Chapter 2: Sponged Fresh

WARNING: Sim buttocks. And a shamefully uncurtained window.

I feel pretty, oh so pretty.....

Tamira was messing around with the elixir shop guy while out shopping for gift she wanted to give to Jamie.

And then I noticed, he looks a lot like Farrell Brannon from my Brannon legacy, except with green hair. *Twilight Zone music*

Another NPC I'm slightly obsessed with is Michael McCarthy. SP put him in the music career as one of Tamira's co-workers. So, since he was homeless, I used MC to give him a home, hoping he would breed more purple haired cuties.

He and Tamira share a bunch of traits, Flirty being one of them. They are best friends, and are also very attracted to one another, but so far nothing has come of that outside of a little mild flirting. He's also married, to Suzie Stackholme (now McCarthy). But from the way he and Tamira act around each other...well, I won't be surprised if stuff does happen.  

Having not much else to do with her maternity leave, Tamira takes care of her wish to gain a cooking skill point by watching the cooking channel.

"I can haz cheezburger?"

Sorry, Magic, Tamira would need 6 cooking skill points to make hamburgers.

They got a microwave as a wedding gift, and now it's Jamie's favorite new toy.

"I'm the king of wieners!"

No, you're not. 

Going to the hospital to give birth.

And coming out with a baby boy named Faelan. His traits are Excitable and Handy. Tamira really wanted a girl. Maybe next time, Tamira.

Tamira got an opportunity that required her to gan an athletic skill point, so she's out jogging off the non-existent baby fat in the rain.

"Hey, lady, can't you run any faster?"

"I'm jogging. Go around me if you're in hurry."

Seriously, this O'Connell kid kept weaving around behind Tamira while she was jogging, but he wouldn't just run past her.

"Duh! I'm looking at her butt!"

You are too young for that young man!

Now that they have a few friends in town, Tamira wanted to throw a birthday party for Faelan. Or more like, she's using her son's birthday as an excuse to party. She' also got a wish locked in to gain  charisma skill point, and this party will give her the opportunity to socialize.

Jamie, ever inappropriate, points and laughs at the birthday cake.

"Alchemy is a pseudo-science, plain and simple. You're wasting your time, and more importantly, your intelligence, on that garbage," John Burb says. One of Jamie's co-workers in the local science facility, John is not a native to Dragon Valley, and isn't quite down with the program here.

"Why did you move here, again?" Jamie asks. Jamie moved here to get away from closed-minded scientists like John, with their obsession for rational thinking, but he can't imagine why a guy like Burb would choose to come here.

"I didn't exactly choose this place. Jennifer and I were just out sailing and we found ourselves here."

"You just 'found yourselves' here?" Jamie raises an eyebrow. This sounds fishy, even to him.

John lets out an exasperated sigh, "Look, that's what it says in our bio, we 'found ourselves' here, even though I don't really know where 'here' is. Or why everyone has weird skin, hair, pointy ears, and wings. I just want to go back to Pleasantview, but Jenn and I bought a house and got jobs here, and now she's pregnant, so I'm trying to roll with it."

Tamira flirts with Mason Stackholme, in front of his pregnant wife, Mary. The very pale, very pregnant blonde on the far left.

As different as Dragon Valley is from Lucky Palms, Sims are still Sims, and still woohoo in their host's bed at parties. Suzie is already pregnant; otherwise, the Vorhees rule would apply.

(Vorhees Rule, named for The legacy family in Jenn's Touch of Evil villain legacy: Sims who dare woohoo in a party host's bed are MC pollinated for their crime.)

Of course I don't actually get any pictures of the birthday boy until after the party is over. I never do.

Even though it's Tamira who has the family oriented trait, Jamie rolls the first toddler training wish, and gets right to teaching Faelan to talk.

Bonehilda sitting and staring at Jamie and Tamira while they sleep is totally not creepy. Not creepy at all.

And now...

for something...

completely different.

Back to our legacy, Tamira does finally roll wishes to teach Faelan to walk and to grow up well, so he can be potty trained.

There are two clean, functioning bath/showers available in the house. Jamie goes for a sponge bath in the kitchen.

My jaw was on the floor.

Bonehilda discreetly keeps her eyes averted. Uh, well, eye sockets, I guess. Yeah.

I just now noticed she's got a garter wrapped around her thigh bone. Bonehilda, you saucy minx!

Just to add insult to injury, this is all happening in front of a shamefully uncurtained window.

All sponged fresh, Jamie dons his underpants. I love his thoughtbubble here, though it's actually about the honey he drank earlier (which was supposed to be for an alchemy recipe) and not the deep satisfaction one gets from getting the naked in the kitchen and sponging yourself in front of the help. The 'freshly sponged' moodlet, yeah.

Bonehilda: Can I sue for sexual harassment?

Only if you can find a Sim lawyer.

And now...

for something...

completely different.

Tamira still would like to catch a unicorn. There is one available, but she hasn't seen it yet.

Jamie just wants risky woohoo. Nao.

Tamira wished for a tattoo. She had to get it at the spa rabbithole since I haven't put a salon in DV.

"Hey, we were just about to wooohoo. Why are you getting out of bed?"

To change into maternity wear, that's why.

Jamie and Tamira both have wishes to have a baby, so yay for them.

"Jamie! Where are you going? We were about to woohoo!"

"But you were taking forever. Now I want to stare out the window."

"Into bed, Lancaster. We're doing this."