1.4 Offense is The Best Defense

When at first the contact between Travis and Femmy got less and less he saw nothing wrong with it. She would still answer her phone, their talks would still be nice, and even though she was to busy to meet him he just thought it was true, because why would she lie to him.
But when he decide to pay her a surprise visite and her sister opened up to mention she wasn't at home something started to itch. When exactly the same happened the few times after that, and she also stopped answering her phone he started to get worried. Was she perhaps seeing someone else? But if so, why wouldn't she just say so. In a last resort to find out what was going he went by for the last time. And when he saw her standing through the door he was still kind of hoping she'd be happy to see him. Because you never know, her phone might have been broken... But instead she ran off.

When Famke came out to talk to him, he got mad. Apparently she still didn't have the balls to come talk to him in person. "Ehm hi Travis...she doesn't want to see you." Glaring at Famke he got the feeling something was off. "Why the hell not? Why can't she come and tell me this herself?"

 Travis stormed off, took the stairs to the door with 2 staps at a time. "Femmy! You'd better come out and tell me what's going on!"

With eyes glaring he walked in the house, While Famke ran after him she called out, "Femmy, you'd better come out...I tried to tell him but he wouldn't listen". Travis shouted again, "I am not going to come and look for you, I'm not going anywhere untill you come out and talk to me!" A meek voice came out of the bathroom, "okay...just one sec though okay? I'll be right there..."

When Femmy finally decided to stop playing hide and seek, and that there really was no piece of clothing in her wardrobe that would hide that enormous belly, she found Travis sitting at the table with Beau. Aparently he had given him something to eat while he was waiting for Femmy. Looking apolegetic he said to her "I'm sorry sis...but I still like him...and well...it's not like its his fault or anything". Beau scurried off when Femmy gave him the deathstare she reserves just for her siblings.

As she tried to squeeze herself between the table and the walls she could feel him glaring at her belly. Anxiously she looked at him trying to decide what to do with this situation. She could always try telling him it's not his...but since he lived around the block it was already quite a miracle he never even noticed her belly before. Though her being a recluse lately might explain that bit. But what if the baby looks like him? Whatever his shortcomings might be (which she wouldn't really know...she didn't stay long enough to find that out) he was no fool. He was actually quite bright, it was one of the things that attracted her to him. So if the child would be outside playing or whatever and bump into him...well anyone could fill in the blanks.

When Femmy sits down without saying a word Travis can't stand the tension anymore. "So when did you plan on telling me? Where you even going to tell me?? And don't tell me it's not mine, because I can do the math pretty well...how far along were you when you stopped answering my calls?? Three months??" Even though he was right, and she knew it, she also knew that offense was the best defense. So instead of groveling, a quality which she has never quite managed to master, she got up and got mad.

It wasn't even hard to get mad, she had been giving herself excuses often enough the last few months, it was a breeze to actually believe in them...even though some of them are probably flawed. While turning her back on him she started to rant herself. "Did you think this was easy for me?? Being pregnant isn't a walk in the park if you must know!! Bloody hormones messing everything up! And it is not like we talked about children or anything! How should I have known what you would say or want!"

Taken aback by this frontal assault Travis sat silently for a few moments. He knew he was being manipulated somehow...but it sounded true enough. Quietly he asked her what happened, hoping to get to a solution for this problem, not aware that in her eyes the only problem there was, was him.
Not intending to tell the full truth, only her siblings knew the truth, she started to explain, "It took me quite a while before I realised I was pregnant, it was never my intention not to tell you. But I kept putting it off and before I knew it there had past way to much time to tell you...I just couldn't handle the idea of you wanting me to get rid of the baby, or perhaps put it up for adoption". Shocked he look at her...she still had her back to him, shoulders a bit bent. "You never thought about the possibility that I might want the kid? We could have, heck we still can, work things out, perhaps move in together, get married...."
That made Femmy turn around, but not looking as relieved as he thought she would be. She looked absolutely shocked by the idea to get married. "oh no..."she mumbled "no...I am not marriage material...guys usual get fed up with me when they get to close..."
He started to say that wouldn't happen with him, but he didn't even get the chance. "besides...I...before I figured out I was pregnant I started to realize it was more lust then love between us. I really like you, but as a good friend. I don't mean to hurt you...but I think it would be better if we could just be friends."

Not sure how to respond at this he stood still, just staring at her, and before he managed to get his act together she pulled him in a hug whispering that she was glad he understood and that they could still be friends. Completely overrun by her he let himself be ushered out with the promise that he was always welcome and that she would call him when te baby was born. Still not knowing what happened just now, she closed the door behind him and disappeared in the bathroom again. He shook is head and started the short walk home.

Though her brother did not completely agree with the way she handled Travis, he kept taking care of her...Like mopping up after her when she had another accident...

 She can't even count on one hand the amount of showers she took like that...

But she when she stepped out of the shower this time, she sure as hell hoped it would be one of the last.

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I don't actually know where those faces came from tbh....they were actually just chatting at the table, but it fitted perfectly in my story :)

1.3 Thinking It Through

It wasn't until Femmy woke up one morning feeling severely ill, that she had realised what she had done. She has never been one to think stuff through, but she never considered that her plans for the future might come with some consequences that wouldn't concern only her.

Sitting on the edge of her bed, the realisation dawned on her that she had never thought to discuss this with her sister...or her brother for that matter. She decided to ponder a bit more on how to break them the news. Because by the way she was feeling right now, it seemed very likely that her plan had succeeded.

 Acting as normal went pretty well for a short while, though her sister did express some worries at the amount of times she threw up. And the excuse that she probably caught a bug could only work for so long.

So when Famke finally confronted her, she was shocked to hear that her sister was pregnant. She was even more shocked to hear that is was planned, and that her sister never bothered to include her in those plans. Worries grew even worse and the fear of having Femmy leaving her for a man made her lash out. "Are you insane?? How could you do this? What where you thinking?? Oh wait, I know...You weren't thinking.,.AGAIN!" Femmy tried to say something to this, but Famke continued on her rant. "I thought we agreed to stay together! That no one could come between us, and then you go off and do something like this!"

Hearing her sister lash out like that made Femmy explode. She got so mad, even though deep inside her sister was very much in her right to yell at her. "I know I am not always good at thinking stuff through, but honestly! What do you think, I am not some dimwit who'd come back on her promisses! I am never going to leave you, but I never guessed that this should keep me from following my own dreams! You knew I wanted children...how on earth did you think I was going to accomplish that then?? Or perhaps you were the one who wasn't thinking!"

The yelling cleared the air, as it always does with them. After babbling excuses from both sides they realise nothing is going to change...They only would have to build an extra room for the child. While hugging each other they realised the other side effect their yelling has most of the time. At least she wouldn't have to inform Beau anymore. He could litterly enjoy their discussion without any trouble...not sure what to think of this development in their household he walked out slamming the door. When Femmy heard the bang she ran after him in hopes of consoling her brother. She knew he would forgive her, he always did.

As life continued, and everybody indeed forgave Femmy, she conveniently "forgot" something ( or should we say someone) else she should have thought through a little bit better.

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So the wheels are set in motion :) First child is on the way!

1.2 What About The Future?

Well yes, you heard me correct, the father of my future baby. I know women tend to be more romantic about who will father their children. But just as I don't see Beau meeting a girl who can put up with him, I can't see a man in the near future who is willing to put up with me. Besides that, I don't want to have a guy living in with me. It creates expectations, expectations I can't make true. That is why the whole twin and baby brother bit works out so fine. But...I do want children.

So for now at least I'm blessed that I am able to get man to put up with me for short periods.

 Luckely Travis Scott lives just around the corner, so without me having to get out of my way to bewitch him with my body, he was already standing on our doorstep. So of course I invited him in.

 We hit it off straight away. I'm glad he is not to shy about getting a bit phsysical, because that is the  part I like the best about boys, or man. Tickling someone always breaks the ice.

And let's be honest, he is kind of sweet. I can't help myself, but I think I am falling in love just a tiny bit. He's so cute! And when I look at him I can't help but enjoy whatever it is we have going on. 

 Though I am normally a little bit more straightforward, I do find myself falling short of courage when I decide it is time to go on a date. I have never ever been shy before, but somehow I do care about what Travis will think about me.

 I am quite happy that Travis is not as shy as he first seemed. He happily keeps the conversation going, he doesn't even seem to notice that I am not that talkative.

 "And when I got into the office this morning, they were still trying to fix the coffee machine! I almost couldn't keep myself from laughing. They never even bothered to look at the coffee in the machine, so they never did find out that it was actually tealeaves I put in there."

 "Seriously? They didn't figure it out? But what did they do with all that "coffee" that came out of the machine then?" He has such a sweet smile when he is trying to be devious. I can't help but stare at him. His eyes get a sparkle when he is enjoying himself. It's weird how quickly I got to know the little things about him.

 "Well they drank it, assuming it was just a bad batch of coffee...they were pretty relieved to find that the next batch was in fact coffee." And right then and there I melted...I became this huge puddle of pink squishy goo. And I just couldn't help myself, I got up and.....

 The tension that had build up during their date exploded when their lips met. Everybody in the nightclub couldn't help but look up and smile at what they assumed to be love radiating off them during the kiss.

When Femmy asked Travis to bring her home he could do little else then nod and hope that she wasn't about to blow him off. All the way back to her house he kept hoping she had the same ideas as he had. But the fact that they couldn't keep their hands of each other on the way back should have reassured him enough.

While holding hands she pulled him inside, and when she noticed her sister was out as well...

Well lets just say her plan came together.

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First I wan't to appoligize for shifting my writing style. I had been reading back my old stories, and my last story had the writing style I used at first. I like it a lot, but....while writing this story I noticed it is just not suitable for the random legacy (it was a different challenge when I used that style). So I decided to try and bring it back to the style I used for my sims 3 random legacy.

Okay...so this date is the first community lot I visited in light of the town explorer bit. Besides that, nothing has changed much :) I do notice I'm kind of sprinting through the story here....Ah well...got enough challenge in this generations roll....must make enough subject matter as well :).

1.1 Get to Know

Life can be so harsh sometimes...

Not that I'd know from experience. Though I keep hearing it from everybody around me, my life has been going pretty smooth so far. Growing up was a breeze.

 

My twinsister and I grew up together, so we never experienced being lonely. We love being together. So we decided to keep on living together. We already experienced several times that there aren't any boys, or perhaps I should say man now, who can come between us.

"Femmy!!! Come here! I want to take a picture with you as well". "All right! I'm on my way!"

And that would be the only boy who managed to be included in the bond between my sister and me. Our baby brother, who is only ten months younger then us. Why mother would want to so quickly after having twins is beyond me... But it did result in the three of us growing up more like triplets then a twin with a baby brother. It also resulted in him moving out with us and becoming a part of our household. He says he will move out as soon as he finds a nice girl to be with...but to be honest... He is a bit weird every now and then. I'm afraid he is never going to find a girl who will put up with him. So he'll probably stay with us as well, which I wouldn't mind for one bit.

Famke is the creative member of the family. She just loves to paint and even took up a job in the art world. I believe she wants to make sure art becomes or stays a vital part in everyones life. A patron she names it. Well whatever makes her happy, though I swear, all that going to work makes her a bit grumpy every now then. Even if we get in our fare share of income as well.

Beau is so fond of his plants, he manages to grow pretty good quality of foods. Those are wanted by a lot of people in the neighbourhood, so it earns him quite a bit. To be honest, I never expected it to be so important to people to have home-grown, non pesticidic vegetables and fruits.

As for me, I love walking around town and looking for "treasures" as I call them. Famke calls me a treasure hunter when she is in a good mood. She tries to mock me with it, but I actually like it. Whenever I find something that seems worth my while I call the Geologists Center to hear what they have to say about it. And sometimes they offer me to investigate it for me, so I send them my finds.

And I don't shy away from other stuff either, like frogs. I just know they hang out in places like that! And weirdly enough, the frogs and the treasures tend to bring up quite some money as well.

That is...

If I don't get distracted...

Look! I'm a seamonster!!

Oh and look whom I also got to know in the park. Meet the father of my future baby!

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Welcome to my Random Legacy. It will evolve around the Rouge family. I love blogging, I have been doing this for the Sims 3 about 5 years ago. I updated on a daily base. But 5 years of not playing have filled my life with loads of stuff. Including a family of my own, a job and other obligations.

I won't be able to update as frequently as 5 years ago.

Next, I am not english, so if I do end up using weird sentences or words that don't fit, please let me know :). I would love to learn from it.
Also...I actually litterly just started playing. So...the entire game is new for me :) so bear with me.

Now my roll for the first Generation:

Marital Structure: Single with 2 helpers
Number of Children: Three
Heir: Child #2
Primary Income: Treasure Hunter
1st Secondary Income: Painter (Patron of the Arts)

2nd Secondary Income: Gardener

Generation Goal: Midlife Crisis (rolled for Femmy to have it)
Misc Fun: Town explorer

I do have a question about the Town explorer bit though. There are only 5 community lots in my neighborhood, is this enough to go to a unique one every week??

Now for my Sims:

Femmy Rouge:

Femmy is the headliner in this generation. Her traits are:

Insane

Loves the outdoors

Cheerfull

Collector

Her aspiration is The Curator and she is currently on level 2

Famke Rouge:

Famke is the 1st helper, and well, a twin is a pretty good excuse to keep her living in. Her traits are:

Art Lover

Creative

Insane

Muser

Her aspiration is Painter Extraordinaire and she is currently on level1.

Beau Rouge:

Beau is the 2nd helper. Younger brother in the story, though in reality they are all YA and all started on the same day. His traits are:

Cheerfull

Insane

Loves Outdoor

Collector

His aspiration is Freelance Botanist and he is currently at level 2.