairs is a double bed and a few
clothes on some pegs, for a wardrobe, but we won't spend much
time there, I suppose.

Peaches: We ran out of money for candles, or a bar, or piano,
or other things to boost up the value of the venue. But if we sell
the fish I caught before, we should be able to afford some more
stuff to beef things up. And as soon as we can afford to buy a
shop, we can really get things going, by selling stuff from the
catalog, with my wholesale discounts. Besides, with that fish
pond out back, I'll have an inventory full of fish to sell every
Monday morning. That'll show “Her Majesty!”

Remington: I want to build some businesses of my own. I want
to make a market, to sell our fresh produce, fish, and clothes,
and I want to build a sports park, where we can socialize and
exercise. I want us to build up The Hamlet, the way the Stone
family built up the rest of Youngdale, giving sims a lot of options
to spend their time and money. I heard that Lyndsay Stone was
planning on donating a public library, and if she can donate
something, we can donate something. Perhaps a ballroom?

Joe: So, are you going to start having babies soon?
Remington: Errr, not until we can afford furniture for the kids.
And actually, I think my wife would prefer to adopt children, and
just skip the whole baby/toddler stage. She has some bad
memories about piles of diapers and stinky old bottles and toilet
training traffic jams. Children are much tidier. It's not as if she's
obliged to pass on her genetics.

Peaches: I'm not sure six logic points are going to be enough for
me to hold my own against these players. I hope I don't lose
what little money I have. Well, at least I got some tomatoes
planted, and we have enough to survive, if I lose my whole stake
tonight.

Remington: Don't worry, sweetheart. You got a date reward,
and I got a promotion. Money is not a problem. We still don't
have enough for a shop, but we have enough to build up this
place, so we can really enjoy this week.

Remington: Hello, I'd like to adopt a child, please. Actually, I'd
like to adopt two. Can you bring them at the same time?

Remington: Tomorrow morning, at 10? We'll be ready! How
exciting to have an instant family.

Remington: There seems to have been some sort of a mix-up. I
ordered two children to be delivered tomorrow morning, and now
you brought me a cat, in the middle of the night.
Adoption Agent: We only do children one at a time. You'll have
to call again in a day to get the second one. In the meantime,
this kitty needs a good home.
Remington: And we need a roach-hunter. We'll keep her.

Peaches: You're going to hunt and kill all the roaches, so we
don't get sick, right, Heidi?

Holly: Umm, are you sure you got the directions right, lady?
This place looks... weird.
Social Worker: Yes, Holly. This is The Hamlet, and everything is
different here. But I'm sure you'll still have a good life, and your
new family will love you very much. Just don't start wishing for a
lot of electronics or appliances, and you'll be fine.
Holly: But, I LOVE them! My one true hobby is Tinkering!

Holly: So, you're stuck here in this weird place, too, huh?
Joshua: For the rest of my life. It's my own fault, though. I
broke the rules. Word of advice, kid. Learn the rules, and don't
tick off the Queen.
Holly: Right. Cause it can totally get worse than this, if I do.
Joshua: Yes, it totally can.

Holly: So, umm, Mother, is it true what I heard about Joshua
and Jasmine Hunter?
Peaches: Well, if what you heard was that they broke a rule,
and were punished with public execution, followed by
resurrection and being sent to live a medieval lifestyle, with no
hope for improvement for the rest of their lives, then, yes.
Holly: Dang! OK, I guess I'll learn the rules, then. Wow.

Kaylynn: Oh, boy! A new home! WHEEE!
Social Worker: Enjoy it, kid.
Kaylynn: It's all, like, old fashioned, and countrified. FUN! This
will be like camping, FOREVER!!!! I love camping! I want to
grow up to be a druid, and live in a little cabin in the woods and
freak out visiting college students who are gullible and stuck on
stereotypes.

Holly: Hey, Mister! Want to help a budding merchant out by
buying some lemonade? I need to do something to prove my
worth, if I'm going to inherit this place someday. Although, I don't
really want to inherit this place. I want to live in a modern world.
Armando: I suggest you get used to it, kid. It's not so bad.
Holly: Stupid Social Worker. Why couldn't she have sent me to
one of those other families, instead?

Peaches: Alright, girls. You'd better both study hard, because I
don't know which of you will be my heir. I was figuring on having
a girl and a boy, and following basic patriarchal primogeniture,
which was traditional in the middle ages. But in a case of only
daughters, girls could inherit, so... I guess I'll say whichever one
of you is most successful in school and skilling will take over the
mercantile empire, and the other can move out and do her own
thing. With an inventory full of gifts, of course.

Peaches: I am now a World Class Ballerina! Not that I had a
particular want for it, or anything, but it's still pretty awesome,
and I worked my way up from the bottom, so I'm proud of my
achievement.
Also, thanks to the money perks, I now have enough money to
set up a nice Market Square. It will be a great place to sell a
variety of things, and a big money-maker for us, while it also
serves as a gathering place for the community.

Peaches: Oh, no! I almost forgot! We're supposed to go to the
RAO, and eat cheesecake to celebrate the Crown Princess'
birth! OK, everybody OUT! Come on, kids! Remington! We
gotta go before the Queen has a conniption fit. We're so late!

Remington: No time limit today, so I'm going to take the
opportunity to read up about my sweetie's history. That
apocalypse sounds like quite an adventure.
Hey.
Waitaminute!

Remington: PEACHES! You lied to me!
Peaches: What? What are you talking about?
Remington: You told me, and I quote, “I've never even faced the
possibility of marriage before.” And now I find out that you were
actually married, already! To Roberto, the hot college guy.

Peaches: I'm so sorry, Remington! Would you believe I totally
forgot? With all the jerking around from Michelle, it completely
slipped my mind.
Remington: How can a marriage completely slip your mind?
Peaches: Well, it's not as if we had kids together, is it? … Is it?

Remington: No, you didn't have kids together. But when you
think about it, neither did we. I'm the one who called the
adoption agency, and you've barely spent any time with our girls.
Peaches: You know how I feel about children. I only agreed to
adopt because we need an heir. After everything I went through
there, and the fight just to be played, and then the messy
challenge, and now medieval life, I just...

Holly: You talk to her.
Kaylynn: No, you. You've got more logic points than I do, and
you've read the rules more times. If anyone can convince her,
it's you.
Holly: OK. I'll do it, but you come with me for moral support.
Kaylynn: I've got your back, sis.

Holly: Your Majesty? I, err, have a favor to ask of you.
Kaylynn: No, silly! You're supposed to “beg a boon,” or maybe
“crave” a boon. And say Please!
Holly: Sorry, Your Majesty. I beg a boon. Please.
“Actually, I'm modern, so the word 'favor' is just fine. But the
'please' is definitely necessary. What do you want?

Holly: Well, my one true hobby is Tinkering. I mean, I wasn't
just created out of thin air when the Social Worker brought me to
the Rock house. I was an orphan, living with the Tech social
group. I'm used to modern things, electronics, appliances, and
the like. And I know why you made Mother give them up, but I'm
totally innocent, here! Shouldn't I have a chance to move to the
modern world, when I grow up?

Kaylynn: And I don't want to stay at our house, either. As heir, I
mean. Don't get me wrong. I love the medieval life. But my one
true hobby is Nature, and I just really want to grow up to be a
druid, communing with nature in my own little forest home.
“I see. And what do you want me to do about this?”

Holly: Well, for me, I guess I'll need your permission to move to
the modern world. If I'm not the heir, then I'll be free to move
out, right? So, can I move to the modern world?
“Hmmm, you make a valid point, about being innocent. Tell you
what: You go to college, meet a modern playable of appropriate
class, and fall in love. FOR REAL. No faking it, just to get
electricity. Then, if THEY propose to you, you can move in with
them.”

“As for you, Kaylynn, I think I can manage to help you commune
with nature a bit more. A druid in a forest lot of your own?
That's totally doable, if you move out. Wait here for a little
while.”

“A pinch of mushroom dust, some infusion of yew root...”

“Here you are, Kaylynn. Drink this when you become an adult.
It won't work before then. And Holly, remember what I told you
about college and falling in love, for real.”
Holly and Kaylynn: THANK YOU, YOUR MAJESTY!
“Whoa. A little quieter, please. Right next to my ear. Ouch.”
Holly: The only trouble is, one of us is doomed to be heir, and
neither of us wants it. We need Mother to have a son! FAST!

“A son? I can't guarantee what gender her baby will be.”
Kaylynn: But she's not having babies. She's adopting. And she
already decided to stop at two. But we have room. She could
adopt another one. And if YOU talk to the agency, I'm sure
they'll send a boy, this time. And he can be heir, and Holly and I
can be free to do our own thing.
Holly: Yeah! Please, please, pleeeeeease?

“Hmmm. You know, I've been watching Peaches, and it seems
to me that this punishment I devised for her isn't nearly as
punishing for her as it first seemed. She's doing so well, that
yoinking her cash and furniture just won't be that big a deal for
her, but will involve a lot more clicking from me. She can replace
it all in a moment, selling fish and such. But you two have given
me an idea... It just so happens that I have been itching to try a
new type of home business.”

Peaches: Please, Remington, you have to believe me. I didn't
mean...
Remington: I don't have to believe you, you liar!
Peaches: Oh, come on! Give me a chance! I've been so
wrapped up in trying to get ahead...
Remington: And so you lied to me. Good grief, I'm a Romance
sim, and I'm better at this family thing than you are.

“Oh, Peaches. Pardon me for interrupting, but I have something
to say to you. It's about your punishment.”
Peaches: Oh, come on, Michelle! What, sending me to the
middle ages wasn't enough? Yoinking away all my skills, my
money, my stuff wasn't enough? Now what?!
“Actually, I have reconsidered the yoinking. It will barely even
affect you. You'll just go earn more money and buy more stuff.”

“No, I have decided to let you keep your earnings, from now on.
Anyway, getting rid of all your furniture, only to have to place it
all again is a hassle for me, and I just don't feel like clicking that
much. There's a reason the Apocaborg came up with using the
familyfunds cheat to handle the Criminal protection payments.
No. I'm going to leave your money and furniture alone.”
Peaches: Really? You mean you forgive me?

“Of course not. You burned down my Royal Court! That's four
hours of real life I will never get back, just trying to keep me and
Clovis from burning to death. No. I have just decided to do
something else, instead.”
Peaches: Uh, oh. I don't like the sound of this.
Remington: Ummm... OK, I concede the point about being jerked around a lot.

“Instead of having all the families in The Hamlet homeschool
their children, I want to have a real school. And I'm putting you
in charge of it. Instead of having a fun venue as your home
business, you are going to be principal of a community school.
You'll enroll all the children of The Hamlet, and teach them,
morning and afternoon, five days a week. Teens, too. Oh, and
don't forget to drink an entire bottle of Elixir of Life. No, make
that two. You'll be teaching for a long time.”

Peaches: You mean, I'm going to be surrounded by children for
the rest of my life?! A double-long life?!
“That's about the size of it, yes. Oh, and one more thing...”

“Meet your new son, and heir.”
Payton: Hi! I'm Payton, and I was living with the Jocks, before I
came here, so I'm really into Sports. I'm really sloppy, outgoing,
active, playful and nice!
A/N: For some reason, although his family tree lists Peaches and Remington as his
parents, it does not recognize the girls as his sisters. Well, it's better than what
happened with my first attempt, where it listed the boy as the son of a stray kitten.
Oops!

Remington: Welcome to the family, son! I, at least, promise to
love you.
Peaches: Oh, boy.

Remington: Well, kids, I suggest you take the chance to study
Lifelong Happiness, while you can, because it takes quite a
while, and you'll keep your moods up, if you do it here. After
that, it's cheesecake for everyone, and then home.
Holly: Aww, can't we have some time to get to know our new
brother?
Remington: You're right. We have time before we go home.

Remington: Her Majesty has not fixed it so that Vis is always
running the DJ booth, when she's not actually playing the lot, so
no one needs the dance floor to dance on. I declare this family
council in session.
Peaches: Remington, do you have to sit so far away, and leave
me so close with all of them? At once?
Remington: Liar, liar, pants on fire. Suck it up.

“Hahah! Rock on!”
Payton: Ugh. What a “lovely” view.
Holly: What an interesting floor. I may never look up again.
Peaches: She manned the DJ booth on purpose, didn't she?
OK, kids, speak up! We need to hang out louder than the music,
if this “family council” is to be a success.

Remington: It worked! We're all at 100 daily relationship with
each other, and Peaches is even dancing with our daughter.
Peaches: Do you forgive me, yet, Remington?
Remington: I suppose so. After all, we're still married, no matter
what you said that day. In fact, let's have a date or two when we
get home. We could both use the aspiration boost.

Remington: The others are coming. Just getting their slices.
Peaches: Thank Plumbob I'm not pregnant.
Remington: What was that, sweetheart?
Peaches: This is delicious!

Peaches: Or maybe I am pregnant?
Remington: No. Just fat. We all are. That's what happens
when you eat dessert on a full stomach, in this game. And we all
had our moods topped out, upstairs, thanks to the quills all over.
Peaches: I think Her Majesty planned it that way. Mood
boosters all over the place AND a royal command to eat
dessert? She's taking Fat Activism to a new level.

“Actually, I didn't even think about it, but thanks for the activism
credit. Huh, I guess that explains why so few people eat
autonomously from the free buffet. Nobody is ever actually
hungry. Oh, well. I'll probably shuffle things around here, a bit,
during my next rotation, anyway.”

“Payton? Did you not say you were really sloppy? Like, zero
neat points sloppy? Did you not see the auto-cleaning robot?”
Payton: The points lie. I don't run everywhere, either.
“Well, yay for unpredictable sims. I look forward to seeing you
wear a swimsuit in the hot tub and play pranks on everyone.”
Payton: Sounds fun!

Remington: Oh, Peaches, how I wish we could woohoo right
now. It was nice at the RAO, but I want more!
Peaches: I do, too, Remington, but I just don't dare.
Remington: I understand. But we can make out as much as we
want. Let's keep the aspiration hits flowing.

Holly: Now that we don't have to worry about inheriting if we
learn too much, I'm rather enjoying skilling.
Kaylynn: Me, too!
Payton: I always loved working out in fun ways. Knowing that I'll
be the heir doesn't make any difference to me. Actually, I'm
happy that I know what to expect when I grow up. Stability is a
good thing, you know?

Peaches: OK, Your Highness. I got all three of my kids enrolled
in this home school, and I even added that weird kid that was
supposed to be the son of a kitten. We'll see how that works
today. If it doesn't work, DON'T BLAME ME. I followed the
instructions, and I already know it works for Holly and Kaylynn.
I'm doing my best, so please, if it doesn't work, just don't come
up with something worse for a punishment, OK? I'm really trying
here.

Peaches: So far, so good, except...

Payton: Aaah! The pen attacked me! I'll poke my eye out!

Peaches: I think we may need to redesign the school a bit next
week. Smaller classrooms, with nothing to distract the students,
and each classroom having a specific purpose.
But at least something is happening, so I've shown good faith,
and the Queen probably won't do something awful to me come
Monday.

Payton: I think it's cool we're having this school right here in our
house. We'll get to meet all the kids in The Hamlet. And
Townies, too! We can enroll all the Townies, right? Ooooh! And
I heard that the modern part of Youngdale has lots of kids
growing up there. Will you enroll them, too, Mother? I want to
meet the Lermas girls. I've heard they're really pretty. And I'm
going to need a wife someday, so I might as well start looking,
right, Mother? Mother? Moooootheeerrrrr.

Peaches: OK, kid. What are you doing here, in your pajamas?
Anthony: Don't I live here?
Peaches: No, you don't live here. You live with the Townies and
stray kittens, in the hills.
Anthony: Can't I live here? Please? I like it here.
Peaches: :sighs: You will, whether I like it or not, won't you?

Peaches: OK, Kitty Kid. I was only having you as part of the
experiment, to make the school work, and I definitely know I
have to tweak some more next week. So, I guess you might as
well move in. Not as an heir, though. You can even keep your
last name. But I'll be your other mother, because no one should
only have a kitten for a parent.
Anthony: Hoooorraaaaayyyy! I get to have a home and family!

Peaches: Awww. I can't imagine the loneliness of being an
orphan. Welcome to the family, Kitty Kid. Just... grow up fast,
OK?
A/N: Awwww, autonomous hugs? She may not enjoy kids, but
she always did have a good heart. I hope the school works for
all The Hamlet kids, but if it doesn't, I'll still be satisfied with her
best effort, and call it good. She really has been pretty
impressive with everything I've been throwing at her, after all.

“Peaches, you have warmed the cockles of my heart. I'm not
going to let you back in the modern world, and I still mean for
you to run the school, if you possibly can. But I'm officially
calling it square. You're out of my black books.”
Peaches: Really, Your Majesty? That's wonderful! HEY
FAMILY! I'M FORGIVEN! LET'S CELEBRATE!
“I placed another hotel in Takemizu Hamlet, if you want to try it.”

Peaches: Wow, the pictures in this brochure look amazing, Your
Majesty!
“Yeah, I didn't build it. I just downloaded it from MTS. But I've
been wanting to play-test it, anyway. You enjoy your trip, and tell
me about it when you get back. I hope you have a wonderful
time. You've earned it.”
Peaches: Thanks, Your Majesty. Look! No sarcasm!

Peaches: This hotel looks amazing. It only has six beds,
though, which means I literally have to book the entire hotel.
Fortunately, I can afford it, and as a merchant, I'm allowed to
book any hotel I can afford.
Clerk: I hope you and your family enjoy your stay, ma'am.
Peaches: Thank you! I'm sure we will.

Peaches: OK, this place is beautifully decorated, and chock full
of custom content Michelle has never even seen before. We all
enjoy it, and that's basically it. Oh, yeah. We all get to learn the
Dragon Legend, and it's a Perfect vacation, and a lovely respite
from all that hard work. In fact, knowing that the Queen is not
going to yoink all my money on Monday, I have decided to relax
this weekend. I'll build that market square next week. For now,
it's almost time to end this long, long chapter.

Peaches: There was of course, the little incident of me getting
stuck inside a cow, but that's why we save.
A/N: And that's why we play-test. It looks really cool, but don't
try to ride it. Why is that option even there? They just get stuck,
and forcing error doesn't fix it, and … Yeah. That is why we
save.

Peaches: I spent waaaaaay too much money at the clothing
store, and on souvenirs, but don't worry. I know how to make a
vacation profitable. The Market Square won't start out grand,
but I'll still have enough to start it, and my family will build it up,
in no time. And we have clothes for generations, without me
having to sew each one. Which means, now I can sell what I
sew, instead.

Oh, and Remington learned to teleport, which is always useful. I
think I want to bring the kids back here, when they are teens, so
that they can learn it, as well. That means more money-making,
and I'll probably have them digging for treasure as soon as they
grow up. In the meantime, they fish and help in the garden. We
visited the community garden more than once, at Kaylynn's
request, and Anthony was quite fond of fishing, as well.

Peaches: After everyone got their gold fishing badges, we all
learned Tai Chi, and got thin again. As it happens, Fit is a turn-
on for me, and Fat is a turn-off, so that really made the dates go
much better with my husband, because he really rolled my
wants. I'm now over half-way to my lifetime want. But we can't
date constantly, because these kids need our attention. They
may be self-sufficient for their basic needs, but they do need
love, not just socialization. I'm just glad they don't have diapers.

Peaches: Remington, in fact, worked out all night, to get fit, just
for me. Isn't he a dear man?
Of course, living on a plot of land with a fish pond and garden
means lots of sparkly food, so he'll probably have to work out a
lot if he wants to stay fit. I'll love him, no matter what, of course.
It's just about rolling the wants, really.
A/N: Autonomous Tai Chi is a big thing with this guy.

Peaches: Holly has already decided to be a Knowledge sim.
Well, with her love for Technology and Tinkering, I'm not the
least bit surprised. Skill, skill, skill. It's her whole want panel.
If she's not careful, she'll fulfill her lifetime want to max all the
skills, before she even has a chance to make it official.

Peaches: Friendship faces were flying. So far, everyone seems
to get along well with each other.

Peaches: And Remington and I spent our last night dating, while
the children enjoyed themselves at this “fabulous” hotel.
OK, I'll take out the sarcasm quotes. It really was a good time
for all.

Peaches: Kaylynn ended the vacation by finishing (but not
selling) a painting worth $200.
Kaylynn: It's a present for whoever follows us to this hotel.
Peaches: Note to self – take another vacation to this hotel
before anyone else does.
Kaylynn: And I reached level 9 creativity, too!

Kaylynn: Mother, I was invited to a hobby lot back home. Do
you think we can go there?
Peaches: Nobody goes anywhere outside The Hamlet without
checking with the Queen first. I'm finally square with her, and I
don't want to risk anything.
Kaylynn: Yeah, but she's nice. She got us a brother! She'll let
us go, I'm sure.

Peaches: It's 3:30 in the morning, and everyone's in a great
mood. Now what.
Remington: Gardening? Fishing? Skilling? Or just let the kids
run around doing whatever they please, while you and I date?
Peaches: Although I do want the kids to enjoy free will, I don't
want them to be completely spoiled, either. We'll let them each
do one chore, and then they can fend for themselves.

Peaches: OK, kids! Everyone study fire safety, and then the
rest of the day is yours.
Holly: Goody! I want to skill up. Maybe I'll max my body skill
next. We have that dance bar...
Peaches: You know, if not for your brother, you'd be a shoe-in
for heir.
Holly: I know! Thank Her Majesty for Payton!

Peaches: I'm making this our official couple picture for the Rock
family portrait collection.
Remington: Oh? Are we collecting legacy points?
Peaches: No, but I'm a Rock, and we have a history of taking
portraits. Save them as custom paintings and you can paint
them over and over, whenever you want, and I want, so there.

Remington: I think I'll just stand here, staring, because my free-
will daughter finished her studies and asked my wife to read a
story to her, while we were still on our date.
Peaches: Honey, I'll be with you in a minute. It's already dream
date status, anyway. Why don't you do something useful for an
hour, or so?

Remington: If I could manage to teach our cat to use the toilet, I
wouldn't have to do this.

Peaches: At last we can end our date on a dream note. Now
that I'm feeling great, I think it's time to update our house.

Peaches: First, I'll add a second staircase, to facilitate crowd
movement to the upstairs classrooms.

Peaches: Then, I'll put in the classrooms. One classroom is
devoted to gradework, and another is devoted to music and
dance. There are eight slots for gradework, eight violins, and
eight dancing bars.

Peaches: Downstairs I have sectioned off the library, with
seating for eight, and another classroom devoted to logic, and
the final classroom devoted to charisma. I'll have to shuffle the
kids around from class to class, but everyone should have ample
opportunity throughout the school week to give some time to
studying each skill.
With seating for twelve in the dining area, and room for
expansion, once Holly finishes dancing, we should be good.

Peaches: Of course, now I have spent almost everything, so I'm
glad I decided not to worry about the Market this week. I'll
probably have to earn some money at the RAO to pay the taxes
this Sunday, and I have plenty of stuff in inventory to sell, so
funding the market won't be a problem next week, especially
now that Her Majesty has decided not to yoink all my stuff.
What's the point? I've already proven I can make as much
money as I want, any time I want, anyway.

A/N: Seriously, that yoinking thing is just pointless. Peaches
has proven she can beat that challenge without any struggle at
all.
I am looking forward to seeing how well she does managing the
school, however. I hope this will work throughout several
generations.

A/N: I re-enabled the carpools for the Rock family, at least. I'll
probably do it for the Hunters, as well. Yes, I could be very
diligent about making them walk or drive their wagon to work,
but frankly, I don't want to. And since this is a hybrid nation, with
some people being modern, it makes sense for modern carpools
to swing by The Hamlet and pick people up for work. The
simlogical school may or may not keep the schoolbus away.
We'll find out next week.

Remington: I just got promoted to a Freelance Photographer,
and I think I'll turn right around and walk to work, while I'm still
platinum. I sure would like to go perma-plat this week. After
that, I'll be more than happy to stay home and help Peaches run
the school. We can get all our income from our businesses,
after all.

Remington: Now I'm a Freelance Web Designer, and I don't
work again until Tuesday. Ah, well. I'm still able to stay happy
and platinum by dating my wife.

Peaches: It's the last evening of fall, and the tomatoes are just
coming ripe. Girls, I know you both enjoy gardening, so will you
please help out with the harvest, while I talk to the trees, and
make sure they thrive through the winter?
Kaylynn: Yay! Gardening is my favorite thing!
Holly: I don't love it so much, but I do want to earn my silver
gardening badge.

Peaches: Tai Chi is not my typical date activity, but Remington
rolled a powerful want for the fitness hobby, so why not?

Holly: I want to play chess, but the classsroom door won't let me
in, until it's scheduled. This makes me angry with Payton, for
some reason.
Peaches: Right. I'll put regular doors on the classrooms, for the
weekend, I suppose. Sheesh. This is complicated!

Kaylynn: Why don't we have a beachball? Or for that matter, a
soccer ball and net? You know, we could go visit that sports lot,
if the Queen says it's OK and one of us gets a membership.
Can we call her? Please?
Peaches: Why not. It's Sunday afternoon, now, so she should
be awake. I'll give her a call after lunch.

Peaches: Your Majesty, my family have all earned at least one
invitation to a hobby lot, each, and the kids really want to go see
them. Is it OK for residents of The Hamlet to go to Hobby lots?
“I'm going to say yes, since these are lots I do not control in any
way. They are free for everyone in Youngdale. Enjoy
yourselves.”
Peaches: Thank you, Your Majesty! Holly was right!

“But before you go make sure you're paid up on your taxes.
According to my records, your current net worth is $88,452, and
at 5%, you owe $4500, rounded up. If you have that much in
cash, you can just skip the RAO this week.”
Peaches: I do have that, and I will. I'll even throw in an extra
couple of hundred to cover my pay for my job tonight. That
should keep me right on track. Well, maybe I'll see you at a
hobby lot. Or around town next week.

A/N: Why have I never been here before? There's an indoor
pool and an obstacle course. Yeah, I foresee a lot of visits in the
future for a variety of sims.
There's also a workout room upstairs, but that's just sort of meh.
An indoor pool and an obstacle course!

Kaylynn: Mother, can we build a place like this?
Holly: I've been reading about history, and this reminds me of
the Roman baths.
Anthony: Roman, Greek, Finnish, I don't care. I just love it!

Payton: Father, I heard that we could use the obstacle courses
at the Trace lot.
Remington: Yes, but then you have to pay for them, and we
have $4700 in taxes so, this is better. It's free.
Payton: Free is good. I wonder if I could design a community lot
that is free for all, yet still makes money for our family.
Remington: That is a feat worthy of the most noble merchant.

A/N: Lyndsay Stone and Sandy Trace are also members of the
fitness club. How nice!

Peaches: I seem to have lost my husband. Look, kids, there's
no much here at Sue's Secret Kitchen for you children to enjoy.
It's more for teens and up. And I'm concerned about your father.
What do you say we all go home, and make sure we're a
complete family again, and we'll explore more hobby lots next
week.
Holly: Suits me. I want to play chess, anyway. Is there a hobby
lot for chess?

Peaches: Oh, good. You're back.
Remington: It was so strange! I was in a kind of unplayable
limbo.
Anthony: Wow! It's snowing! I mean, it was snowy before, but I
was too busy swimming to care. Now, like, I care.
Peaches: That's nice, kid. Look, I need to go to work. You guys
have a good night, and get to bed on time, OK?

Remington: Did they have checks in medieval times? Well, they
certainly did not have online banking, so we do what we must to
pay the taxes. I suppose we could call this a “letter of credit.” I
think they had those, maybe. Depending on where you lived
and how rich you were, I guess.
A/N: I had to use the teleporation urn to get him to meet
Vesuvius, so he could pay the taxes. Otherwise, it just looks
good.

Payton: Everybody wants to max their body, but me, because I
already maxed it at the hobby lot. I'm doing cleaning.
Holly: Yay! We're so smart! We won't even need school next
week!
Kaylynn: I hope we get to meet new kids and make new friends,
though. School is gonna be awesome! It already got us a
second brother, after all.

Peaches: Well, taxes are paid, money is earned, and … Why
aren't the kids in bed?
Anyway, it's time to send the kids to bed, so they'll be bright and
chipper in the morning, for school, and it's time for me and
Remington to date our way through the night, so we'll be bright
and chipper in the morning, for school.

Peaches: The children are nestled all snug in their beds.
C'mere, loverboy!

And we leave Peaches and Remington, mid-date. That's the
week, folks, and what a week it was!

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