"Good mornin', Princess."
Tiara never thought those words could sound so lovely in the morning. She stretches with a small smile on her face before peeking up toward Gussie. "Good morning, yourself. Sleep well?"
"Yes ma'am, I reckon I did." He smiles back, the edges of his eyes crinkling playfully, before he takes her hand and tucks his arm around her shoulders, pulling her in close.
She sighs as she rests her head against his forehead, still blinking the tiredness away. "How'd it go with the kids last night?"
Gussie chuckles.
"What?"
"They were fine, Tiara. Don't you be worrying about them. I can handle them."
He rests his hand on her hip as he rolls to face her and gives her a grin. "Y'know, I never thought I'd ever get to experience this in my life, not once."
"Experience what?"
"Waking up beside a girl I actually cared about." His thumb draws dizzying little circles against her skin. "Waking up beside YOU."
Tiara agrees that the two should make up for lost time.
Meanwhile, Megan hurriedly tries to finish her homework before school, as per usual.
"Got a little distracted last night?" Melissa teases.
Megan flashes her a quick glance. "How'd you know?"
Her sister grins unrepentantly, never once looking up from her book. "Because I know the look of a girl in love just as well as anyone."
"C'mon, Mel," Megan mutters, rolling her eyes. "It's not love. I barely know the guy."
Melissa simply hums quietly to herself.
Gus's butt appreciation picture.
He has a remarkably good figure for someone who ages up today.
His daughter keeps him young.
"Hot damn, how the hell d'you run that fast?!"
"Always figured it was just a secret little talent of mine," Melissa says with a grin. Time with her father in the house means that she's starting to pick up his little idioms, the Southern twang he uses so well, far more than she ever did as a child.
It's just family in the house to celebrate this time around. Tiara's had enough of a mad rush to the cake for the next few weeks.
"Geez, what the heck am I wearing?"
A wardrobe change has him looking much more dashing, and Tiara whistles in appreciation as he comes around the table for another serving of cake.
"Now, I know I don't look as good as I did this morning..."
"Shh." Tiara draws him close and looks into his eyes, still as blue as the ocean. "You're the handsomest man I ever knew, Gussie, and don't you forget it. I wouldn't change a single wrinkle on your face."
Gus is determined to make sure she's not just saying that to make him feel better.
Megan's nervous. Today is her birthday now, and there's a wide world out there waiting for her.
Including a boy that she's got her eye set on making move in with her the first chance she gets.
Yay more cake!
"BLOW OUT THE DAMN CANDLES FASTER NEXT TIME, I'M HUNGRY."
Oh.
MUCH BETTER.
Megan's not sure what's wrong with that chair, but she's got a feeling it's going to collapse under her in a second if she isn't careful.
This family does not approve of hiding one's midriff.
"Mom, thank you for a kickass party."
"You're very welcome."
"I'm gonna go for a run to figure out what the hell I'ma do with my life now. That cool?"
"Go right ahead, sweetie. Do you mind if we start building you a bedroom while you're gone?"
"What?"
"You're gonna get married, aren't you?"
"...going out now."
It's weird. She was teasing Dorian back when she first met him and told him she'd be a freaking bug catcher when she grew up, but as she runs through the neighborhood she realizes that she really has no idea WHAT she wants to do.
She doesn't have any skills or talents to speak of. She's the laziest ass she knows on the planet, and quite proud of it. All she really wants to do is run around outside and look at pretty things and, when she gets bored with that, maybe go feel up her boyfriend.
Before she can follow that train of thought, she nearly runs over a little snake in the grass. "Aw, hell no! You're just sitting there WAITING to bite my ankle. Don't pretend you ain't."
The snake is curiously silent on the issue.
It IS pretty, though. And since she's only got some pocket lint at the moment, she figures she should probably take advantage of the little critter.
She decides to ignore that whole possible-animal-cruelty thing, plucks it up, and runs off to the science center.
Along the way, she sees MORE snakes, MORE bugs, more of a lot of things. By the time she actually gets to the science center, her pockets and her arms are bulging, and she leaves with a cool sum of money to her name.
"I feel funny..."
NOOOOOO.
Toulouse is obnoxiously old now, but everyone gathers together in appropriate sadness anyway.
Grim promises he'll take wonderful care of Toulouse and that he has plenty of treats waiting back home for a little critter like this.
And then the explosion of weeping happens, of course.
Megan remembers she's actually a little afraid of creepy skeleton guys and passes out.
The first grave of many to come in this Legacy. Geez, that's sad.
"Can I get a little cake, maybe?"
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Generation 3 has officially begun!
Marital Structure: Couple
Number of Children: Two
Primary Income: Collecting
Secondary Income: Job Hopper:
1: Freelance Photographer (1 Sim Week)
2: Political (Level 5)
3: Law Enforcement (Forensics) (Level 5)
4: Journalism (Level 5)
5: Architect (Level 5)
6: Ghost Hunting (Level 5)
7: Movies (Director) (Level 5)
8: Angler (1 Sim Week)
9: Equestrian (Horseman) (Level 5)
10: Movies (Film Star) (Level 5)
Generation Goal: Living Green
Misc Fun: Tattoo Addict
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