While my 9th gen heir was still a child, there wasn’t much I could do but wait for him to grow up. So I tried to keep my Sims happy and productive in the meantime. Gary and Tebbany had maxed all of their skills, so they didn’t have much to do except sit back and enjoy life. Gary was still working, though his hours weren’t long, and he made it to the top of the medical career track. Lennan and Demi also made it to the top of their careers, becoming a Business Tycoon and a Captain Hero, respectively.
When Kyle’s birthday finally rolled around, Lennan wanted to throw a birthday party, so I obliged him. The “Throw House Party” option was buggy and hadn’t been working, but the “Throw Birthday Party” option worked just fine. Huh! He invited past inhabitants of Shanley Manor over, including his uncle Cort, his sister Scottie, his half-sister Cleo, and his buddy Abhijeet, who strangely enough lived in Shanley Manor way back in 2nd generation. That guy should be long gone by now!
“You know, Lennan, you really should get dressed for special occasions.”
Kyle became a teen wearing Lennan’s pajamas. I didn’t bother changing them because he wasn’t going to be a teen for very long…
“I blame my weird looks on my grandpa.”
I’m all for Sims looking interesting and not like Barbies or Kens, but Kyle’s face is just so oddly proportioned! He’s not hideous or anything…just strange-looking. And he has this bizarre indentation between his eyebrows, like a worry wrinkle.
By the way, I rolled Fortune for Kyle’s aspiration, making him only the third Shanley to have perpetual dollar signs in his eyes. Or at least above his head.
Anyway, I wasted no time in moving his future wife, firefighter Maura Simpson, into the house. She was best friends with Lennan, so that wasn’t too tough. I was delighted to discover that she’s a Family Sim (which I should have known from reading Shana’s blog, but I have a crappy memory). Here’s Maura after the customary NPC makeover…
“I have no idea what I’m getting myself into. Not that I have any choice…”
Now that Kyle was a teen, I could start the premature aging process. First I had to get his aspiration into low green or worse. He had a fear of seeing a ghost, which made things easy — the ghosts were in full force, haunting nearly every night. I had Kyle wander around downstairs where the ghosts of Nia and Kaylynn were roaming. For some reason Nia is a very angry ghost and just LOVES to scare my Sims, so she scared him right away. He barely had time to recover before Kaylynn appeared unexpectedly and frightened him, too. Poor kid. He was in middle red now, so I hurried him upstairs before any other ghosts popped out of the woodwork.
As I had done with Lennan, I had Kyle alternate sleep with drinks of elixir until it was the next day. While I was busy with some of the other Sims, he decided to smash the dollhouse in Scottie’s old bedroom. I think he was trying to tell me something.
“You think you can control me? Well, THIS is what I think of your little dollhouse game!”
Eventually Kyle drank his last drop of elixir and spun around, becoming an adult.
“Hey, that felt good! I like it!”
It was only a matter of time before he was proposing to Maura. Thank goodness they had compatible personalities.
“I bet you weren’t expecting THIS!”
I was tempted to have them get married on the spot, but decided to wait until morning and have them use the family chapel. I didn’t want Maura to get pregnant until Tebbany had passed on (so I could get another platinum gravestone), so I had to wait anyway.
“I promise to love you forever…or at least until you pop out a few heirs for me…”
And of course they did the traditional woohoodehoo mating ritual after the ceremony…
“Kyle! I didn’t know you could be so suave!”
I have to admit I danced around in my chair a little when I heard the lullaby sound. 10th generation was on its way!
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