#thesims4screencaps

College is okay. I like cooking. Somebody had to learn how in this family. Dad said an army travels on its stomach, but I was never going to be an army guy. Even as a kid, I never wanted to play soldier or anything. I’m a lover, not a fighter. Right now, it’s mostly school, noodling around in the kitchen, pun intended, and once in a while I’ll hit the local hotspots, to make some, um, special friends. Nothing to report so far, but yeah, Dad’s wedding is giving me a few ideas. Picture the Von Haunt estate, on a starry night, the balcony overlooking the...uh yeah, maybe I want to find somebody first, but i have ideas. Ideas are good, right? Right?

Point is, life happens. knocked me around a time or ten. Neither one of us thought we’d ever be where we are today. I mean, Bella and Mortimer; who doesn’t know that story? What kind of young punk would think he even had a shot at filling those shoes?  Well, I’m neither young nor a punk and I am not even going to try and fill Mortimer Goth’s shoes. If Bells thinks I’m good enough, well, I guess that means I am. 

Bellagruntville Save Goth Family Week Three “Do I think about what Mortimer would say about me marrying Buzz? Sometimes. I like to think he’d want me to be happy. If he were still here, I wouldn’t even look at anybody else, but...”  :pause: “That’s how it goes. All of the adventures Mortimer had, all the things that happened in his lab...” :pause: “and in the end, it was a toilet fire. Nobody saw that coming. It’s been hard. Buzz, well, he understands. Do I love him? Yes. Does it take anything away from the love I will always have for Mortimer? No. Nothing can do that. Nothing.”

Did not know this was possible, but I don’t hate it. 

Ophelia, meanwhile, was far too occupied with high school life, mostly because it was all too easy for me to lose track of time and whoops, Ophelia is somehow running on the school’s treadmill at one in the morning on a weeknight. She has been besties with both Alexander Goth and Johnny Smith. She ended up asking Johnny to prom, and he accepted, but the prom never actually happened, so they ended up exploring the empty auditorium, which I kind of actually like for them.  Since Olive died before graduation, Ophelia now has the house to herself, which may make it perfect to house her fellow uni students when the time comes. 

That’s about when IRL feline lured me from the keyboard, and when I got back this whole fire bit was like it never happened. Ah well, at least we still have Pascal. More in the next installment. 

Lothario family, week one recap: Don had every intention of living the swinging bachelor life when he moved into Oasis Springs. All he wanted was a basic bachelor pad, maybe the Caliente sisters down the road, maybe a few hot townie chicks, maybe that asylum survivor next door with her own house and pool (and graveyard, but nobody’s perfect) and then... ...then came the call. Great Aunt whoever died, and left Don a tidy sum, but with one condition, that he marry within seven days. Which meant, of course, that he had to get out there and put a ring on the first willing Sim. Enter one Ms. Victoria Pancakes now Victoria Lothario (though Pancakes would be a fabulous last name for a chef, which is Victoria’s lifetime want) daughter of Bob and Eliza. Will this marriage live up to all her expectations?