The Farmer Wants a Wife: Day Six
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Sims 2: Reality TV Challenge
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Day Six: Final Elimination Final Three
Blackforest is gone, and the final three and du Fermier sit down to a 'bang up fish dinner' from all the fish they caught that day. As the scene of "Big Love"esque bliss unfolds, there seems to be reason to believe that the cameras have failed to catch something of rather huge importance...
du Fermier seems in a state of dazed bliss, and absent mindedly serves the platter of fish and couscous on the floor. On wobbly legs he finds the nearest seat and breathes deeply, staring off into space with a goofy look on his face.
Cupcake: Sorry for springing that on you, but you know your form is really quite awesome.
DID WE MISS WHAT WE THINK WE MISSED?!
Marshmallow's conversation about her favourite Sumo wrestler's technique doesn't give away any clues. Though everyone's clearly wrapt attention seems to hide an undercurrent of tension. Somehow, the status quo HAS changed.
Soon, however, Marshie changes the topic to her primary worry. Since Blackforest had won two of the previous nights and yet was still eliminated, she's seized with the fear that this means she will be next.
Marshmallow: When this is all over we WILL all still be friends, right? We're not going to let the final outcome taint our relationships, right? I mean we're all above that kind of thing, aren't we? Right? YES?
Sighing, the others try to calm her down with bright assurances and soothing words. But the lady doth freak the heck out too much, it seems that suspicions are correct Cupcake and du Fermier DID just kiss...
Marshmallow: *stresses out*
CONFIRMATION!!!
The following morning du Fermier is pressed to reveal the truth. In an attempt to escape further questioning (A gentleman NEVER tells! You're on a reality tv show dude. Its already a tell-all), he busies himself preparing a late morning meal for the girls before they embark upon the day's challenge. Chocolate Pancakes for much-needed brain food: Chess tournaments!
Eight hour marathon chess session: ENGAGE!
Getting well away from all of the girls, in order to not be a distraction -- his hovering had begun to put the contestants off of their game -- du Fermier spends the time quietly fishing and taking a quick dip in the lake, Darcy style.
His dramatically romantic exit from the lake is wasted, however, missed as it was by all of the girls who instead diligently sat staring at their tiny marble-carved figures with nail-biting, slit-eyed concentration.
Exhausted from their eight hour, neuron-burning ordeal the girls grab dinner before being told to gussy up for a group date out on the town. As she rises from the table, du Fermier retaliates to Cupcake's stealthy lip-locking ambush from the night before and shocks her by going in for a completely unexpected (though in no way unwelcome) snog. The girls respectfully avert their eyes; both fighting internal battles with many-tentacled, overly-hursuit, green-eyed monsters.
As du Fermier exists to freshen up before their group outing, Pistachio jokes with Cupcake about coming fisticuffs at dawn over du Fermier's honour. Though their punches are playful, Cupcake's arm comes away more than a little bruised... Marshmallow watches on with a palpable melancholy, fueled by her thoughts that everything is already falling apart.
The taxi arrives to ferry the foursome for an evening of shopping and then relaxation at the community spas. Employing all of her finishing-school skills, Pistachio secures herself a seat next to du Fermier. To her chagrin, Cupcake manages to score the seat on his other side. The tension is not missed by du Fermier, but his delight at being the filling in a lovely lady sandwhich means he does very little to calm their nerves.
Possibly for the first time in history, Marshmallow is disappointed at scoring 'shotgun' and settles with making small talk with their polite (rather cute), and thankfully chatty taxi-driver.
*cues Petula Clark singing Downtown*
Displaying an incredibly strong yet innocently-done pull to be as cliche as possible, the girls immeadiately leave du Fermier to his own devices for a group excursion to the public toilets as soon as they arrive at their first destination. Cupcake and Marshmallow talk about their hair and the social politics involved in the cab ride while Pistacio spends the entire time in a state of complete shock about the state of the facilities.
Its soon discovered that she's never, EVER been in a public toilet before. Spoiled rich princess is spoiled and rich.
TO THE SPA! The Final Three™ and du Fermier strip off to their oft-seen swimwear and talk about oiling up in the spa. Their legs and toes intertwining absently, the heat proves too much for Pistachio and she reluctantly leaves the threesome to it, in search of dehydration-alleviating beverages.
Though millions would claim this an excellent opportunity for a little, delectably slinky threesome; the three remaining jacuzzi occupants sit about in rather awkward silence. They sneak furtive glances at each other, the bubbles and jets causing an unexpectedly unenviable sticky situation. The two girls narrow their gazes at each other, each refusing to budge and yet each acutely aware that if they linger too long they run the risk of turning into unnattractive, flaccid-skinned prunes.
du Fermier makes the decision for them and exits the jacuzzi first. The group date over, Cupcake (blushing profusely as du Fermier's shorts left nothing to the imagination) goes in search of Pistachio to let her know the taxi is on its way to transport them back home.
du Fermier fills in the time by farting and laughing excessively at his own flatulence. Marshmallow tries valiantly to not look amused but her demeanor cracks and she falls about in a fit of giggles.
Hugging each other tearfully, the girls all climb into the backseat of the taxi together. When they return to the farmstead, the news will be broken as to which will be going home...
...And the results are:
Cupcake's bold play for du Fermier pays off, and she nabs top position. He's got a crush on her, and its a mighty strong one at that. Pistachio's neglect -- or perhaps early concede of defeat? -- means that her dream of marrying her strong, attractive farmer and breeding prize-winning unicorns is now over.
Her tears streaking her impeccably applied mascara, Pistachio takes the news very hard, though she admits she had expected it from the moment they stepped from the taxi at the shopping complex.
Everyone rushes to say goodbye to her, though Cupcake's farewell is strangely short and emotionless. Though it seems cold and unfeeling, her rush to change into her pajamas before the announcement was made and her almost-dismissive goodbye rather obviously mask her nerves, sadness at seeing a now-close friend leaving for good, and dismay at being so transparent. It is now just her and fairyfloss-haired Marshie in a fight for du Fermier's hand and heart.
Pistachio doesn't mask her sadness as she leaves the du Fermier estate. She walks resolutely but her tear-streaked face and trembling bottom lip refuse to stay in check. Bitterly disappointed, the scolding of her disapproving finishing-school mistresses ringing in her ears, she grasps the timber bannister for support as she decends the short steps from the front deck...
Pistachio's parting words: *sobbing* I wa-- and I couldn't--- and it-- gonna mi-- the girls! An-- and I'm -- green skins -- wha -- KITTENS! He ma -- you -- sorrrrrrrrrrrr -- authori -- blame seh -- !!
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Production notes:
• I CANNOT BELIEVE I MISSED GETTING A PHOTO OF DU FERMIER'S FIRST KISS WITH ANY OF THE GIRLS!!!! I heard this noise while I was taking photos of Blackforest's departure and just KNEW that thats what I'd lost the opportunity to get a shot of. MEIN GOTT IM HIMMEL!
• SORRY FOR THE DELAY GUYS! Been run off my feet with parents visiting, a HUGE amount of work, and being taken out for the count with myriad therapy sessions and over-doing it so being unable to type for long periods of time.
• du Fermier constantly tried to walk in and play chess with Pistachio. CONSTANTLY. I was like STOP IT THERE'S NO CHAIR THERE FOR YOU TO JOIN HER ANYWAY GTFO GOD!! Which is how he ended up fishing anyway. On the FAR side of the lake too >_>;; XD
• That kiss I DID catch between du Fermier and Cupcake? AUTONOMOUS.
• OTTER!
• The phrase 'lovely lady sandwhich' is brought to you my the delectable David Tennant care of his second turn at hosting The Friday Night Project. *sighs happily with David Tennant thoughts*
• I don't have Nightlife installed, and this was supposed to be a group date. So I just sent them all to a shopping centre and then to the spas because I figured that would be as group activity as I could get while not being in the house...
• Pistachio left the tub, went and cooked hamburgers, and sat around with some weirdly haired townie making small talk for three hours. Uh, Pistachio, what is your deal and why do you keep pissing off to talk to other guys?! O_O
• WHY DO SIMS FIND FARTING AMUSING?!?! ITS NOT FUNNY SIMS, GET OVER IT PLEASE! PLS! PLOIX!
• Pistachio? I am featuring you in your own series. All you can eat aliens. All the time.