And it will surprise nobody to discover that Odie remains the brains in the Torres-Ramos household. The lovebirds themselves are far too busy conditioning their hair and re-enacting scenes from gay chocolate boxes, if such things exist. I find a certain comfort in the utter reliability of their personae.
Fernando still wasn’t very happy about being burgled by Nemanja Vidic,
but he tried to relax by feeding his fish,
and playing with Pepe.
Odie, meanwhile, was small,
but still took on marauding werewolves.
Sergio still likes cheese.
Like, a lot.
Fernando got bored of this,
but fortunately, Sergio found a creative outlet.
In his career as a dancer for pop videos, he got an excellent new uniform. XD (Don’t let his expression fool you; you know he loves it.)
His tap-dancing outfit was even better,
though not a patch on Raul’s.
Odie: still small.
However, he and his werewolf friend braved the snow to investigate Sergio’s, er, “love-tub”.
I can’t help but wonder what they’re saying to each other here...
Fernando was more positive about the Tub’s existence.
(In the background, the werewolf is criticising their choice of patio door.)
And Raul proved once and for all that he has a hell of a strong stomach,
as Sergio and Fernando began enacting a scene from one of their fanfics.
(Fortunately, in the morning Pepe turned up in the nude, which shattered the ambience.)
But enough of that. There’s work to be done!
By Odie, specifically.
I wish I had a limousine like that to take me to work...
And a chauffeur!
It was worth it, though! (Note: look at how much he earns. And that’s per day.)
There was much dog-training,
which left poor Sergio exhausted,
but it did pay off.
This prompted an amusing “Odie Learns To Play Dead” scene.
“Et tu, Brute? Then die, Caesar!”
“Good night, sweet prince, and may choirs of angels sing thee to thy rest...”
(Note that the poor creature is so small, he’s practically knee-deep in the rug.)
Right, enough of small, virtual furry animals, however cute I may find them.
...Let’s make fun of Sergio’s ballet practice instead. ¦D
He almost died of joy when I bought him that barre.
Fernando, meanwhile, was hitting the town! And, er, displaying a very sane and normal reaction to Fabi’s outfit.
Mutu, who he ran into at the art gallery, was his usual cheery self.
But perhaps it’s just cookery he doesn’t like?
Because as soon as Torres started spouting about his love for Christi Chivu,
Mutu was all smiles!
(Yeah, even I was a bit surprised about that. Pleased, but... surprised. *Scratches head*)
Anyway. Torres wanted to go on the whirly thing. (Look at that hair flying!)
He achieved the distinction of being the second person, after Pato, to get spun round without falling off with an enormous crash. But, as you can see, was a bit dazed.
Maybe that’s why my attempt to OTP him with David Villa failed utterly,
or maybe he prefers the shy ones.
If so, I think he’s just found his dream boy in Alberto Paloschi:
“Oh, Fernando!”(Swoons)
But it was not to be, and the next morning a certain gentleman came wandering past their house:
*Cries with laughter while rolling on the floor* Oh, Cesare, Cesare! Give me some warning if you’re going to do these things! (In his defence (?), he was probably thinking about Phil here. However, I prefer to imagine that he has random Saintly Moments in which he stares up at the heavens like that while fluttering his eyelashes. It’s just the kind of chap he is.)
So. Cesare, possibly fooled by all that blond hair, professed love for Fernando. A passing Rafa Benitez eyes the exchange with distinct interest.
Is he jealous? Is he amused? Is he making a note to hide Cesare’s magic mushrooms? Ah, who can say. Truly, the man resembles the Buddha in more ways than one.
Anyway... Torres did NOT give in to Cesare’s vulgar importuning, but reaffirmed his love for his adored Sergio. In fact, he wanted to affirm it in a way I hadn’t even realised was possible. O_o Every day this pair teach me new things about Sims 2.
Off to the car!
Snogulations!
In fact, they not only steamed up the windows,
but made the whole car bounce about 3ft into the air. O_o (Ah, but can Sergio walk on water?)
Regular Sim-spams are back on track, I believe. I shall see you anon.