Hoves – Round 3.2

Round 3.1 available here.

Day 3

For Blair every day was still a challenge. Her husband was still gone and she never stopped missing him. And now her friends were dying too. She couldn’t believe how quickly Ebony had left this world, it seemed like yesterday that she would come over and try to make her laugh. The only solution she found not to give herself up to depression was to stay active.

Currently she was volunteeriTS3W_2015-10-25_21-42-35-68ng at the local Fire Department. She found it important to serve the community while she was still active and healthy and facing fires was helpful when attempting to get your minds of things that haunted you every way you go.

But it wasn’t just the work itself that help. Hanging around the station was also refreshing in a way. The SV Fire Department currently had three regular employees, Jared Prentiss, a young man who was Hannah’s nephewTS3W_2015-10-25_21-48-28-33, Maddison and Carissa Jackson, another young woman. Blair loved hanging out with Maddison the most. She would always listen to her ideas, and she was an ideal playing partner for GTA. And she was closest to Blair in age.

Her interactions with the other female employee were, well at least for Blair’s tastes, a little weird… It had been years since she had last dated and she was well beyond an age in which men shown interest in her and she had long made peace with that. The love of her life was already gone and maybe one day they will be together again, in another place, another life, and that was fine.

But it seamed her coworker had a different idea. Just yesterday she brought Blair flowers. It was a nice bouquet, but the whole gesture just caught Blair off guard. She complimented thTS3W_2015-10-25_21-39-34-83e flowers and thanked her coworker but she was dumbfounded. She once had a relationship with a woman, many, many years back, before Freddie. But Ayesha was just a phase and besides she wasn’t interested in any romantic relationships and she didn’t now how to express those feelings, besides the young fire woman did nothing but bring her flowers. But if Blair remembered correctly, that was definitely not a gesture of friendship…

It was these thoughts that kept Blair up this night. She checked the clock. It was already Wednesday and she was still awake. She sighed. She had to drop to the station again today, and there she would face the woman, and will have to tell her something. Tell her what? She had enough of tossing around an empty bed so she got up. She was about to make herself some tea when she heard music coming from the garage.

She walked there, the doors were wide open and her son wTS3W_2015-10-25_21-57-05-40as inside, playing the guitar. She stood in the corner for a while, just listening. The boy could play… Where he got that talent she had no idea, neither her or her late husband had shown any interest in music but their only child sure did. He didn’t notice her, he seamed lost in what he was doing, his eyes focused on the strings of the instrument in his hands.

When he was done she softly spoke: “That was beautiful Dougie.” He turned around surprised. “Mum. What are you doing here? It’s late, and it’s cold!” She just shrugged. “The ailments of old age… I could not sleep so I went to a concert instead.” She smiled at him and he smiled back. He was a big guy, her son but inside he was a sweet little child, her child. The most wonderful thing she and Freddie ever made together. “I hope I didn’t wake you.” Dougie said suddenly worried. “No, no honey. I didn’t even hear it from my room.” He nodded, relieved. “I was practicing a little, this guy, this bassist, Koussesimisky is coming to town this week, he will hold classes tomorrow at the theater, thought I drop by a little, didn’t want to embarrass myself. Also thought I wouldn’t be bad to serenade Lysa with this little thing.” He added with a smile and she smiled back. “She would be a fool not to fall for that.” He grinned. “Thanks mum! So have you heard about Kousssesimisky? You should have… He’s this older dude…” He proceeded as they walked back inside.

Blair fall a sleep soon after her chat with Dougie was over but she got only a few hours of sleep at least according to her watch. She deemed it was enough and went upstairs to check on eTS3W_2015-10-25_21-58-57-50veryone else. Junior and Kerry were up. They were playing chess on the balcony and she looked at Freddie’s youngest grandchild. He looked a lot like Hannah but there were certain gestures like him pinching his own nose when thinking that reminded Blair so much of the husband she had lost.

Junior had the day off so he and Hannah stayed home with Kerry. Frederica had that field trip to the Chinese mausoleum and Blair went to the statiTS3W_2015-10-25_22-14-19-27on. She was barely inside when she ran into Carissa.

“Hi Blair.” She said and before Blair got the chance to answer she went on. “I’m really sorry for my behaviour yesterday, I’m aware I sometimes… take it too far…” She took a deep breath and produced a box from behind her back. “Here take this… a small token of apology.” She smiled and Blair smile back, faintly but seemingly sufficiently because Carissa left and didn’t bother her again. Blair never opened the package, a little fearful of what it might contain.

When she got home she went TS3W_2015-10-25_22-19-49-97straight to the kitchen. Dougie was still home fighting with someone over the phone and Junior was rummaging through the fridge for leftovers.

“Leave it Junior, I’ll cook.” She told her stepson who turned around, a smile on his unshaven face. Like his father when he was alive, Junior never learned to cook. “Blair, you are a life saver.” She smiled. Dougie moved away from them, still in an argument over the phone. “Who is he talking too?” She asked Junior but he only shrugged. “Where is Hannah?” She asked moving to the fridge to pick out the ingredients.  “She went to lay down.” Junior replied. “And I see you had just gotten up?” She asked with a smile. Junior looked down at his pajamas. “What? It’s my day off!”

They ate together and then all split up. Hannah went to work in the garden, Dougie went to listen to the bassist at the theater and Junior took the children to the park. And before she knew it they were back.

“Grandma please read me a bedtime story. Pleeeaaase.” Kerry jumped up and down around her. Blair smiled. “Which one?” “Adventures of RTS3W_2015-10-25_22-30-51-98aymundo!” Kerry yelled at once. “Alright.” She smiled and beckoned him to go upstairs. “Not in my room.” He said frowning. “Freddie will get mad if we leave the lights on. Can you read it in your room?” She sighed. “You’ll just fall asleep in my bed.” “No, no I won’t, I’ll just listen to the story and go to bed. Please.” She did as she was told. It was a grandmother’s job to spoil the kids afteral. Like she anticipated Kerry fell asleep sprawled over her bed in a way that gave her no room for herself and not wanting to bother the small boy she marched up to his room.

He and his sister slept on TS3W_2015-10-25_22-34-39-60bunk beds, and since Frederica was the first to pick and she picked the bottom bed so Blair had to go up the ladder to get to her bad for the night, careful not to fall or wake her granddaughter. That night sleep caught up to her pretty fast.

Day 4

TS3W_2015-10-25_22-40-08-33When she had gotten up she was alone in the room. It was already morning and Frederica must have been getting ready for school. She heard voices coming from downstairs and saw Dougie in the living room with his best friend Luther who must have came by before work.

Luther was whispering to Dougie’s ear and Dougie had his hand over his mouth but his eyes betrayed a smile. Frederica was on the couch eating breakfast and frowning while observing them.

“Tell them they are being rude grandma!” The little girl yelled as she saw Blair coming down the stairs. The two man stopped talking at once and Blair spoke to Frederica. “They are a bit rude. There are other places in this house they could go and talk instead of whispering around like school girls but you don’t need to know everything honey. ”  “But I want to know, whatever it is, I’m old enough, I’m almost nine and…” Dougie sneered at her and she stuck out her tongue  at him.  “Frederica!” Blair yelled at her. Now you are being rude. “Finish your breakfast! And Dougie stop annoying your niece.” They both shut up at once so she turned to the young man in her living room. “Morning Luther, how are you?” “Morning Mrs. Hoves.” The young man answered with a polite smile. “Things are really good. And you? My brother tells me you are volunteering at the station so the health must be good?” She smiled. “Still no cane, that’s something alright. How’s the world of scientific research treating you?” “Really good.” The young man answered. “I have focused more on genetics in general so after some papers I wrote they gave me a job at the hospital. So there I am right now, advancing the field of medicine.” “That’s wonderful.” Blair said with a smile. “As usual Dougie tells me nothing.” She frowned at her son who just shrugged in a I-thought-I-told-you way. “Your mother must be very proud.” She told Luther. “How is she by the way?” “Fine, fine.” Luther replied. “She is a bit mad at me… But we’ll sort things out.” “Why?” Blair asked in shock. Luther sighed. “The whole Minissa thing, and how it ended… It’s a long story and I have to get to work. It was nice seeing you Mrs. Hoves, you too Freddie.” He added with a smile to Frederica but she didn’t even look at him as he left. Dougie went with out with him and Blair went to the kitchen to make herself breakfast.

Sometimes she worried about Dougie, he and Luther were the same age and Luther had a nice career, a child, and he was always so well mannered and Dougie was… Well Dougie. Sometimes she wished he had more ambition, and sometimes she was glad he was still a child, her child.

She didn’t have much time to think about her son though because before she was even done with breakfast there was a call on her phone. It was the station. She picked up hastily and heard Maddison’s voice. “Blair, get ready! There was a fire at Edmund Frail’s house. I’ll be there in five.” Blair dropped the dishes in the sink and got her uniform on as fast as she could.

TS3W_2015-10-25_22-52-49-96She thought of nothing but saving those people. It turned out Edmund Frail was on the first floor and they were able to get to him fast but his sons were trapped in the basement.

The stairs were wooden and were threatening to collapse but Blair was down before her coworkers could bring the ladder. She thought only of those boys, the youngest was just a little older than Kerry. She used her ax to break down the doors and free the scared boys. All she could think about was their father upstairs, he lost a daughter already, he couldn’t survive anything bad happening to his remaining sons…  So she hit and hit, until the door broke and she saw them. They were white with fear and she ushered them out and helped them up the ladder Maddison and Carissa were holding up.

She stayed at the hospital for the most part of day, making sure all the Frail’s were ok. The boy’s mother, Edmund Frail’s ex-wife came to the hospital around noon, shrieking asking about her boys, Blair calmed her down and they had coffee together. By the time she got back home it was already dark.

Frederica was outside with a flash light telling a ghost story to TS3W_2015-10-25_22-58-53-55her best friend, Irene and as usual Dougie was playing games in the living room and all Blair wanted was a shower and to to close her eyes, preferably in her own bed…

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Hoves – Round 3.1

The last time I played the Hoves Junior was a bit buggy and had to be moved out so maybe you’ll be glad to now that the bugs is gone, after I moved him back in so he we’ll feature in this update. Also I have to introduce the newest member of the Hoves family, Kerry, and his sister Freddie is a child now, so here they are:KerryFreddie

Freddie developed the Kleptomaniac trait and Kerry’s a Slob and a Genius.

Day 1

It was Monday. Junior had just came home from work and he had a headache. He wasn’t getting enough sleep, the forensics department was swamped, ever since they got the new equipment he had been pitching for they were sending them samples from all over the country, even as far as Twinbrook.

It didn’t help however that today he heard a particularly nasty rumorTS3W_2015-10-25_20-43-51-70, one he chose not to believe, about his wife and younger brother fighting in public. He could imagine a few nasty words being sad, the two were like this to each other ever since once over dinTS3W_2015-10-25_20-44-59-31ner Hannah told Dougie how she felt he was wasting his life away playing video games and doing nothing with his life and Dougie took it very badly, he was always like that, everything was personal for him. Junior preferred to stay out of this but it was slowly becoming less possible… He knew that tonight he would probably hear two versions of the same story from both of them and he sighed.

Blair was in the living room, but not alone, Laquita, one of his uncle Jesse’s daughters was there and Blair was telling her about different guys she had put in prison. It was unusual for his step-mother to talk about her time in the force but he guessed she was becoming like all old people who were so yearning for their youth that they spent endless hours reminiscing about the life they once had. It surprised him a bit coming from her anyway, Blair still had a pretty active life even though she was done with her spy business,  for a year she thought at the police academy and even held some self defense seminars for middle school kids. Now she was volunteering at the fire department. Retirement was not for everyone he guessed.

“Hi Junior.” Blair said to him a smile on her face. “Say hi to the future president of the whole country.” “Hi Laquita.” he said with a smile. “So politics?” “That’s the plan!” the young girl said with a smile. “I still have a long way to go…” “We believe in you sweetie.” Blair told her patting her arm encouragingly. “Well anyway…What I came to say is…” The girl spoke a bit nervously. “My graduation ceremony is this week but we all got a limited number of invitations…” “And we are a big family.” Blair finished for her. “You can’t invite all of us, and you can’t chose… It’s not a problem honey.” The girl smiled, relief obvious on her face and Junior gave her a smile as well and went upstairs to fix himself a bath.

It didn’t help. He still wasn’t feeling himself so he got ready to go for a run. He was just about to leave when he ran into his wife. Monday’s she moderated a book club at the bookstore where she TS3W_2015-10-25_21-10-20-47worked part time and she often came home late. Tonight however that was not the case.

“Oh Jun. I’m so glad I ran into you, I had the craziest day today…” She told him the moment she saw him. He sighed. His head was throbbing but there would be no running tonight. “Come on inside, you’ll tell me all about it as I give you a back rub.” He told his wife watching her face brighten. “You are the best husband in the world!” She told him. “Well and you are not the best wife, the doctor said you need to avoid additional stress and you still insist on moderating that book club…” “Oh it’s not the book club Junior. That was fine. It’s your brother…” Here we go, Junior thought with a sigh. “Lets go inside.” He told her and so they went. They were keeping Hannah’s pregnancy under wraps for now at least, the situation at home was not the best with Dougie threatening to move out… He didn’t want his little brother to leave, his mother needed him, and if Blair were to leave to… With him working so much Hannah needed all the help she would get… And there were his other children, he didn’t really think Kerry would mind a younger brother or sister but Frederica… Mondays were the worst!

Day 2

Next morning Junior found Frederica in the living room playing some video game. She must have been up at 4 am just to play without her mother sTS3W_2015-10-25_21-24-22-36eeing her. He sighed. Hannah blamed him and his work and subsequent absence for everything wrong with their daughter, and right now it was her disobedience
of all her elders. But Junior, although he loved all his children always felt that there was just something wrong with his daughter…

That is why on slow days at the lab he would read countless articles about child psychopathy, the possible signs and treatments. Of course Hannah would never believe him and would never consent to taking her beloved eldest child to a therapist he still wanted to know, desperately, was there something wrong with his child? She wasn’t cruel to animals, or liked causing other people pain, to his great relief but when Kerry was born she reacted badly, she was super jealous and while Hannah assured him it was normal with siblings, he couldn’t remember ever seeing a case that bad.

Sure when they both grew a little tTS3W_2015-10-10_13-37-49-44hey played together, under watchful eyes of other adults but Junior could never forget the cold hatred in Freddie’s eyes when she would push Kerry’s tiny baby hands from her, when he was curious enough to try and reach to his little sister.

But, at least for now, they got along as well as siblings do, and Frederica, to most people, seamed like a normal little girl, she went to school, liked video gaTS3W_2015-10-25_21-31-39-74mes, liked watching the stars, and was a little disobedient, nothing abnormal but Junior was a little afraid what the addition of one more family member might do to his daughter…

“What are you doing Freddie?” He asked in a serious voice. “You know your mother doesn’t approve of you spending too much time playing games.” “Well I love games!” His daughter replied barely moving her eyes from the TV. “Well what you should love is your mother, and listen to what she saws. Game over.” He said walking up to her and snatching the controller from her hands. She looked him, cold fury in her eyes as she got up and left the room. Junior looked at what she was playing. GTA? I’ll definitely need to talk to Dougie… He thought with a sigh.

Tuesday was pretty busy as well so could get his daughter and her behavior out of head, at least until the school called to ask for his permission for Freddie to take a field trip to the Chinese MausoleumTS3W_2015-10-25_21-49-13-79um tomorrow. When he got home he found her talking over the phone so he sent her to her room to do homework. Once he did the laundry, before going to take a swim he went up to check on her. He saw her sitting in Mya’s old room bent over a notebook and wondered if she has any chance to grow up normal…

Prentiss – Round 3.2

If you want to read the previous installment you could do it here, if not you can just keep reading.

Day 3

Saturday morning Tomas let Rita sleep in. He soon regretted it. It turned out Maja had not only substituted his shampoo with hair dye, but also her sister’s. He had to yell at her again and throw all the remaining shampoo bottles out, you could never be to safe,  then help Lena wash her hair while she cried, furious at her twin sister.

It was a busy morning. WhTS3W_2015-10-25_19-33-43-67en he was satisfied Lena was ok, for a girl her age, it didn’t take long to put it behind, before her hair had even dried she was already on the phone with her friend Brent, he went to look for his other daughter to administer her punishment.

Luckily (for him at last) Maja was not done with her silly pranks, she had also booby-trapped the faucet in the downstairs bathroom causing water to splash Rita as she was washing her hands so it was Rita who TS3W_2015-10-25_19-36-26-93yelled at her and grounded her, for the whole weekend, Tomas was in the clear.

That day the girls were supposed to have writing classes downtown. It was more some sort of creative workshop mumbo jumbo for elementary school kids, which still cost them both a lot of money because both of the girls wanted to go but since Rita grounded Maja she was to stay home and her sister got on her bike and drove alone. “Sure you don’t want me to go with you?” He asked Lena as she was leaving the house. “No daddy, I’ll manage.” She said and grinned. He smiled back but he wasn’t really happy. Sometimes he wished his daughters would never grow up…

When he got back inside the living room Maja was on the phone, telling her friend Aenys what transpired this morning. “…and they had already paid for it, like a bag of simoleons, and they are still not lettiTS3W_2015-10-25_19-38-03-47ng me go!” He sighed. He didn’t like seeing Maja upset but Rita was right… She behaved badly and deserved punishment. Still he would have to make it right somehow and he had just the right idea…

When he got back from the store Lena was in the study, already eager to write her first novel. “It’s called Warp Infinity daddy and I’ll let you read it, but when I’m done! You’ll like it, it would be a lot like Star Wars!” She was so excited that he had to leave her alone wondering how long would this writing phase hold her.TS3W_2015-10-25_19-41-22-79

As he left the study he was met by Rita, already dressed for work, a slight frown on her pretty face. “Rhaenys called… Apparently she heard Maja was grounded, she whined to Rhaenys’ son and he wanted to cheer her up… Anyways she asked if they could come over and I said they could, but I have to go to work so it would fall on you to entertain them. And check on Delores and Nandini, they have been awfully quiet this morning.” He did as she told but wasn’t very happy about it, he didn’t exactly like having people over. He knew Rhaenys, liked her even, she was Rita’s friend who worked in the Science Facility and was one of his last links to the science community of Sunset Valley. She was also Harry’s, his brother’s, girlfriend (part which Rita wasn’t so excited about) which made her practically family, but sill Tomas would have preferred if she didn’t come…

But she did. She came just as Rita was leaving and both her and Tomas were on the porch kissing goodbyeTS3W_2015-10-25_19-42-41-56. Rhaenys jokingly averted her gaze and he laughed, even Rita smiled a bit before she went to say hi to her friend. She was a very beautiful woman, Rhaenys Targeryen, almost inhumanly so and although she usually wore darker colors, red and black, mostly, today she came to them in a light blue long dress that suited her perfectly. However as Rita approached her he saw her gaze fall on Rhaenys’ hand and her mouth move in the shape of the letter ‘O’ and he looked there as well. “Oh, boy, shit’s gonna hit the fan…” he thought to himself.

Maja and Aenys immediately ran upstairs to play and ended up pillow fighting in her and Lena’s room. Lena didn’t bother to show up, she was stillTS3W_2015-10-25_19-44-20-79 working on her book, or more probably, playing some video game by now. The kids made a lot of shrieking noises but still he managed to talk to Rhaenys. “Congratulations.” He said. “Harry’s one lucky man.” She smiled. She was even prettier when she smiled, if that was even possible. “Well thank you Tomas. I’m a lucky girl too.” She sighed. “If only Rita would see it that way…” “She will. She does.She had just always been protective of Harry… Especially now that their mother is gonTS3W_2015-10-25_19-46-39-70e…” He didn’t know how to explain it to Rhaenys. He wasn’t sure he understood it himself. Rita loved both Harry and Rhaenys, there was no reason not to like them together but thankfully Rhaenys  didn’t wait on him to explain. “Well that is why I thought she would be happy he has someone in his life to help him get trough the rough patches.” She sighed again. “Oh well, she would have to accept it… Sooner or later.” She smiled at Tomas. “I’m glad at least a part of my family accepts me.” And Tomas smiled too.

He spent the rest of the day with Rhaenys. She helped him with the little ones, Lena was silent in the study, Maja and Aenys played by themselves. It was a nice afternoon. When Rita came back she left her and Rhaenys to have their talk and went to Ramon Ayres’ party he had been invited too. And there he ran into none other… Harry!TS3W_2015-10-25_20-00-56-64

It was a swimsuit party, he didn’t know why because for all his knowledge Ramon didn’t own a pool but well, he followed the dress code and so did everyone else. It was strange seeing Harry there, he looked much better, and more adult than Tomas remembered. He even had a new tattoo. And somehow from the back of his mind it evoked the image of their father… Of all Harald Prentiss children Harry looked the most like him after all.

He came to him and congratulated him adding: “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me…” Harry shrugged. “I was going to…Really.” He added probably registering the skepticism on Tomas’ face. “Well like i said to your fiancee today, you are a lucky guy.” You saw Rhaenys? Where?” “She and her boy came to our house for a play date with the girls.” “Oh.” Harry said simply. He seamed a little sad. “She couldn’t come with me here today… Shucks. you should have told me she was there I would have come to your place.” “Well she had to talk to Rita. Tell her what her own brother had forgotten…” Tomas told him to try and lighten the mood. Harry’s voice still seamed a little distant when he said: “Yeah that’s probably it…”

“What’s with the tat?” Tomas asked in another attempt to change the mood of the conversation. “Oh this?” Harry asked looking down on his right calf. He laughed. “You wouldn’t believe it… I got so drunk at Hazel’s bachelor party… And I mean it, pass out drunk and in the morning I went and got this.” He laughed, I must have still been drunk because I couldn’t remember it the next day….” The rest of the evening he spent retelling the details of the mentioned party to Tomas.

Day 4

TS3W_2015-10-25_20-05-29-33The next day Tomas found his girls at the chess table. Ever since their butler Yvonne left them he was lacking a good opponent so he was teaching the girls but right now they were still only good opponents to each other but he was glad they were having fun, well Maja only did when she was winning, she was extra competitive but she didn’t have a hard time because Lena would often wander off and make the stupidest move but it was all ok, none of them were professionals after all.

While they were busy he sneaked into their room to install the present he got them yesterday. He didn’t even tell Rita, she knew she would throw a fit, Maja was grounded there was no need to get her presents but she wanted this fTS3W_2015-10-25_20-09-43-07or a while, and he really wanted to get her. If she was stuck at home at least she would have something to do.

She was overjoyed when she saw the chemist table he had gotten them, with all the equipment and starter pack supplies, they read the manual together and he showed her all the safety precautions and then watched with a smile on his face as she started the experiments.

He then took Lena to his TS3W_2015-10-25_20-10-55-27and Rita’s room to show he something. It was her picture, the one she drew a few days ago, hanging on the wall. Lena gave him a faint smile when she saw it. She was reminding him more and more of Rita every day. “It looks nice daddy.” She said and ran out of the room to go and play. He stayed there for a while, just watching the picture, there was something incredibly sad in there, it was too melancholic for a work of an eight year old but it was his daughter’s work and it madTS3W_2015-10-25_20-12-21-60e him proud.

He went to look for Rita. He knew she would have something to say about getting Maja a present after she misbehaved as much and he wanted to get it over with. She was with Delores who was still at times reluctant to use the potty.

“Need help honey?” he asked from the door. Both Delores and Rita turned to him. “No.” Rita said. “But you know I need to talk to you, right?” Tomas nodded. “You know what I want to know she said, looking from him to Delores, making sure she stays on the potty.” Tomas nodded again and then sighed. “Look I now I undermined your authority and…” “It’s not about that.” Rita cut him off sharply. “It’s about praising the girl even when she is doing wrong. How can we teach her anything if you go soft on her any time she sheds a tear? And it’s not just Maja, what kind of example will she set for Della and Nan?” Tomas felt stupid. It wasn’t rare for Rita to make him feel this way… She always thought of everything and he was just to eager to please, mostly his wife and his little girls. He sighed and just told her the truth. “Look I didn’t think about any of that, not really… I just noticed she was interested in science, or rather she told me so and I wanted to fuel those interests. It’s what I love, it’s what I do after all, I make children interested in science. Can you blame me for trying the same with our daughter?” He took a breath. “I know what you’ll say I should have waited a week or two… But you know kids, they change their minds every day, I just wanted to use the opportunity that was presented. I’m sorry.” It was Rita’s turn to sigh. “I forgive you Tommy. Just.. Try and consult with me in the future, after all we are, or should be a team.” He nodded. As usually Rita was right and he was wrong.

He was in his pjs for the most of that day, it was a lazy Sunday after all. He was getting ready to get dressed and go have lunch with his family when his cell phone rang. He picked it up curious, it was Rhaenys. Why was she calling him rather then Rita? He soon found oTS3W_2015-10-25_20-17-19-19ut…

“What do you mean you are pregnant?” He asked her in shock. “Well Tomas I thought you had been through this with your wife at least… You do have four kids…” She sighed. “I understand the meaning of those words. I just… Is it…?” “Harry’s? Of course it is! Whose would it be? What had your wife told you about me?” He could see she was furious but he was so lost for words… Why didn’t she just call Rita, or her future husband. Why was he hearing this? “Look you should go see a doctor first, be one hundred percent sure. Then… I don’t know. You tell Harry and we’ll find a way to break it to Rita together…” It was the best he was able to come up with. But this distressed him deeply, not because Harry and Rhaenys were probably going to have a child together, they were engaged, they probably talked about those things already, and he was happy for them, he knew what joy children brought to his life. No, it was his wife, he didn’t know why she was so anti Rhaenys and Harry, but also he hated keeping secrets from her. He wasn’t sure how he would manage this… But the day was not over, no, his lazy Sunday appeared to be a string of distastes coming his way…

He forgot to change from his pajamas, he didn’t notice he was still wearing them when he got down to lunch. He was still wearing them when Lena iTS3W_2015-10-25_20-19-28-74nterrupted him doing dishes to ask what boyfriends and girlfriends did besides holding hands, it was apparently research for her book…

He was trying to think of an acceptable answer when his phone rung. Saved by the bell, he thought the moment it rung… “Sorry Lena, I have to take this. You can ask your mum when she gets home.” He answered the phone. “Hello.” “Hello, Tomas Prentiss?” “Yes.” He answered, he didn’t recognize the female voice from the other end. “Nadine Hoves speaking.” His heart sunk. He knew very well who Nadine Hoves was and didn’t feel anything well could come from this conversation. He said nothing so the woman continued. “You teach my daughter Irene science classes.  She speaks very highly of you…” He sincerely doubted that but let her go on. “And.. Well I’m beating around the bush too much… I know who you are and who your wife is. And what ever my happened and is still happening between my husband and your wife we are family, bound by blood. And I would like it to be more then that, more than just blood so I thought Irene and I can come over, the girls could meet…” This was what Tomas feared. Rita would flip when she finds out, she never wanted to have anything with her father, and by extension his wife or other children but what could he do, the woman was right, the girls need a chance to meet their family. So he said yes. He wondered what he would tell them… It would be too confusing for them probably to learn Irene was their aunt, maybe introduce her as a cousin?

He was still contemplating this on his way to get dressed at last when he saw Maja. “What on Earth happened to you?” He asked his daughter. “A mishap with one of the potions I was making.” He sighed loudly, maybe Rita was right and this chemist lab thing was a terrible ideaTS3W_2015-10-25_20-20-43-80. How was everything getting so much out of control? “Quickly get washed and changed. Your mother can’t see you like this. Plus we are having people over.” “Who?” Lena asked in bewilderment. “I’ll tell you, I just need to get dressed girls, please.”

Nadine did in fact come with her daughter as promised. She wasn’t exactly the kind of woman he thought Jesse Hoves would settle with but people change don’t they? The two of them introduced politely and proceeded to watch from the porch as their daughters did the same.

“She is very cute.” Nadine said. “Your daughter.” He simply noTS3W_2015-10-25_20-22-24-76dded but she continued. “She really has something of his in her… And the hair… He had the same exact shade before he had gone gray you know.” Tomas nodded. He knew that very well. “What’s her name?” Nadine asked. “Lena.” He said and Nadine nodded. “Jesse would probably like that name.” Tomas wanted to say he didn’t care what Jesse would think about his daughter, or her name, he was terrible to Rita, he ruined his parents marriage but still that was a long time ago… He was his daughters’ grandfather after all so he nodded and kept his mouth shut.

As predicted Rita was not happy when she got home. When she saw Nadine her face went pale. She looked at Tomas fury shouting out of her eyes but then she went calmly to Nadine. The older woman smiled. “Hello, Rita? My name is…” “Spare me.” Rita said as coldly as she had ever sounded. “Is he here? Or is it just you?” “Me and Irene, my daughter, your sister…” Rita cut her off again. “I have only one sister. Did he send you here? Is this another one of his attempts to get into my life?” “No, no… Jesse doesn’t know we are here. I wanted… I just wanted to meet you, and for you to meet us. We are family…” She was about to give Rita the same speech she gave Tomas but Rita wouldn’t allow it. “No we are not. Your husband didn’t want me. He didn’t want anything to do with me for the first sixteen years of my life, then he had a change of heart but it was too late then and it was too late now. Please leave.” Nadine looked stricken. She wanted to say something more but Rita’s gaze was so cold that Tomas himself didn’t bother speaking. “My daughter…” “She can stay. Tomas will take her home.” Tomas nodded weakly when she looked at him. “Very well.” Nadine said getting up. “I’m sorry.” She added. “For the inconvenience… For… I can’t apologize for him. But I’m sorry for what his absence did to you and to you.” She added suddenly turning to Tomas. He didn’t speak this time either. He wanted to say it’s ok. His parents probably would have broken up anyway, or stayed unhappy. But he stayed silent and Nadine left. Rita was still pale and he came up to her to say something but she waved him off and just left outside.

TS3W_2015-10-25_20-32-28-49He saw her trough the window, kneeling on the soft ground. To the outsider it would seem she was simply weeding the plants but he knew she was crying. And it made his hear ache.

/* Ran a bit long, I’m sorry, hope you get the time to read it. */

Prentiss – Round 3.1

Welcome to the adventures of the Prentiss family! Last time Lena and Maja aged up to children so here there are now (Lena-left
, Maja.right):LenaMaja

Lena became Clumsy and Maja became Ambitious.

Day 1

It was a fall day, three years ago when her mother invited herself to dinner at their place. Rita agreed and told her to bring Harry and Hazel as well. She figured it would be an excellent opportunity to break the news of her pregnancy to them. She had already told her sister Cocoa,and Tomas‘ brother Andrew, the two of them were best friends from childhood and had decided to move in together, both recovering from a lose of spouse. Rita could not help but feel relieved, Tomas promised Andrew to move in with them, and Rita was in for it, but then she realized what a mess would it be, her Tomas, the kids, Andrew and his son, Yvonne… And plus Cocoa was alone and broke, she had even started delivering paper to earn enough cash to put money on the table for her daughters. Things were better this way.

TS3W_2015-10-03_23-34-23-13Anyway, Rita eating for two (or at least she thought so at the time) told Tomas about her plan for a family dinner and revelation, over her second breakfast and he agreed. Yvonne cooked dinner, Tomas was adamant to keep Rita from any housework  for the next year or so and Rita didn’t bother fighting it, she was already feeling the symptoms of her pregnancy and appreciated any help.

The dinner however was far different from what she expected… They were all together int he dinning room, waiting for dessert when Ebony said in a calm, but looking back unusual voice: “Rita darling, can you please tell Yvonne to take the girls away a bit? I have to talk to you and Tomas.” Rita was puzzled, but she did as she was told, Lena and Maja protested and Rita was annoyed. He noticed how her mother looked at them, it was a sad look, full of longing but Rita thought she saw right trough it, her mum was sad because she raised them badly, she was sad her wonderful granddaughters had such a terrible mother who didn’t raise them to listen to their elders. How would her mother react when she tells her she is pregnant again? Would she feel sorry for that baby as well?

She was lost in thought and didn’t notice that the girls were out and her mother was turned to her looking at her intently, with the same eyes that Rita saw staring at her from the mirror. “Rita I need to tell you something important. Harry and Hazel already know but your silly sister is dodging my calls. Sooner or later she will need to hear as well, and I would prefer it if it was from me, so try not to tell her, however hard it gets. You’ll have to tell the girls… Something… You’ll find away.” Rita was confused but she didn’t move her eyes away from her mother. “I’m dying. I’m very sick and have only months left.” Rita felt her insides go cold. She could not move. Lost for words she only whispered: “I’m pregnant.”

She didn’t know why she was thinking about that today, it was a slow day at the spa. Not even Shirley, her coworker, and close friend was gossipy liTS3W_2015-10-03_23-54-38-08ke usual. The past is the past Rita told herself but she couldn’t deny how much she had missed her mother, more than she ever thought she would.

That night after her mother had left she locked herself in her room, not letting even her husband in, she cried so much she ended up trowing the whole dinner up.

Her next doctor’s appointment she found out she was, once more, having twins. She felt nothing. No joy, no surprise, excitement. Nothing.

She checked the clock every second. She really wanted to get home to her husband and girls. Yvonne, their butler, left shortly after Rita had the second set of girls. She claimed a relative out of Bridgeport had left her money but Rita suspected that she was simply overwhelmed, she couldn’t go trough crying twins again, and Rita didn’t think she could either. Her mother had been very sick then and it was only Tomas at Rita’s side and she couldn’t have made it without him, ever.

TS3W_2015-10-25_18-58-36-60She checked the clock again. He was there with them now, playing with Delores, holding Nandini. She wished she was there too.

She should have quit this lousy job. She should stay home with her daughters, the farce was over, she didn’t want to be a receptionist at the spa, she wanted to be an astronaut, but that dream was over. She was no longer young, she was a mother of four. Once she had an excuse of having to earn money for her family, she didn’t even have that anymoreTS3W_2015-10-25_18-59-51-53. Tomas had a job now. So what was she doing? Waiting for the hand of the clock to move…

When the day was finally over she got out as fast as she could, almost breaking in a run and was home in time to make dinner. She found Tomas in their bedroom practicing a lecture. He had finally landed a job at the school, since he lost his job in the Science Facility, teaching young minds the way of science was the only other thing he considered doing. She stood on the door listening to him for a while. He noticed her and smiled. “Don’t creep up on me. That’s not sexy.” She smiled back. She really wanted to answer to that but there were more pressing matters on her mind. “Where are the TS3W_2015-10-25_19-05-36-36girls? Have they eaten anything?” “Only ice cream.” Tomas said again mockingly, or so she hoped. She sighed. “I’ll go make some mac and cheese.”

After dinner everyone ended up in bed. Delores and Nandini in the nursery, Lena and Maja to their room, even Tomas was too tired from the day at school, and the afternoon with the girls so he went to bed too. Rita called her friend Phoibe, she needed to talk to someone badly. After that she did the laundry, and checked up on everyone before going to bed herself. She was amused seeing Maja and Lena sleeping in almost identical positions and she smiled slightly before slowly closing the door, trying hard not to wake them.

Day 2

She was woken up the next morning by baby cries. Tomas groTS3W_2015-10-25_19-12-51-14aned besides her but she got up before he did and walked across the hall to the nursery. It was Delores. She had a nightmare and was crying for her mummy. Rita lifted her up walking around the house with her little daughter in her arms, hoping she would fall a sleep again. She felt like crying herself. Somehow her thoughts went to her own mother and she wondered, did she had nightmares like this? Would her mum pick her up and try to soothe her and then tomorrow go to work, taking coffee around to people, trying to feed her and her sister. And what had she become? An ungrateful bitch. She pressed Delores to her chest harder. Why do any of us ever have to grow up she wondered.

When Delores finally fell a sleep she got her back to her crib and realized she would not sleep tonight so she went down to the kitchen and made herself coffee. She casually looked outside, dawn was just breaking and in the soft morning light she saw Lena outsTS3W_2015-10-25_19-11-35-75ide. All these years later the girls were still going crazy about that present Tomas got them for their fifth birthday so there Lena was, in her sleeping clothes outside, painting.

“Lena, love? What are you doing?” Rita asked as she walked outside, barefoot. “Just drawing.” Her daughter replied a little annoyed. “Outside? At this time? Couldn’t you sleep?” “I had enough sleep.” Lena replied. “I wanted to paint something.” “But aren’t you afraid of the dark?” Rita asked. “No.” Lena replied simply, her eyes never leaving the big canvas. “There are scarier things.” “Like what?” Rita asked. “Death.” Was all her little girl said.

Rita was still thinking about that as she made breakfast but her husband’s scream woke her up from this trance, and definitely saved her pancakesTS3W_2015-10-25_19-14-44-84. She removed the pan from the stove and ran to the bathroom from which the scream originated. As she pushed open the door there was definitely something to be seen.

Her husband was standing next to the shower, completely naked staring at his yellow fingers. But they were not the only yellow thing. So was his hair. Completely, brightly, yellow.

“Tomas! What happened?” She asked closing the door behind her. She didn’t want her daughters to ran into their naked father. He looked her a desperate expression on his face. “I have no idea… I just washed my hair… Oh Rita I have classes today…” She walked to the shower looking at the bottles. “Somebody substituted your shampoo with dye… And it doesn’t take a genius to deduce who since Lena was out painting all morning…” She sighed. “Come on, I’ll help you wash it.”

Sadly there was no time left for breakfast so she packed up pancakes for both the girls and Tomas. Outside she could hear Tomas shouting: “…AND AFTER ALL ME AND YOUR MOTHER DO FOR YOU YOU DECIDE TO PULL A STUPID PRANK LIKE THIS. WHY MAJA? DID YOU THINK IT WOULD BE FUNNY? ANSWER ME!TS3W_2015-10-25_19-15-17-49” She sighed. Tomas hated yelling at the girls. He tried to avoid the reign of terror his father practiced on him and his siblings. He would probably go and do something stupid after this… And he was right for yelling, Maja did something punishable. She sighed. All three of them were late to school that morning and Rita stayed home playing with her other two daughters.

She also made lunch and when Tomas got home went straight to bed, shTS3W_2015-10-25_19-16-30-59e was exhausted. When she got up Tomas was still awake, it was Friday after all but he had sent the girls to bed, he assured her they did their homework. He told her how Maja had plans to skip a grade because she was so bored at school and Lena told her then she would have to skip it with her because who would she sit with if Maja wasn’t there? Rita smiled and got ready to anothTS3W_2015-10-25_19-28-37-57er one of Riam Gradle’s parties she had been invited. Like usual she spent her time there with Eevee Gradle, Riam’s granddaughter, trying hard not to think about how her mother and Tomas used to date.

/* That’s it for now. Check out next part tomorrow! */

The Leibster Award

Another award, and again coming from a great blog and a great writer, so thank you FiendLikeQueen, I love your story, and for all of you reading this you should most definitely go and check it out. I’m sure you’ll like it.


So first of I have to answer the question and then nominate other blogs that have under 200 followers. Here are my answers to the questions:

  • What do you enjoy most about writing?

What I love most about writing is the ability to get lost in some other world/worlds and give voices to things and people that exist only in my head.

  • What’s your favourite medium, typed or paper/pen?

I must admit I prefer to type, I have bad handwriting and it takes me ages to write anything in any readable form.

  • Do you have any pets?

No pets.

  • Why did you start your blog?

I’m not sure why… I have always loved to write but I was and still am really self conscious about my writing so I never really show it to anyone, not even people who are close to me, as a result nothing I ever do gets really finished, at some point I get tired writing only for myself, knowing that nobody’s ever going to see it and keep it all in my head. That is why I decided to put something out there, at least a little sim stories, just to see if I can do it, show my work to the others.

  • Favourite candy?

That’s a tough one. I love all sweets. Does chocolate count?

  • Have you received this award before?

Nope. This is my first. 🙂 A while a go I got the Blogger Recognition Award from Teacup Talk.

  • What computer do you use, Mac or PC?

A PC.

  • How much do you use social media?

Not as much as some. 😛 I can’t say I avoid them, I have profiles, that I visit regulary on Facebook and Goodreads but I+m not an addict either, I don’t really post often, and can go for day(s) without checking either (which can’t be said for some of my friends and family members.

  • Do you object to adult themes in stories (Sims blogs only)?

No of course not. There are great blogs out there who handle this themes very well. Most of the times it makes the stories/characters more relatable and I like that.

  • Favourite musician?

Another though one. 😛 Well according to my Last.fm profile the top five bands would be: Pearl Jam, The Beatles, Meshuggah, Pink Floyd and Metallica.

  • What country do you live in?

I live in Bosnia and Herzegovina.  Since I don’t think many people know about it there is a link if you want to know something more.


As for the nominees. Here is a list, I’ll try to avoid the people I know already got the award:

All great stories and I suggest you go and check out for yourself! Once again thank you FiendLikeQueen, and congratulations for your own award!


Almost forgot! Ok my questions are:

  • How long have you been writing?
  • Did you ever consider giving up on writing and if you did what got you back?
  • What kind of music do you like?
  • What are your favorite places you have ever visited?
  • What are your favorite kinds of books?

Browns – Round 3.2

Round 3 continues! It’s Brown’s again, if you missed the first part read it here. If you don’t feel like reading it just go on.

Day 3

TS3W_2015-10-24_16-02-55-68Yesterday Harry sold his favorite painting. It wasn’t easy for him, it was the first thing he had done after he decided to pursue his painting career. It was also painted in the time his mother was still alive. That is how his life was divided right now The Before and The After.

He wanted it to change, he really did. Especially since everyone he knew noticed his mood never changing, just last week Tomas, his own brother, had a party and did not invite him. He was dragging everyone down, with his constant talk of death, or so he heard. He admired Hazel’s ability to go on. He told him once that mum was with them, in their heads and in their hearts and will be as long as they live. Harry knew that gave him strength to keep living his life the way that mum would want him too but he could not just accept it, he could not stop thinking that his mother was gone. She was not in this world anymore. Her body lay in the ground. She was gone.

He talked about it with Junior, Hannah’s husband. In a strange way he could understand, better then anyone. Maybe because he had lost both of his parents too, one when he was young and the other later in life but maybe also because he was a grown man who had to be strong, for those around him, those he loved.

That is why Harry sold the painting, for those he loved.

Rhaenys had Wednesday’s off so Tuesday night could be a nice date night. He called her in the morning, she wasn’t at the lab, last month her big experiment, one she had been working for nearly an year finally worked so she was writing a paper about it. She told him she had plans for the afternoon but he could pick her up at the Salon. A new styling place just opened and it seamed that everyone was getting haircuts these days.

Harry spent the day running errands and then showed up at the Salon, in his nicest clothes with a bouquet of flowers. Rhaenys had her hair shortened, he didn’t fail to notice, she still looked beautiful, TS3W_2015-10-24_16-14-33-30and coincidentally she wore the same dress she wore for their first date.

A smile escaped Harry’s lips, it happened every time she saw her. He had planed the whole evening, this was merely a start but seeing her, the sunshine of his life, he couldn’t wait one more moment.

So he got down on one knee, nearly dropping the ring as he fished it out of his pocket, that’s how badly his hands shook. “What’s going on Harry? What are you doing?” She asked but he turned around in an instant. “Rhaenys Targeryen, my life changed the moment I first saw you, there was never a woman who made me feel what you make me feel every single moment when you are around.” His felt his voice was shaking but he went on. “I would make a fool out of myself every day only to make you smile, and I live for you, and your happiness… And nothing, and I mean it, would make me happier than if you would become my wife.” He looked in those pretty lilac eyes, his heart threatening to explode. Waiting. She smiled. “I love you Harry, and yes, sweetie, a thousand yeses.” He jumped up and hugged her. He even lifted her in the air, she laughed and he was happy. For the first time in the longest while he was truly happy.

He proposed to ditch all other plans and just go to his place (they never went to her house) and have mad, engaged sex. She just smiled and said she was looking forward to dinner, so on to diTS3W_2015-10-24_16-18-45-94nner it was. He took her to the beach bar, that had a nice terrace that overlooked the ocean. They sat there for a while and debated between pizza and spaghetti, they both wanted Italian and then as a real gentleman he went
to order food and drinks.

He had barely taken a seat when and was about to make a comment about how lovely a night it was, with stars sTS3W_2015-10-24_16-19-34-65hining so bright, or some crap like that, he was a man in love after all when he heard a child’s voice: “Mummy?”

He had never before seen Rhaenys’ son but the moment he had lain eyes on the little boy before him he knew it was him. He had the same light, almost white, hair and even though his eyes were dark blue there was a lot of his mother in him. Rhaenys jumped up immediately upon seeing him: “Aenys! What are you doing here?” “I was looking for you mummy…” “In a bar? Where is your father?” She turned around furious but it was clear the boy was alone. “He is at practice.. I think… He said you went to get a haircut and you never came home… I was worried…” The boy was on the verge of tears and Harry felt very sorry for him. He hated not being with his mum too when he was his age. He wanted to say something, but no soothing words came to him. “And you just sneaked out to look for me? Where was Diane? I swear I’m gonna kill someone!” And she seemed ready to. Harry could understand. The boy was no more than five or six and here he was, in a bar, alone but still he tried to calm her down. “Rhaenys…” He lifted his hand to touch her but she pulled it back. “Not now Harry.” Her eyes never left the boy. “Let’s go home Aenys, I’ll have a talk both with Diane and your father. Come on.” She held the boy’s hand tightly, but not with the hand which displayed her new ring, one that cost Harry his favorite painting, she kept that one behind her back. As she was about to leave she turned around to Harry like she just remembered he was there as well. “I’ll call you later, take the food home.”

Harry sighed as she watched her go. She never introduced him to his son. They were dating for three years, hell they were getting married and this was the first time he even saw the little guy. He sighed. They were going to talk about this, as soon as possible he told himself. He begged the waitress to pack their food and he drank both their drinks before hailing a cab.

He sat in the car, his face pressed to the window, holding his phone in his hand, not to miss a call from Rhaenys. This was so not the way he wanted this night to end but now he couldn’t wait to get home, all alone… It was then that he noticed something outside. “Stop the car!” He yelled at driver who suddenly hit the brakes, almost making him drop the food containers from his lap. “Could you please wait here for a second?” He asked the driver as he ran out.TS3W_2015-10-24_16-20-25-12

The person he saw was almost completely emerged in a big dumpster behind the theater, only his legs were sticking out in the air but he would recognize those damn sneakers anywhere. “HAZEL WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?” He yelled hoping a smelly hobo wearing the same shoes as his younger brother will climb up from the dumpster looking at him confused. He wouldn’t even mind if the hobo would attack him, he could use a good fight. Instead his worst fear was confirmed as his brother poked his head out of the dumpster. “Harry? What are you doing here?” He asked genuinely surprised. “I should ask you the same thing dumb fuck. Please tell me you had accidentally thrown something away, and please make it super important.” He was exhausted, he did not want to deal with this right now. Hazel got out of the dumpster and shook his clothes out a bit. “I was just looking around. You would never believe what kind of stuff people throw away, seriously, you can find some cool stuff, just the other day I found the…” He then stopped suddenly. “Never mind.” He mumbled. “What if somebody sees you Haze? You want people thinking we live out of dumpsters now that mum’s gone? Ha?” “No one could see me Harry! It’s late. And what are you doing here anyways?” “A date… Don’t ask… Let’s go home.” He didn’t feel like telling Hazel about his engagement just yet…

The cab driver refused to take Hazel in, him smelling like garbage so he only picked up his food and they walked. What a day… Harry thought as he walked besides his brother. “I’m sorry Harry…” Hazel said quietly. “I was being stupid…. It’s just… People waste so many things, they don’t appreciate what they have… And… I’m sorry.” He repeated. “Don’t sweat it Haze, just… Don’t do it again. Please.” Hazel nodded. They walked silent a while Harry only thinking about his damn phone and how it didn’t ring. “Want to know why I stayed longer at work today?” Hazel asked suddenly cheerful. Harry only shrugged. “They needed to set up the theater for a surprise gig… Stiles had to play and his roadies were all out so I stayed to help… And Stiles thanked me afterwards! He even said he might take me as a roadie. Permanently! How awesome is that?” “Pretty awesome…” Harry said indifferently. His mind was half on Rhaenys and half wondering how could his genius brother be so stupid to think he would get anywhere carrying around other people’s equipment, he had this enormous talent and he was wasting it away. If mum was alive she would never allow it.

They had almost reached the house when the phone rang. Rhaenys! He picked it up with haste he never though possible. To his big delight she said she would come over in a bit. He made Hazel take a bath immediately and then proceeded to heat the spaghetti.

They changed into something a bit more comfortable, in order not to stain their clothes with the sauce and ate together. When they were finished he took her hand and led her to the room he and Hazel shared, he was about to break it to him to he is sleeping on the couch when Rhaenys placed her hand on his.TS3W_2015-10-24_16-25-31-08 For a moment he was distracted by the way light shone in that lovely ring of hers but then he met her eyes and she said: “No Harry. We are to be husband and wife, I don’t want us sleeping, or doing anything else in that tiny bed of yours. You are a grown man now.” He took a deep breath. She was right, as always. I’m so sorry mum… He whispered in his head and took his fiancee to her mother’s room.

Day 4

The next morning Harry woke up happy, even though it took him a minute to remember why. When he did he rolled to the other side of the bed with a smile but Rhaenys was not there. He got up hastily, and found his fiancee in the kitchen with his brother, they were sitting on the two sides of the counter drinking juice and laughing. It seamed Hazel just told a good joke. He felt a little stab of jealousy seeing that smile meant to someone else, even if it was his gay brother.

“Morning.” He said standing on the door and they both turned around to look at him. Rhaenys moved a strand of hair from her face, her ring flashing and said: “Morning sweetie.” “Morning bro, you could have told me you got engaged! You dog!” He smiled at them as he moved forward. “Well now you know.” Rhaenys got up to give him a kiss and said softly. “I need to go. There are still things to clear up at home. I’ll see you tonight.” Tonight? Harry wondered as he said goodbye. What the hell am I missing now? But then it hit him. Hazel’s bachelor party!

He had planed it last week, it was another attempt to get things back to normal and to make it up to his brother who had to put with his crap for a long time now. And what was better than a party? Haze loved those.

Thank to his future wife he still had enough time to get everything ready for tonight and to persuade Haze to take the night off.

Since Haze was not your every day bachelor, this was not a everyday bachelor party, he invited pretty much anyone he could thing off. Hazel really liked it. He was super hyped, he even put on some ridiculous top hat Harry didn’t even know he owned. Maybe he got it from the trash he thought but decided he didn’t want to know…

He even invited Hazel’s nTS3W_2015-10-24_16-38-54-26ew mother-in-law, Holly and sometimes during the night he saw Hazel gathering courage to talk to her. Maybe they will solve their issues tonight, he thought, all thanks to me.

But the real big event was the arrival of his dancers. This wasn’t an ordinary bachelor party, sure, but some cliches had to happen.

Their performance was crazy fun, especially for Hazel and thTS3W_2015-10-24_16-41-26-19e female part of the audience and his new stereo found a good use. Only for a brief moment did he think of his mother, wondering what she would say to the sight of half naked fireman dancing in her kitchen.

Hazel got to break out his dancing skills, he was the on dancing the most, he even flirted a bit with one of dancers, all standard party stuff. Harry himself had to jump in when for a while he thought something was happeHazelAndDancersning to Rhaenys when he heard her shriek but it turned out it was only Nina Caliente showering every one with champagne, they all had a good lough about it afterwards and it was all repeated later, in the yard after Dina Caliente gave a wonderful, heart warming toast to Hazel and then proceed to empty the bottle on his head since Hazel did not drink.TS3W_2015-10-24_16-45-49-14

It was a wild party, at least the bits Harry remembered.

/*Hope you like this one, I know I do. 🙂 It was fun both to play, and to write.*/

Browns – Round 3.1

Hello and welcome to round 3! As usually I start with the Browns, if you missed Round 2 you can read it here and here. If you have read it you will notice Harry and Hazel aged up to young adults so here are they now (I had better pictures from last time I played but I accidentally deleted them, forgetting I didn’t post them so I had to get them out of bed to take these):

HarryHazel Harry developed the Athletic trait and Hazel became Mooch,

Day 1

The days following his mother’s death were the hardest of Hazel’s life. It was hard to even think of the pain the loss left, the emptiness in his heart… The funeral was a nice one, most of the town attended, even Dina came.  She was his mother mentor, and just won the biggest elections of her life, even after the divorce and rumors of an affair with a convicted criminal. She hugged him, and kissed his cheek. “Anything you need Hazel, I’m here”. She whispered in his ear. Everyone else was pretty much the same, his mother’s friends, his sisters… In the days that closely followed he and Harry moped around the house, doing only what was necessary to stay alive, it was a difficult time…

BTS3W_2015-10-03_22-24-42-89ut after the initial mourning was over Hazel got on his feet, what his mother’s death made him realize was that life was precious and short so he took charge of his life. He worked harder to lose the extra weight, he got a job as a janitor at the local theater because he knew that’s where all the musicians hang out, and in a matter of days he found out that the most important person for the next stage of his life plans was Phaena Santoro. After Riam Gradle retired from the music world he was looking for the next best thing to manage and Hazel was sure that was him. He proposed to his long time boyfriend Donovan, he continued playing the guitar, even gave himself a more “rocker look”.

TS3W_2015-10-03_22-10-28-54He was a little worried for Harry though, he didn’t seem to be getting better, only mopier and more withdrawn.  They both stayed in their old room avoding their mother’s bigger one like it held the plague. Cocoa came and took all of mothers clothes and stuff, some she kept, some she gave to Rita, some to charity, he never asked about it. He only kept the notes he and mum passed around when she worked as a ghost hunter, he kept them under his pillow and read them almost every night before he went to sleep, it made things easier, to see her words written down, reading them he could almost hear her soothing voice.

He and Harry talked about moving once but his brother wasn’t really for it: “You really want to leave the only place you have ever called home, the house you grew up in?” And Hazel diTS3W_2015-10-24_15-53-30-05dn’t. But it was weird living here without mum. He wanted to do something. He contacted an architect out of Twinbrook to make renovation plans, he wanted to brake down the wall between the two bedrooms, make it a single room with staircases that lead to the second floor where they each had their own room and another bathroom but when he showed it to Harry he just shrugged. It was this indifference to everything that bothered Hazel the most.

When their mother first got sick, it was Harry who took charge of everything. It was the evening they were going to go to her Spooky Award Ceremony, she felt sick and couldn’t go and the next day Harry was taking her to the hospital to get checked up. It was Morgana Wolff herself who gave them the terrible news a week later. It was cancer. The very thought of that day made Hazel’s eyes burn. The next day she told Doctor Wolfe she wants to stay at home, there was no cure, she had months to live and she wanted to die at home.

Before she did that however she sat them both in the kitchen. She extended her hands, one to him and one to Harry and she looked at them with those fierce green eyes of hers. And she told them: “I know this is hard, for all of us, it will take time to accept it. I’ll give you time, as much as you need but I want to die here, at home, not at some cold hospital room but I know if I do that it will fall on the two of you too carry me to the bathroom when I get too weak… Your sisters are both busy, with kids of their own and I can’t count on them. Now  I know, it’s a big thing to ask… And think it through, if you would rather put me in the hospital and come by once a day it’s fine. It’s your decision.” She looked at them and Hazel felt as if he was going to cry. Harry however spoke firmly, and without hesitation. “We are here for you mum. All the way.” She pulled them in both for a hug and Hazel couldn’t keep in in anymore, he cried in to her shoulder and she held him tighter.

TTS3W_2015-10-03_22-26-11-11he first week or two wasn’t that bad. She was still pretty mobile, and it was easy to forget she was sick, that she was dying. Sometimes he would even catch her doing housework.

She was always a slender woman, but as time passed she was shrinking before their eyes and by the end Hazel could pick her up without barely feeling it.

His sister’s came, they even brought the girls. Mum would place each set of twins on the bed next to her, one on each side and talk to them. They didn’t know what was happening, they were still too young, at an age where they thought any disease can be cured…

She died peacefully one afternoon, a little over a year after she got sick, she just fell asleep and never woke. He just sat next to her and cried and Harry left the room hastily, he never wanted anyone to see him weak.

TS3W_2015-10-17_15-31-22-47Harry even had a hypochondriac phase, Hazel knew, but only because gossip tended to travel fast in a small town such as theirs. He was seen at one of Luther’s free clinics, it turns out he had a cold but thought he had cancer.

Hazel didn’t know how to help his big brother, he only hoped he would find the strength to help himself. Just this morning he found him meditating in the bathroom. “Why are you doing this here?” He asked annoyed, he really needed to pee. “Sometimes it is not possible to resist the calling of the greater power, and the need for inner peace.” Harry replied his eyes still closed, his legs crossed on the cold tiles. “Well neither is it possible to resist the call of nature, and the power of the empty bladder. Get lost.” Harry’s eyebrows narrowed and he gave him a dirty look. “Deal with that disaster on your chest Haze, you look like a fucking bear.” He got up from the floor and left. Hazel had no choice but to smile. Immature shit like that made him believe his brother was getting better. TS3W_2015-10-24_15-48-17-28

When he got out of the bathroom Harry was dressed and making breakfast. Hazel tried to eat less, and more healthier now that he was finally in shape but he dared not to say anything to Harry about how many calories waffles had.

“I have a gig at a party tonight.” Hazel said to break the awkward silence at the breakfast table. He also needed to distract himself from having another serving. “That’s cool.” Harry said too politely, it seamed to Hazel he was only half listening. “It’s at Minissa Gradle’s you should totally come, her daughters are hot I hear.” “I have a girlfriend.” Harry replied coldly. “And I’m busy tonight.” “Busy doing what?” Hazel asked annoyed. He really wanted to take Harry out a bit. “Dinner at Holly’s.” Holly Alto was their mother’s friend, she was also Donovan’s mum. “Donovan’s mum asked YOU to dinner? Not us?” “Yup.” Harry replied. Noticing the outraged look on Hazel’s face he tried to explain. “She wants to check up on me, mum’s anniversary is coming up and all that…” Hazel sighed. “Well that affects me too and beside I’m her future son in law doesn’t she care about that?” “Dunno. Maybe she doesn’t support gay marriage.” Harry shrugged but Hazel was sad. He really wanted Don’s family to accept him but he couldn’t explain that to Harry so he just ate the rest of the meal in silence. “Any talk of dates?” Harry asked a while later. “Well I want a big wedding.” Hazel said delighted he could talk to someone about this, he told his mum all the details in his head but his mum was gone. She would not come to his wedding, nor help him plan it. “And Donnie he wants to pay half, I don’t mind of course, I could use the cash. So we are waiting to get enough. He left his job at the spa, it was apparently not to challenging, he runs a daycare now.” Harry just nodded, lost in thought Hazel knew, that was Harry, he could get lost like that any minute.

TS3W_2015-10-24_15-49-44-20After breakfast Hazel was still hyped up on wedding talk so he called Dina and shared all the juicy details with her, she even promised to help him pick out a suit.

The party sucked. He played his part and went to mingle and he ended up trying to entertain Minissa’s son teenage son Jerome, but the boy apparently had no sense of humor and all of his jokes run flat, and he did have some good ones from the last party he attended.

Day 2

The next day was a Monday, and Hazel had to go to work. Being a janitor at the theater was much harder then he thought it would be but it did give him access to some big names in the music industry, firstly Phaena Santoro his intended target, but also Dina’s sister Nina who was a mayor music composer but there was also Stiles McGraw who had recently started saying hello to Hazel as he passed him by. It was not glamorous but it was a start, Hazel was sure that before long one of them would take notice of him long enough for him to show his mad guitar skills. If nothing he had learnt more about these three then he wished to know, for one he heard Phaena would never notice you if you didn’t out party her, or out drink her and both were leaning on impossible according to rumors around town, Nina would notice you if you were young, handsome and willing to sleep with her (too bad I was gay and engaged Hazel thought because Nina wasn’t bad looking) and Stiles… Maybe if you brought him coffeejil-nala-band and his music journals (payed with your own money of course). The biggest break in Hazel’s career for now however where the gigs Dina got him. Still Hazel didn’t want to give up and he was glad the same thing could be said for Harry.

When he got back home he found him painting in the yard, still in his pajamas even though it was dark for a long time now. He could tell he had been at it the whole day because they, along with his face and hands were all smeared with paint. “Hi bro!” he said loudly causing Harry to turn around startled. “It’s you.” He said annoyed. “Where have you been?” He asked demanding. “Work. At least one of us has to make an honest living…” Harry just frowned at him. “I would do the same if it wasn’t for certain smart asses annoying me.” Hazel smiled.”LoTS3W_2015-10-24_16-06-03-78ok Harry, I brought something for you… Maybe you’ll like it.” He said shrugging his shoulders while he handed his brother the box he kept behind his back. “Oh.” Harry was a bit startled. It was weird to see him without a smirk on his face, and a inappropriate, smart ass comment. “I had no idea… Sorry Haze…” “Don’t sweat! Just open it!” Hazel said his mouth breaking in a smile.

Harry loved the stereo he got him, Hazel only hoped his brother wouldn’t ask where exactly did he get it. He didn’t. He went to make them dinner, hot dogs, mum’s recipe again although she would flip if she knew they were making them an hour past midnight. While Harry cooked Hazel was scrolling band pages of all the local bands he knew hoping against hope one of them needed a skilled guitarist…

/* I’m not sure you’re gonna like this one, I’m not sure I like it myself but I needed to do the impact of Ebony’s death on the boys. And Hazel doesn’t have such an interesting life :P. Tomorrow is however a new update, and it’s Harry again which guarantees more action! */