Emily was getting a little bigger…
Austen: “Do you want a massage?”
Aurora: “Have I ever turned on down?”
Austen: “Massage then we spend some time downstairs while this one is taking her N. A. P?”
Emily shoveling food in her mouth.
Emily: “No sleep!”
Aurora: “Oh yeah.”
Austen: “Want to work on that plan?”
Aurora: “Definitely. It’s the best day for that Plan.”
Austen: “We should tell Emi. Get her prepared for the eventual.”
Aurora: “That’s probably for the best.”
Emily finished her lunch and Austen smiled at his daughter.
Austen: “Hey Sweetie. So what would you think about having a little brother or sister around?”
Emily: “Little kitty?”
Aurora: “A baby.”
Emily: “Baby kitty!”
Austen: “We could get a kitten… I have been wanting a cat.”
Aurora: “Focus Babe. She’s playing us.”
Austen: “I’ll see what the shelter has.”
Aurora: “Oh for fu– fudge pop’s sake…”
So things went along as normal. There was baby making when the current baby was asleep.
Aurora painted her
Bob Ross Northern wilderness landscape paintings…
And Austen wrote songs on his beat up old acoustic guitar.
Aurora was painting when she got a phone call.
Amy: “I’m coming over.”
Aurora: “Glad you’re asking.”
Amy: “Why would I ask? I just want to make sure you’re not naked.”
Amy arrived about twenty minutes later. Even though she lived down the road. Who knows what she was doing.
Amy: “I can’t understand why you decided to live in these cans… Your parents bad ass house is right across the street and if you had wanted to- I have a mansion. You could have moved in there.”
Aurora: “I like my tin cans. It’s minimalist.”
Amy: “It’s cramped!”
Aurora: “Okay. That’s fair.”
Aurora: “So Greenie, what’s been up in your world?”
Amy: “Found a sexy new boyfriend. He’s cute. Not blue, but purple which is close enough.”
Aurora: “I thought you were done matching your boyfriends to your decor.”
Amy: “My house isn’t purple. It’s still pink… Stupid Mom. When I take over: No More Pink Wallpaper!”
Amy: “What about you? Anything new?”
Aurora: “Austen and I are trying for a second kid.”
Amy: “Okay, okay. I bet Austen is excited for all the baby making…”
Aurora: “Oh Babe… That part of our lives has never been a problem. Morning, noon, and night are the normal.”
Amy: “I’d offer to babysit… but obviously you’ve figured out a way to get sexy with Emily in the house. Good for you.”
Aurora: “You wanna say hi to Emi. She’d love to see her Auntie Amy.”
Amy: “Of course.”
Amy wandered upstairs to join Emi as she played with blocks. The little girl sneezed on her blocks and Amy made a face.
Amy: “Gross! I’m not touching those now!”
Austen walked in from the restroom.
Austen: “What happened?”
Amy: “She sneezed on the blocks. I’m not touching her gross booger blocks.”
Austen: “I’ll get tissues. Watch her.”
Austen: “Has Emi been sneezing more than normal?”
Aurora: “I don’t think so. What’s wrong?”
Austen: “Probably nothing.”
Amy: “Hey kiddo. Hows the stacking going?”
Amy sat down in front of the child.
Amy: “You’re pretty good at that.”
Amy: “No thanks. You want to sing a song?”
Aurora and Austen made Amy leave after a few songs. It was just too much for their ears to handle. The excuse was not a lie though. It was Emily’s bedtime.
Aurora: “Time for Night Night, Little Bean.”
Aurora studied her daughter’s face. Something was slightly different, but she had no idea what was wrong. Maybe Emi was looking pale?
Aurora pushed that out of her mind and read the toddler a story.
Aurora: “Night Little Bean. Mommy and Daddy love you very much.”
After Emily was asleep… it was time for her parents to play…
The next morning, Austen finally made the call. The representative arrived an hour later…
Bringing with them: Beryl.
Welcome to the family, Weird Cat.
Emily: “What you?”
Emily: “Baby kitty?”
Beryl: Oh dear Lord, save me!!!
Emily: “I love you, Kitty!”
Shortly after adopting Beryl, Aurora died. She was crushed by the fucking Murphy Bed…
I’m legit serious… The Bitch died. She was trying to pull the bed down so she could woohoo Austen the minute he got home from work and she died.
Except I cheated and reloaded the game, cause fuck that. And I downloaded a mod to make the Murphy Beds not lethal. Cause it’s a god damn bed… So if you’re interested in preventing pointless Sim death:
Download the Mod from ModtheSims.Info.
See you next time. With a living Aurora.