Mom and Geri showed up at the ice lounge to wish me luck before the show. I begged them not to come to the actual venue, because I felt like it'd make me nervous. They stayed behind to dance.
I set the stage with stones in my tummy and got ready to go, giving the audience a nice welcome bow. In my nervousness, I forgot to save the stage set-up for later.
Once I got started, though, everything was okay. Firstly, it takes a lot of concentration to master your body the way an acrobat has to.
And secondly, when you literally play with fire, you can't be worried with distractions (though the crowd seemed to love it!)
The show was a roaring success. The next morning, I'd even get a phone call asking if I wanted a regular slot every Thursday, performing my act! I couldn't have been happier, and Gendry was so proud of me.
It's no surprise to anyone that Geri is expecting a nooboo. She is glowing with happiness and anticipation.
It's bittersweet, but now that she's expecting, Tommen has found them a house. He wants to start his new family with lots of space and privacy, which is fair enough.
I'm going to miss them a lot. I hugged Geri tight the day of their move and assured her that we'd be best friends forever. Mom shelled out a (very) generous 90k for their new property, and told them to keep everything in their inventories, plus a few items from Aunt Cersei's trunk.
I said goodbye to nooboo Charlie too. That's what they're going to name him.
I haven't been to visit yet, but Geri texted me a photo of the new place. It's really swanky and futuristic looking. And of course Mom had vetted the property before they signed anything.
Notice the snow! Winter fell on us very suddenly, but it's beautiful, isn't it? Gendry and I have been practicing our snowman making skills.
"Don't worry," he's saying. "It will at least look better than a Tommen Targaryen jack-o-lantern."
Too right. Tommen we spotted at the winter festival building a pretty decent looking igloo, though.
Mom used the festival to finally finish her lifetime wish of being super popular. She trudged around in knee-deep snow and made something like seven friends in one day.
When we got home that night, someone had trashed our little snowman. I was unamused.
My suspicions are with this random blonde woman who likes to peep in our windows and shout at us. She is not a paparazzi, so we don't really know what she wants, but we're not engaging her.
Should've built a gate around the house back when it was in its design stages, but the Watcher of Lady Nym's days had no sense for these things and is only just now getting around to giving us the inspiration for decent looking rooms, much less construction that doesn't resemble a lunchbox.
It is our lunchbox, though, and it still looks enchanting in the snow.
Mom bought out Verde Park and upgraded it nicely.
When we can't find her, it usually means she's there. Either being a normal, sweet old lady...
... or, you know, shredding sick air with the local teen boys.
That's my mother. She's sort of my hero.
After Geri and Tommen moved out, I decided the time was ripe to gut out the original "hut" area of the house and make it less dark and oppressive. I did my best here.
I might add some rugs or something later on, but for now I quite like the clean, utilitarian feel of it. Mom approves and once it was done, we spent some quality time reading together on the new couch under the watchful eye of a long-ago Aunt Cersei.
Rhaella was up to something. We weren't sure if this was an effort to keep her genie friend warm or if she was attempting genie-cide. (ha. puns.)
Turns out she was attempting to free Danica from the bonds of servitude. Danica seemed suspicious that it would work, but loved Rhaella for trying anyway.
Well, my great-great-etc. aunt is nothing if not tenacious. She headed into the cemetery in the dead of night with the lamp and descended into the catacombs.
She won't say what she was doing down there, but when she got out, the skies rumbled and Danica was freed.
She has moved in with us, for now, and taken a job as a teacher at Truelong. She's also finally allowed to cut her hair and pick out her own clothes. She is cute as a button.
She's also trying out online dating to get to know the local men. I don't think it has been a particularly positive experience so far, even though her profile is entirely accurate!
But the changes weren't done. No, I don't mean Rhaella's new addiction to the Simlife goggles. She does enjoy her dragon slaying though.
I mean THIS! Nooboo incoming.
