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Re: Islands of Sunset Valley Chapter 10: Promises
« Reply #50 on: February 25, 2013, 03:45:42 AM »
Fabulous wedding and fabulous update.  Is Faith's dress store or CC?

I really liked the vows you write.  Can I use some of the words from your vows from Duty Calls and this chapter for my own wedding?

How did you get Faith and Brandon to dance like that?  I only ever get the feet shuffle and stepping on toes interaction.

Another sequel - Yes!!!  Promise you're not going to kill off Faith!

Dress - Store - it's called Flowing Frock and part of the Romanza Ceremony & Attire set but I think you can buy it separately.

Vows - Your IRL wedding or a forum story?  Yes to IRL but you're better off with words that are appropriate to you and your fiancee. I wrote vows that seem appropriate to Brandon and Agnes / Brandon and Faith.  Yes with rework to a forum story.  Remember it is plagiarism to quote from one source but research to quote from many.  ;)

Dance - I have no idea.  They just did that.  But Brandon did win King o' the Dance at the Love Day festival when he was married to Agnes.

Sequel - I don't plan on killing anyone.  EA story progression does more than it's fair share.

That was a truly beautiful scene, congratulations to Brandon and Faith. :)

Thanks Anna. 

The wedding was beautiful! Faith look so lovely. I can't wait for the nooboo! :)

Thanks Louise.  I haven't got as far as the nooboo yet.  This family is exhausting to play.

Wow, persistent, isn't she? :P

Such a beautiful wedding. I do hope that they will be happy together, the two of them and their growing brood of children.

And that Anne Murray song...I so wanted that played at my own wedding but my husband can't stand it. :P

Persistent - Yes!  Faith just keep rolling the wishes.  At one point I had her wishes to "Go on a date with Brandon", "Kiss Brandon", "Woohoo with Brandon" and "Have a Baby with Brandon".  She really has a one track mind.  Brandon on the other hand wanted to "Garden", "Fish before 6AM", "Play guitar" and "Play guitar in the Park".  So not interested in his not-so-blushing-bride.

I think that Anne Murray has been on the playlist of most weddings I've been to.  I couldn't have it at my wedding.  I've been married too long.  My husband and I still dance to it to this day.  He has a lovely baritone and always sings me the words.  That's who gave me that idea.
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Re: Islands of Sunset Valley Chapter 10: Promises
« Reply #51 on: February 25, 2013, 04:45:20 PM »
Awwwwww. So cute! But, er, Faith knows what she wants doesn't she!
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Re: Islands of Sunset Valley Chapter 10: Promises
« Reply #52 on: February 25, 2013, 06:54:56 PM »
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Vows - Your IRL wedding or a forum story?  Yes to IRL but you're better off with words that are appropriate to you and your fiancee. I wrote vows that seem appropriate to Brandon and Agnes / Brandon and Faith.  Yes with rework to a forum story.  Remember it is plagiarism to quote from one source but research to quote from many. 

Haha My IRL wedding!  May 4.  Actually your words fit Michael and sort of fit me too.  I showed him your story and he says he wants to marry Faith!  ::)

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Re: Islands of Sunset Valley Chapter 10: Promises
« Reply #53 on: February 26, 2013, 08:49:11 AM »
Haha My IRL wedding!  May 4.  Actually your words fit Michael and sort of fit me too.

Sure, I guess if it fits.  I'm flattered you like my writing that much.   ;D
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Re: Islands of Sunset Valley Chapter 11: Faith's Story
« Reply #54 on: February 27, 2013, 05:48:52 AM »
Islands of Sunset Valley – Chapter 11: Faith's Story


I woke and the bed beside me was empty.  This was disconcerting to say the least.  A quick shower and I went into the nursery.  The cots were empty.  There was no sound in the house except the clock.  Not even a radio.  I remembered this house design isolates sounds poorly as it has so many rooms opening into one another through arches rather than doorways.  So the quiet was unexpected and unsettling.



In the kitchen someone had made coffee.  I grabbed a cup and went to the garden to find Julian not Faith harvesting the new vegetables.  I asked if he wanted any help but he shook his head, “No thanks dad.  I need the work to increase my skill.” 



I was pleased to hear him call me dad so naturally.  “We’ve eaten.  Did you have some breakfast?”  I shook my head and he tossed me a watermelon with a huge grin then a wink.  I wasn’t really hungry but I ate it to please him.

I had never particularly envied Chris his sons but I thought it was going to be fun to have some.  I eyed that basketball hoop and promised myself that I’d use it soon.



At the fishing pond I saw Diana with Keith chatting happily as they fished together.  They were hitting it off really well.  I was wondering where Faith was when I heard the squeal of children’s laughter coming from the playground.  I walked over there to see Faith playing with Leon on a bumblebee ride while Hope played with a stuffed toy.



“Good morning darling,” she said as she approached me and kissed my lips.  “I hope you slept well.  Unfortunately, the sounds carry in that house so I brought the twins outside so you could sleep in.”

“Thanks Faith, that was considerate of you.”  I said feeling somewhat foolish that I had felt anxious about waking alone.  “What would you like to do today before the morning sickness hits?”  I picked up Hope and cuddled her.  Hope looks so much like my little sister Deborah except for the wings.  Obviously the female genetic material in that family was incredibly resilient.  Even my sister Rosalie looks just like mum.



“Oh, that’s no problem, I won’t get morning sickness, I have Simmunity” she said smiling.  “I thought we’d just relax and wind down before Joshua’s party.  Jamie said it was for 2:00 p.m.  Your mother thinks I should take you shopping but is there anything you’d particularly like to do today?”

“I thought we could spend some time getting to know each other better.” I said.

“Yes please!” she whispered giving me a long mind-numbing kiss.  “I’ll ask Julian to keep one eye on the twins.”  Before I could correct her misguided assumption she flittered over to Julian.  I have the uneasy feeling we’ll be talking at cross purposes often, so I made a mental note to be more circumspect about how I phrase things.



She was back in a moment.  “Have you ever tried it in a hot tub?” she asked mischievously taking my hand and leading me back into the house.

“Faith, you’re incorrigible and as you’re now pregnant, you can’t get into a hot tub.  Do you think we could just talk?” I asked

“Oh, are you still tired?” she pouted.

“No.  I’m well rested,” I replied.

“Are you hungry?” she asked.

“No.” I replied.

“Good, let’s get to know each better, then we can talk.” she assured me leading me back to the master bedroom.  There’s nothing wrong with Faith’s energy.



Before she found the energy to distract me again, I said.  “Now, my darling, let’s just talk.”  I wasn’t sure where to start as I had so many questions about a lot of things.  I didn’t want to just jump in with the twenty questions, so I asked about Keith because I was very concerned about him.

“Forgive me if I’m out of place talking about this,” I said hesitantly, “but despite my unfavourable remarks about Jamie’s crassness she really is a talented surgeon and my grandfather Arthur St Clair is a World Renown Surgeon.  I’m sure between them they can help Keith or at least know an ophthalmologist or someone else who can.”



“Thank you for your concern but it’s not necessary.” she said awkwardly.  “There’s nothing wrong with Keith and his eyesight is fine.  He has his father’s eyes but he is sensitive about being different, so he wears the dark glasses to hide his eyes and also to keep people at a distance.”

“What about his skin colour?  I’ve never seen a Sim with skin that colour.”

“He inherited his father’s skin tone?” she replied.

“Tell me about your first husband,” I asked, trying the open question approach since the direct questions weren’t getting me anywhere.



“Tepeq was an alien.  He abducted me 4 times before he worked up the nerve to tell me how much he liked me.  I told him that if he really liked me to stop the probing, as I didn’t appreciate it.  He asked me out on a date and we went to the museum.  He was fascinated.  We sort of dated off and on for a year.  Tepeq was extremely intelligent and very amusing in his quiet way.  I was lonely and asked him to move in with me.  When he confessed he was in love with me, we became lovers,” she said.



“Tepeq frequently asked me to marry him but I was commitment shy at that time in my life.  By the time we were expecting Julian, Tepeq was an elder.  He convinced me it would be better for the baby if we married.  So we did.  We were happy together.  He was a very loving father and husband.  His death was unexpected and very painful.” She said with a catch in her voice.

“So tell me about Elias,” I said.



“I had known Elias all my life.  I think he had been in love with my sister, Charity,” she began.  Whoa... back up, sister!  Another thing I didn’t know about her.  But Faith continued before I had the chance to say anything, “I met Elias again at a friend’s wedding after Tepeq died, Elias was very kind.  A lot of the people in Moonlight Falls were cruel about Julian and Keith’s father being an alien but he defended me. 



We danced half that evening together.  He had a very gentle soul.  He often called at my house after that.  He was really good with Keith.  He worried about me leaving the boys at home alone when I worked at the restaurant and he came over to keep an eye on them.”

“Since he began spending so much time at my house, we really got to know one another.  He told me he deeply regretted that he had always been too shy and never married.  When he first asked me to marry him, I refused.  I didn’t feel that way about him.  But it was clear that he felt that way about me. 

He was a charming and uncomplicated companion.  Since I did want more children before Julian and Keith became much older, when he asked me again, I married him.  If you’re thinking I felt guilty for not loving him, you’d be wrong.  I admired and respected him.  He knew I wasn’t in love with him and he was happy just being married and he loved being a step-father.  When we had Hope and Leon he was ecstatic. 



Every day of our marriage Elias told me how much he loved me and thanked me for being his wife.  When he was murdered, I grieved for myself and especially for Keith who had lost the only father he knew.”



“People can be so cruel to innocent children.  They can say what they like about me but not about my children.  I couldn’t stay in Moonlight Falls anymore.  My father came to see me briefly.  He has been living in Lunar Lakes but trying to find out what happened to my mother’s family in Simfield.  He asked for my help as no-one was willing to tell him anything.”

“So the children and I went there briefly, I didn’t have any more success than my father did.  Keith felt a shadow over the town which made him tense and agitated.  I received an anonymous phone call that I might find what I was looking for in Twinbrook.  The Bakers there were not our family.  They told me there were more Bakers in Sunset Valley, so we came here.  The Baker family who lived here were also not the Bakers I was looking for.  Since we drew another blank and Keith liked it here in the Valley we decided to stay.  The rest you know.”



“Okay I’m picking up a theme here.” I said cautiously.  “I’m not only curious why you marry elderly men you don’t love just to have children when you could adopt or get medical intervention to have babies.  I’m also curious why you didn’t want to wait to fall in love and marry like everyone else, then have children.”

Faith didn’t look at me as she replied, “I never wanted to fall in love.  I saw what it did to people.  My father was a prime example.  He loved my human mother.  When she died of old age, he was only just an adult.



He deeply grieved her passing but has never really moved on.  He’s had a few relationships over the years but has not remarried.  Initially I thought that it was romantic, that he loved my mother so much.  I can still easily picture mum and dad cuddling at the Fae Ray Arboretum in Moonlight Falls.” 



“But when my older sister Charity fell in love and married a wizard I saw another side of love” she began. 



“Charity adored her philandering husband and forgave him affair after affair.  Charity’s lifetime wish had been to be surrounded by family but her husband, Myles, disliked children and would not give Charity the babies she wanted nor allow her to adopt.  When he eventually left, I asked Charity to return home and live with dad and me.  I told her that she could adopt and dad and I would help her look after her baby.”

Faith sobbed into my shoulder.  “Charity said she didn’t want to live like dad through a long lifetime without the partner she loved by her side.  That last night, when I left her house, I really thought she was considering my solution.  Sometime in that terrible night, she swallowed an elixir to Forsake the Fae and become a normal Sim.  Then she tried to repair a broken dishwasher.”  Faith’s voice faltered. 

After a minute or two she continued in a tight small voice barely above a whisper, “I think Charity knew there was a good chance she could die repairing that dishwasher as a human with no handiness skill.  I believe she did it deliberately.” Faith sobbed anew.  I held Faith while she cried for her sister.



“My father refused to believe Charity could have done that but I think that dishwasher broke and instead of doing a fairy repair, she saw a different solution and chose death.”

Brushing aside her tears she continued, “I swore then that I would never risk my heart and fall in love.  I also realised that I was alone in Moonlight Falls for the first time and I didn’t like it.  Charity’s wish for children soon became mine.  I wanted children of my own but there are social norms where marriage and children go hand in hand.  As I was never in love with my husbands, I thought I had the perfect answer to everything.  My husbands were happy and I had the children I wanted.  They were good men and I loved each of them in my own way and I genuinely grieved their passing.”

“I had wanted a sister for Hope.  Julian and I discussed the father issue.  He was adamant he did not want to see me grieve for another husband passing and suggested I marry a Fairy or a vampire who would not die so quickly.  I didn’t want to marry any of the fairies or vampires I knew.  Besides, to marry someone you are not in love with is much easier on your conscience; if you know it may only be for a short while.”



“Older men realise what they’ve missed in their lives, they generally know what they want and they value people more.  The only man in Sunset Valley who met my criteria was Gobias Koffi and I just didn’t fancy him at all.  He was a bit too flirty and something of a party animal.  I don’t like either trait.”

“Julian begged me not to marry another human.  At Julian’s suggestion; I registered at the hospital for artificial insemination.  Dr Jamie Steel was my Gene Therapist and she scheduled some tests.  I actually believed I was immune to falling in love until you came along with your sad smile and steel blue eyes.  I told myself it was lust at first sight.  But you soon turned my preconceived world upside down.” She said wryly.



“I think I was initially attracted to your innate sadness.  When we were talking over coffee at the coffeehouse, I was becoming more and more certain that I wanted you to be the father of my baby.  You really listened to me prattle on about my children and wanting a baby.  I thought you understood me like no other man before.  When you kissed me at the theatre, I knew you were attracted to me too.  Then you seduced me in the theatre, and I was sure we would be good together.”

“Excuse me,” I said startled, “Back up a minute.  Who seduced who in the theatre?”  Faith would never hear from me that I hadn’t listened to her prattle on as intently as she imagined.

“You seduced me with your eyes.  Every time I said something to you, you were looking at my lips.  I really wanted you to kiss me again.  When I asked you to either stop looking at me like that or kiss me and put me out of my misery, you kissed me so thoroughly that I just about melted on the spot.  Then we started making out, and I knew I was way out of my depth.  When you started unzipping my dress, I didn’t want you to stop.”  As she explained her version, I could see in her eyes that she believed every word she said.

Snippets of different memories of that day surfaced.  I’m sure I remember that she had my shirt undone long before I touched her dress.  I think we were both way out of our depth that day.  I remember lucidly every kiss and touch and thinking back dispassionately and with the benefit of hindsight, it has been a mutual and equal meltdown - two people desperately in love and deeply in denial.

I regret that it happened on a public lot which ruined both our reputations but had she invited me back to Quantum, it wouldn’t have happened at all.  Maybe fate just lined us up.  In a public place, I was less on my guard and more open to stimuli.  I don’t think Faith is too constrained by anything as simple as location or social mores.



“Tell me why you wanted a baby so soon after Elias death.” I asked neutrally, hoping she hadn’t already covered this subject on the day we met when she thought I listened so attentively to her.

“So I could fill up the house with children.  If I had a full house, I couldn’t marry again even if I wanted to.  But when I met you I changed my mind.  I told Julian I’d met someone special and I was going to cancel the fertility clinic appointment.  I rang Jamie and told her I may not need medical intervention to have a baby.  I asked Jamie if she knew you but she said she couldn’t tell me anything, as you were her patient too.  She did say that she would still run the tests through the lab and keep my appointment on the books, which lead me to believe that you were unavailable.”

“As you know, I hadn’t heard the rumours that were circulating.  Nick Alto and Gobias Koffi came calling that evening, so I asked them about you.  Both said you were a recluse in love with your late wife.  Gobias told me that you had cut yourself off from everybody but your family.  He portrayed you as a rather tragic if pathetic figure.”

“On the other hand, Nick left me with the impression that he thought you were weak and an idiot.  I realised that neither wanted to paint you in a positive light.  But that only served to increase my interest because I saw none of that in you.  I thought you were sociable, intelligent and funny and a very passionate lover.”

“Since I knew from the theatre that you weren’t totally immune to me, I hoped I still had a chance to have my baby.  But you were so touchy yesterday morning when you came here, I wasn’t so sure anymore.  When I asked you bluntly to be my baby’s father, I saw that flash of heat in your eyes.  The more we talked about it, the more I could see how tightly you tried to control your emotions; I knew that you were not totally against the idea.  It was only when you were so abrupt when you finally refused my request that I really saw how much you did care.  I realised that I pushed you too hard too soon.  I thought I could just bide my time and you’d come round.”



“When I saw you asleep in the sun and realised the consequences of that, I became really frightened.  I tried to tell myself it was because if you’d died that I’d lose my primary choice for my baby’s father but I knew I was fooling myself.  I knew for certain then that I loved you as surely as the sun rises.  I didn’t want to face how I felt about you.  That was a door I didn’t want to open if I didn’t have to, but I wanted my baby before you did something else stupid and die on me.”

“So why did it take five proposals to get you to marry me?” I asked puzzled.

“I did promise Julian that I wouldn’t marry again in haste, but the truth was - I was scared!  I was in love with a human.  I never wanted to be in love with anyone let alone a human who would die of old age before I even reached adulthood.”



Faith looked at me, with tears swimming in her beautiful eyes and lips swollen more from her biting them than my kisses, “I do love you just the way you are but you’re already an adult.  So I’m asking you from my heart, will you take this.” She handed me a gift box, “It’s a Bottled Blessing of the Fae.  Become a fairy and live with me and love me all the days of my life because there are not enough days left of yours to give me the time I need to have with you.

“Faith we will have all the time in the world.  Let’s just see how this life pans out.  If deathflowers, Ambrosia, Young Again potions and Elixirs aren’t enough we can take this step.” I said hesitantly.

“It’s fun to be a fairy,” she said.  “You’ll like it”.

“Let’s just put this decision on hold for a while and let me get used to the only three fairies I know.  I love you as you are and I would never ask you to forsake the Fae.” 

“Well good, I don’t ever want to but I also don’t plan on leaving you with enough energy left to stray,” she said

“Faith, listen to me.” I said.  “I love you.  I am not your ex-brother in law.  I’m not flirty or charismatic.  Trust me, I will never do anything intentionally that’ll break your heart because it would break mine too.  Believe in me and our love and we’ll work through your fears.  I promise you I won’t ever cheat on you.  If you ask my brother, he’ll tell you than I’m pretty much a one woman kind of guy.”

“Oh Brandon, I guess I am being paranoid,” she said.  “Please be patient with me, I’ve never been in love before and it wonderful but it’s painful too.  I never expected that.  I think of losing you and I just can’t bear it.”

“Faith that works both ways,” I said holding her.  “We have a great basic foundation.  We’ll build on that day after day as we learn each other’s peculiarities, our likes and dislikes and what makes each other tick.  As long as we talk about the things that bother us, we’ll make it.”

“Well it bothers me that you have so many clothes on,” she whispered in my ear.



“I can rectify that,” I assured her and I did.

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Re: Islands of Sunset Valley Chapter 11: Faith's Story
« Reply #55 on: February 27, 2013, 05:15:44 PM »
All of the sudden it all becomes more clear. I have a lot more respect for Faith, and for their relationship. They are two broken and hurting people who found love again in each others' arms. Hopefully they can both work through their anxieties.

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Re: Islands of Sunset Valley Chapter 11: Faith's Story
« Reply #56 on: February 27, 2013, 05:48:46 PM »
So, that's what happened! I hope they can come to a good fix for their predicament. I think Brand on should become a fairy, but I love fairies!

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« Reply #57 on: February 27, 2013, 11:42:20 PM »
Poor Faith.  Such a sad backstory.  Here's hoping baby Rebekah will be a fairy.

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« Reply #58 on: February 28, 2013, 10:09:45 AM »
Poor Faith, I can understand that she is afraid something will happen to Brandon. Great update!

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Oh no! I ran out of story! Quick Magz, write more! ;)
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Islands of Sunset Valley – Chapter 12: Keith’s Log


Our new father is very busy as our mother demands his attention constantly.  Our mother, who until today had been very laissez faire in her style of parenting has now become very ‘hands on’.  I sense a change in her, not quite a fear, but a certainly a dark shadow of apprehension that was not present before.  She is deeply troubled about something.  As I was too young to recall how she was when she married my step-father Elias, perhaps it is simply a newlywed thing.  I must talk about this with Julian when he has a spare moment.

Brandon came to see me to give me two of his deathflowers.  I thanked him and we talked over a chess game.  He is no Bobby Fischer but he is a worthy opponent and I look forward to many more games.



I think he is a man I would like to get to know.  He said he wrote the book on childhood rejection trauma and to come to see him any time I felt marginalised and that if I did not feel comfortable talking to him, he knows someone who specialises in helping people deal with those types of issues.

He asked me to call him dad or Brandon.  Julian calls him dad, so I will do the same.  Dad asked if I wanted to change my name.  He is very considerate to ask me so I chose to keep the Kalamia part of my name and hyphenate it with Baker.  Julian chose to keep Kalamia solely, while Diana chose to keep Crumplebottom and also hyphenate it with Baker. 



Mum and dad then went to City Hall to change our names.  After that, mum took dad shopping for clothes.  This is not a pastime I am interested in.  My mother chose a Gheez tartan called Loika Loch Braw patterned shirt for dad and blue jeans.  She chose a matching outfit for herself.  Not trusting EA’s random maternity outfit selection, mum wears her new outfit now to avoid looking ridiculous later. 

All this bother about appearances must be a female thing.  Julian and I have chosen not to change our clothes.  Julian said we are the sons of an alien and have more right than most to be the ‘men in black’.  Although Julian did smile on seeing the shirt mum chose for dad.  When they left the room Julian began singing “I’m a lumberjack and I’m okay, I sleep all night and I work all day” but I did not understand the reference.1

Cousin Christopher phoned our mother to say that since there were now so many St Clairs in town and as it was also the first day of Fall; Joshua had changed his party venue to the park.  They all left for Joshua’s party and since it was at the park, I was allowed to stay home to care for Hope and Leon. 

Mum met her cousin Audrey’s two toddlers.  She said she loved her mother’s and uncle’s namesakes and wished that she had taken Hope and Leon to the party.  Mum also met dad’s first wife’s family there.  Apparently the Goths are big news in Sunset Valley and news of our parent’s wedding last evening and the birth of Cornelia Goth’s son, Mason, were announced in the newspaper, so there was a lot of paparazzi there snapping pictures.  Cornelia Goth had been working out and was already down to her pre-pregnancy weight.



Mum also met Diana’s other cousins Lexi and Mortimer Goth.  I am acquainted with both as they attend our school but I do not know them well.



Julian said he was glad for my sake that I was not there.  He felt his privacy was constantly being invaded and it would have been a painful evening for me.  Diana hugged her cousin Joshua when he aged up into a teen.  Julian said that immediately after Joshua blew out the candles and aged up, they all received a text message from the school board that the High School Prom was going to be held on Monday night. 



Cousin Rosalie straight away asked Julian to be her date for the Prom.  Julian said he had not planned on going but reluctantly agreed.  I asked Julian later why he relented and agreed to go to the Prom with Rosalie.  He said she was so like mum with her green eyes, he did not know how to say no without being mean.



Diana told me later that Joshua was very disappointed that the Prom was Monday night as she would be unable to attend.  Diana’s birthday is on Thursday like mine.  On the subject of birthdays, mum must have forgotten in all her excitement that tomorrow was Hope and Leon’s birthday but inexplicably, they both aged up early. 



One minute they were happily playing with the blocks and the next amid aging sparkles.  I gave them both the Bookworm trait as it would help them with skills later in life.  Hope aged up first and immediately went to the dresser to change her clothes.  While she was changing Leon aged up.  He just plunked himself back down and continued to play with the blocks to get a head start on his Handiness skill.  After changing her clothes, Hope went off to the kitchen to try out the toy oven to begin learning the Cooking skill.



Imagine mum and dad’s surprise on arriving home to find their toddlers now children.  Mum was upset that she missed their birthday.  Leon was not worried as he did not want a big fuss.  Hope was glad that only one Sim saw her atrocious outfit and hairstyle.  Mum went off to play the piano and Hope finished raising her childhood cooking skill by making a perfect chocolate brownie. 



Dad invited me to watch TV with him and we watched Fishing Fracas.  I noticed that he did not need the fishing skill the TV provided.  All too soon the piano playing stopped mid tune and my mother came to announce that officially she was pregnant.  I left her and dad to coo over the coming event and went to bed.



On Monday, the school bus arrived and Diana, who had not been on the buses except for excursions, seemed not to be impressed that the school board provides such an aging fleet of rattletraps that have awesome turning circles for the length of their chassis but dreadful drivers.  I told her to only worry when Otto was driving.



Julian, of course, drove mum’s sports car, not the bus.  Hope and Leon were not required to go to school today so they spent the day taking classes on the Logic, Writing, Painting and Fishing skills.

School was not without problems.  Diana insisted I now sit with her as cousin Joshua was going to High School as was her friend Carina Ursine.  I prefer my own company but Diana has a bunch of girlfriends that she thought I needed to become acquainted with.  Julian thankfully rescued me from the pack of giggling girls and we went to the school library to read.

While we were at school, dad wanted to play his guitar in the park so mum accompanied him with her bass.  During a break in playing, they took a greeting card snapshot.  Mum swears the baby tried to kick her right kidney to shreds.  Of course, dad had to feel his baby kick and listen to her heartbeat.





Grandpa St Clair was also at the park with toddlers Deborah and Roland while dad was requested to attend a Musical Assembly at the School.  Mum enjoyed playing with Deborah but her back soon began to hurt, so she went to the Spa for a massage. 



When dad finished his gig, they both came home.  Julian went to the Prom with Rosalie and he won the Prom King crown.  He said he did not even nominate but Bella Bachelor had campaigned feverishly for Prom Queen and because she knew that everyone would probably vote for her, she campaigned just as hard for Julian to be Prom King.  Julian said things got really intense as Rosalie became possessive.  He said he was just trying to calm her down and somehow ended up the evening as her steady boyfriend.  He does not understand how that happened.  I am definitely not going to the Prom when I become a teen!

On Tuesday at school Julian said he tried to break up with Rosalie but he could not.  She is our cousin and it would be awkward for family events.  He told me he will just play it platonically and hoped she will just give up on him.  I sense that Julian is unwilling to hurt Rosalie’s feelings.  I fear that if he is waiting for her to break up with him, he has a long wait ahead of him.

Mum’s growing tummy causes her to have a lot of backaches.  Her answer to her restlessness is to dance so she and dad danced on the dance floor on the back patio.



I am not certain that dancing will cure her backaches but she enjoyed it immensely.  I could sense her happy vibes loud and clear.



Then they both went to the bedroom to have a nap.  In the evening, dad and mum went to a fund raiser for Gunther Goth.  After they returned home mum was restless.  As it was raining, they went down to the music room in the basement where there is a small dance floor.



Mum said dancing makes for an easy labour but as a male alien child, I have no way of knowing if that is true.  Actually there is a way but I sincerely hope it does not happen to me.  But soon enough the inevitable happened.



Mum chose a home birth and baby Rebekah was born a fairy with green sparkles which will grow into wings the same colour as mum and Julian.  Mum is very happy to have her baby girl and a fairy.  Dad is euphoric that Rebekah is all right with all the usual number of fingers and toes.



Presenting Rebekah Fae Baker, mother and child are resting comfortably at home.



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Re: Islands of Sunset Valley Chapter 12: Keith's Log
« Reply #61 on: March 04, 2013, 05:19:49 PM »
How sweet is Brandon and Faith dancing.  I'm glad Rebekah is a fairy!  I love fairies too Swirl-Girl.

Is Cornelia a vampire because she should have aged up?  When you look back at an earlier screenshot of Gunther Goth does he have white wings?  Is he a fairy too.

Lumberjack song reference - so that's where it's from.  My father says the first line sometimes when Michael wears plaid.  I didn't know it was from a song.

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« Reply #62 on: March 04, 2013, 05:21:30 PM »
Welcome nooboo Rebekah! I enjoyed reading from Keith's perspective.
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« Reply #63 on: March 04, 2013, 06:28:33 PM »
Is Cornelia a vampire because she should have aged up?  When you look back at an earlier screenshot of Gunther Goth does he have white wings?  Is he a fairy too.

I think I glitched Cornelia's age when I played her for the wedding scene with Agnes back in Duty Calls and had her and Gunther make Lexi.  Good call on Gunther.  Great eyesight.  EA makes random townies fairies and witches and Gunther appeared one day with magnificant black swirly wings.  I tried to make him human in CAS but could only get the wings to turn white instead.  I tried to position the screenshot to make the wings fade into the background.  Obviously didn't quite make it.  :-[

Welcome nooboo Rebekah! I enjoyed reading from Keith's perspective.

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Re: Islands of Sunset Valley Chapter 12: Keith's Log
« Reply #64 on: March 04, 2013, 06:30:04 PM »
Keith has an interesting voice and perspective on things. Welcome to little Rebekah! :D

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« Reply #65 on: March 04, 2013, 07:10:56 PM »
Edit in CAS doesn't seem to like changing life states. Not from fairy, anyway. I tried the same thing with another Sim and it completely ignored me.
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« Reply #66 on: March 04, 2013, 10:47:03 PM »
Edit in CAS doesn't seem to like changing life states. Not from fairy, anyway. I tried the same thing with another Sim and it completely ignored me.

Oh good I thought it was just me that that happend to. 

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« Reply #67 on: March 05, 2013, 10:09:27 AM »
It was fun to read from Keith's perceptive. He us so serious. Congrats on the nooboo. :)

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Re: Islands of Sunset Valley Chapter 12: Keith's Log
« Reply #68 on: March 06, 2013, 04:24:21 PM »
Wooooo! Yeah, great update as always. When I first got the expansion I thought I would enjoy witches more, but fairies are awesome! Sorry, offtopic. Keep moving forward Magz!

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Islands of Sunset Valley - Chapter 13: Birthdays


I eagerly read the morning’s paper to see if the announcement for Rebekah’s birth was in it, but no, the birth obviously missed the paper’s print deadline.



Julian assures me he needs to look after the garden in case it goes dormant from an early autumn frost, so I have an excellent excuse to spend all the time I want taking care of Rebekah.  She is such a darling.  Faith puts her in one of those baby swings which make raising her a breeze.



But I like to be able to hold her and I don’t mind changing dirty nappies.  Sometimes being a Sim rocks.  I enjoy feeding her although I’m not sure about those green baby bottles.  But she drinks every drop.  I really like it that Sim babies don’t need burping which means no pukes down my new shirt.  I’m not sure why Julian finds this shirt so amusing but I don’t mind it.



There is a definite chill in the air today, so my planned use of the stroller is deferred.  I use the rocking chair instead.  I have to say this rocking chair is awesome.  I love rocking away holding Rebekah.  If our watcher wasn’t so stingy, I could bathe Rebekah and use a changing table.  (Edit by watcher: the appropriate word isn’t ‘stingy’ it is “careful with money” to you laddie!)



I just love being with Rebekah.  I had let Agnes do most of the caring for Diana when she was a nooboo because Agnes wanted to and we always thought we’d have lots of children in time.  But Faith has been through all this four times and has a routine timed to the minute. 

“Brandon, would you just leave Rebekah in the swing, she’ll drift off to sleep a lot faster if you just watch her and not keep picking her up?”



“Oh sweetheart, look at her, she wants me to play with her.  See she’s reaching for my hand.  Look how tiny her hand is in mine?  Isn’t she just beautiful?  She has my blue eyes”

“Of course she’s beautiful.  Didn’t I tell you we’d make a beautiful baby!  But most babies have blue eyes at birth.  They may change green later on.  I think all the females in my family have green eyes.

“No, not quite, my sister Lucy – your cousin - has my father’s blue eyes.”

“Nice diversion but don’t get off the topic.  You’re spoiling Rebekah.  Leave her in the swing and she’ll sleep and play happily until her birthday.

“I can’t wait for her to grow up so I can teach her all the skills.” 

“Good, you can take care of the potty training.  That is an experience you shouldn’t miss.  It’s breathtaking.”

“I don’t mind” I said.

“Yeah right, wait and see.”  Faith said dryly.  “Okay here’s the deal, since you won’t leave her alone, how about we have Rebekah’s birthday early.  You talk the watcher into getting a birthday cake and we’ll take it from there.”

“Oh Faith, thank you for being so understanding!” I said hugging her.



Just then Diana and Keith came running into the nursery.  “Daddy, a birthday cake just appeared on the dining table while we were doing our homework.  Is it for me or Keith?”

“Neither kitten, it’s for Rebekah.” I replied.

“Oh that’s so not fair, her birthday’s supposed to be after ours!” Diana pouted.

“Life is rarely fair Diana,” Faith said gently, “But sometimes there’s a poetic justice to it.  Your father is in a big hurry to experience the unique joy of potty training.”

“Gross!” Diana and Keith said in unison.

The family gathered around the cake on the dining table but to my disappointment, it was Faith who brought Rebekah to the cake.



Rebekah aged up to have my hair and eye colouring.  My blue eyes persevered over those dominant Baker genes.  Wait a minute, I’m a Baker too.  But Chris and I take after our father not our mother.  We had birthday cake for an early dinner.  Not the most nutritious dinner but certainly filling. 

To my delight, Faith dressed Rebekah in the Ombradellarosa Snow White dress that Hope had worn.  “No point in wasting a perfectly pretty dress.”  She said smiling as she snuggled Rebekah before handing her to me.  “The potty is beside the crib and there’s a bin in the bathroom next door, knock yourself out,” she said with a wry grin.

But before I tackled that particular task, I just wanted to sit in the rocking chair and hold Rebekah’s soft sweet smelling body in my arms.  I can forgive our watcher for not letting us have the Changing and Bathing Station if I could just have more moments just like this.  If I was a cat, I’d be purring.



I could sit here forever but Faith is not going to be satisfied unless I get the potty training over with.  I don’t know why everyone thinks this is awful... Oh my God what is that smell?  How can someone so cute and pretty produce such an appalling aroma?  It’s whatever was in those strange green bottles, I’m certain of that.



I read on that forum site, that you can keep putting a toddler on the potty even though they don’t need to go, to learn the skill.  But I have to empty the potty after two attempts.  So I persist even though emptying the potty now ranks highest on my least desirable activities.  Four attempts it takes Rebekah to learn to potty.  Is that normal?  Well okay that took longer than I expected so I feed her on the floor while I take the trash out.  No way am I going to let that odour permeate the house.

Faith comes to investigate my progress and I proudly tell her we’ve got the potty training done. 

“Sweet!  Now how about you shower?” she said stepping back from me.

“Would you like to join me?” I whispered.

“Hmm, tempting, but no,” she said wrinkling her nose, “not tonight.  I’ll put Rebekah to bed and wait for you in our bedroom.”

So I’m guessing from that little conversation that some of Rebekah’s eye watering fragrance clings to me.  I showered carefully and joined Faith in the bedroom.

“Is that better?” I asked mockingly.

“Much better!” she said kissing me thoroughly. “Come to bed and show me just how much better you can be?”

“I’ve got a big day tomorrow.  I’ve got to teach Rebekah to walk and talk and take her to the library to read her the toddler books.  Maybe I should save my energy?” I teased.

“You don’t have to do it all in one day you know, you have plenty of time before she ages up to a child.” Faith replied.

“I know that.  I’m looking forward to taking her for strolls in the park, playing with her in that playground and just watching her experience new things.  If there’s one thing I’ve learned it is that babyhood is too short to waste a day of it.

“Well I hate to be the bearer of bad tidings but the weather report has rain for the next three days.  I think it’s going to be indoor activities for her like the peg box or the xylophone.  Now shut up and kiss me,” Faith whispered.

Sometimes it’s in my best interests to just do what I’m told.  We awoke to find the weather is foggy and an overnight frost has chilled the plants.  The kids grumble about school and the boiler which keeps breaking down.  Then they say they can’t wait for snow to close the school for a couple of days.  I grew up in Simfield, we didn’t have seasons there, just summer all year round.  So not one day of school is lost due to weather, there was not one fallen leaf to rake or plants to go dormant.  But somehow I don’t miss my old home town, even its perfect weather.  All the people I love are now here in Sunset Valley.

So first thing after breakfast, I begin teaching Rebekah to walk.  After all, she may need to walk some distance to get to that potty.



She learns to walk easily enough and I give her lots of cuddles for encouragement.  Positive reinforcement works beautifully and we achieve that skill relatively soon.  After a quick feed and trip to the potty, which I now realise I have to empty… ewww!  Then we head off to the library where I read a skill book about the Riding skill while Rebekah ploughs through the toddler book at an amazing rate of knots.  Faith assures me Rebekah will remember every word she reads but it wasn’t as much fun as I had when I read Diana those books.  But since I’m in the Library, it’s too good an opportunity to miss.  If Diana still wants a horse I will need to know stuff about them.



The rain has really set in and the sky is so dark.  I take Rebekah home before the predicted thunderstorm comes.  We make it home as the weather holds off.  We play with the peg board waiting to see if there is a break in the rain for Hope and Leon’s ballet recital.  I was amazed that the twins only needed one class in ballet to learn the skill but they are both geniuses.  Rebekah is Artistic and a Virtuoso.  Needless to say Faith chose the traits.  I think Keith is right, Rebekah’s next trait should be a bookworm to increase her skills and then if she wants, she can take the genius trait when she ages up to teen.



The weather breaks and we all rush out to get to the recital before it finishes and the weather closes in again.  I know that Faith loves to dance but I would have thought that Leon would have preferred to taken scouts not ballet.  Well I can always teach him to fish and garden if that interests him.  When we get home, the children go off to do their own thing after dinner.  Soon it will be Diana and Keith’s birthday. 

I have had a very special birthday gift that I’d planned to give Diana for years.  When I told Faith what I wanted to do, she said she will match it with Keith so he didn’t feel left out.  I was teaching Rebekah to talk when we heard shrieks from the basement as the fire alarm went off.  We all rushed down there but Julian had the self-control to grab a fire extinguisher and put out the fire.  We got down there in time to see a sheepish Keith who had been trying to learn the inventing skill.



Faith scolded Keith for scaring her but he rightly pointed out where else was he to learn the skill.  The workbench had been placed there in the basement and had been left disused after Keith’s father died.  I think the boy was trying too hard to fill his father’s shoes.

I told him that when the weather clears, we can rearrange the side yard to build a pavilion like Chris and Gunther built for me.  I’ll install a safety shower there for him and we won’t have the risk of fire in the house.

The next day, I finished teaching Rebekah to talk and she said she wanted to play with the peg board and xylophone by herself.  Hmm... perhaps I should have left the talking skill to the last.  She shoos me out of the nursery.  I pop my head into the nursery every so often just to see if she wants anything.  Apart from feeding and emptying the potty my daughter is content to be left on her own. 

Since I’m at a loose end, I put together a plan to change around the side yard.  If we’re going to all the trouble to build a pavilion to study invention, we may as well build a glasshouse for the garden.  That way the plants would not be subjected to the frost and dormancy over winter.  I show my plans to Faith who approves and when the weather lifts, we’ll get contractors in.

That evening, it was not without a tinge of regret that I read Diana to sleep for the last time.  I can’t believe my little girl will be a teenager this time tomorrow.  Keith particularly asked us not to have a party for him so Diana has declined having a big event too. 

So it’s just the family gathered around the cakes in the dining room to see Diana make her wish and blow out her candles.



She aged up and immediately raced out of the room.  She came back a few minutes later with a different outfit and hairstyle.  I noticed that she chose the same hairstyle as her mother which accentuated their likeness.



Keith blew out his candles next and aged up into a striking young teen.  He too left the room and came back in his familiar black tux and wearing aviator sunglasses not unlike my own.  Although I only wear sunglasses when I’m in my swimwear, my eyes aren’t unusual.  I am actually yet to see Keith’s eyes, so I can’t really say whether or not they are as unnerving as he believes.  He must have been teased horribly as a child in Moonlight Falls.



As Keith has been careful to avoid anyone seeing him in his pyjamas I don’t even know if he wears the sunglasses to bed.  Just then, Rebekah decided to let everyone know that she’d been neglected in the recent festivities and Faith gave me the look that says ‘it’s all my fault’ that Rebekah wants to be the centre of attention.  Before I can utter a defence, Julian picks Rebekah up and takes her back to the nursery.



“Daddy, can we talk?” Diana asks.

“Sure kitten,” I replied.

“Privately?” she says.  Uh oh what have I done now I wonder to myself?  I follow Diana into the formal lounge.  “Now daddy, I want you to explain to me why I can’t marry Joshua when I grow up.  I think I’m old enough to be told the truth,” she said as an opening gambit.



I try as best as I can to simplify Dr Landgraab’s lecture on consanguinity and the law surrounding the degrees of separation required for cousins to marry.  I explain the complication of Chris and I being identical twins which changes the degree of separation between the cousins from 4 back to 2.  I explain why the state forbids marriage between people with less than 4 degrees of separation.  I can see that Diana understands my explanation by her unhappy face. 

“So Jared Frio was right.  Joshua and I can’t ever marry,” she said with a catch in her voice and tears glistening in her eyes.



“No kitten.  I’m sorry but you can’t.  But you can still be BFF’s.  You two have grown up as close as Chris and I did.  Think of Joshua as your biological half-brother, it may make it easier to cope with.” I suggest.

“So just to see that I understand, I could marry Morty because although he is my cousin too, Aunt Cornelia and mum were not identical twins?” Diana asked.

“Yes that’s right.  You are first cousins and the degree of separation is 4.” I replied.

“So what about Julian?” she asked.

Well that came out of left field.  I did a quick calculation in my head.  “You and Julian are second cousins once removed.  The degree of separation is probably around about 6 or 7.  So yes you could marry Julian.” I answered.

“But Julian is my brother,” Diana said puzzled.

“To all intents and purposes, yes.  But technically, no, he is your step-brother.  The degree of consanguinity is worked out on the blood or biological relationship, not a marital one.  There is no state law that would prohibit you marrying Julian, or Keith for that matter, because the law is only interested in the closest blood relationship, which is that of cousins.” 

“Does Joshua understand all this?” Diana asked.

“I believe Chris talked with him about this after his birthday on Sunday.” I replied.

“Well that’s not the best birthday present I’ve had so far.” She said wiping away her tears.

“I have a better one, that I hope you’ll like,” I said as I gave her a box.



Diana shook it and opened it to reveal car keys and a change of registration form for Agnes’s Bwan Speedster YL.

“You’re giving me mum’s car?” she asked.

“Yes, I think she would like you to have it.” I replied.

“Thank you daddy, can you teach me how to drive?” she asked as she hugged me.



“Sure, right now?” I asked.

“Yes, right now!” She replied, “Just the two of us together again like old times.”

“Okay, I’ll just tell Faith and meet you in the parking lot.” I smiled.  Diana was still a little girl inside wanting her daddy’s attention.  I make a mental note to myself to make sure I make time to include Diana and my step-children in my family time with Rebekah.

I had been monopolising Rebekah’s time but I needed to remember how to be part of a large family and spread my attention around.  But I can’t stop myself from checking on Rebekah one last time before I go outside to teach Diana to drive.



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Re: Islands of Sunset Valley Chapter 13: Birthdays
« Reply #71 on: March 08, 2013, 10:43:32 PM »
Awwwwww so cute.  Great update.  I like the way Brandon handles fatherhood.  ;D

It never ceases to amaze me that you know so much about different stuff, Magz.  I googled that thing about cousins and degrees of separation.  I never knew those laws existed.  I think I've learned something new with each of your stories, like psychology, latin and now this.   :P  I can't wait for more!

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Re: Islands of Sunset Valley Chapter 13: Birthdays
« Reply #72 on: March 08, 2013, 11:01:07 PM »
Diana is such a beautiful girl. She reminds me so much of Agnes. I do hope that she can sort through her emotions regarding her cousin and find a new romance.

All of the children are lovely, and Brandon is such a good dad. Admittedly I feel sort of bad for Keith. He must have had a rough childhood in Moonlight Falls. Maybe eventually he will open up...?

An excellent update, as usual. :)


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« Reply #73 on: March 09, 2013, 11:26:56 AM »
Rebekah looks really cute. I like the idea of the dress I made being passed down from one sister to another. I never thought of it that way before.

Poor Diana! So sad that she can't marry Joshua :( She really does look very like Agnes. Happy birthday to Rebekah, Keith, and Diana!
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« Reply #74 on: March 09, 2013, 08:45:53 PM »
Is that the simming view on it as well, like can they partake in romantic actions together?

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