The Deguta Legacy - 1.2
Last time:
We met the founders of the Deguta legacy Sif and Clint.
Sif tried and failed to get tips from playing guitar in the park.
It was discovered that Clint is obsessed with Autumn Salad.
Clint was obliterated in chess by himself.
Sif became preggers.
It seems that being pregnant has made Sif throw all notions of being a lady out the window. YEEOWZA SIF.
Sif: “I feel kind of… liberated being like this. “
For the love of all that is holy, please put some clothes on before Clint sees you. We actually need him to go to work today to get more money.
Sif: “Fiiiiiiine. Party pooper.”
Sif managed to get some decent clothes on just as Clint was finishing up breakfast.
Sif: “Honey, before you go to work I have something to tell you - I’m pregnant!”
Clint: *gasp* “Really??”
Clint: *internal squeeing*
Then Clint’s carpool came for work and he hightailed it out of there. He did roll for a boy so you know that this child is wanted!
This is probably the cutest outfit EA has come up with for maternity wear. SO ADORABLE! And it suits Sif perfectly!
Sif: “I know. I rock the green.”
Anyway, we still needed money and Sif wanted to buy pregnancy books so I sent her out.
Sif quickly read through the pregnancy book as soon as she bought it.
Sif: “Do all these books act like complete idiots read them? I know where a baby comes from and how it’s made. Where’s the instruction manual for it?”
Sorry sweet thing, babies don’t come with manuals.
Sif: “Well then.”
Of course the people Sif was playing for were too interested in their books to tip her. Jerks. WE NEED MONEY!
Clint really is an adorable father-to-be. He keeps rolling wants to listen or rub Sif’s tummy.
He’s also becoming quite the romantic. I don’t know what’s gotten into Clint, but I like it!
Sif: “You know this will probably be the last time we’ll be able to have a night alone for years.”
And Sif manages to kill the romance. Way to go.
But Clint is able to play it cool and laughs awkwardly at his wife.
Clint: ‘Oh God, it’s not too late for a vasectomy, is it? Since I work at the hospital I can get one done cheap.’
NO! We need your little swimmers for one more baby. If any scissors come NEAR your jimmy-tang-tang I will burn all your books.
After keeping a close eye on Clint, the days pass with ease. Clint keeps getting promoted almost every other day (kaching kaching!) and Sif continues to work on her guitar skills.
She still has issues with getting people to tip her.
Sif: “People just have bad taste in music.”
Or it could be your pregnant belly poking through your guitar that is scaring them off.
See? That can’t be healthy!
Sif: “Nonsense. The music is healthy for the baby.”
Sif went home after another failed afternoon of trying to get tips when her water broke.
Sif: “This isn’t so bad. The books say to just breathe deeply and keep calm and your birth will go smooth-”
Sif: “GET IT OUT! GET IT OUT! GET IT OUT!”
Just breathe Sif! Remember what the books taught you!
Sif: “FUCK THE BOOKS!”
Action shot/transitional picture to THE HOSPITAL! Clint looks quite calm for being a first time dad.
Clint: “I read all the books I possibly could and even helped out in labour and delivery at work. I totally got this.”
It’s a boy! Meet Thomas Deguta. He’s easily-impressed and loves the outdoors. His favorites are black, dark wave, and frog legs.
And here’s a shot of the nursery for little Thomas. Since this generation will only have two kids, they’re going to be spoiled and each have their own room.
Both Sif and Clint are great parents. They don’t mind waking up in the middle of the night to tend to Thomas and take turns on who gets up. They’re both completely enamored.
Thomas was such a good baby that Sif and Clint had time to do other activities. Sif went out to try and earn tips playing guitar while Clint invited this lady over in an attempt to make his way up the ranked chess standings.
Clint: ‘Just stay calm, Clint. You got this in the bag. You totally got this. This is what you’ve been working towards for a while now.’
Old Lady: “Checkmate.”
Clint: “Son of a bitch.”
Clint: “Well played, ma’am. Well played indeed. Looks like I still have some work to do.”
Poor Clint. As if losing to yourself isn’t bad enough, now a granny whooped your butt.
Clint: “Would it be alright if I call you sometime for a rematch?”
Old Lady: “Sure kid, although I doubt you can beat me.”
Then the old lady proceeded to look at herself in the bathroom mirror and ended up getting herself stuck. Thank god for resetting Sims.
Since nothing really happens while babies are in the larva stage, the days leading up to Tom’s birthday are quite uneventful.
Don’t look too happy, Clint. This is just your son’s birthday.
Clint: “Birthdays are serious business.”
Baby!Tom evolved into…
Toddler!Tom!
LSJFKLSJF
He’s so cute! He’s got a lot of Sif in him. <3
Clint immediately started teaching Tom the essentials.
Clint: “Come to Daddy, Tom.”
Thomas: “Daddy!!”
Clint: “That’s my boy!”
I love Clint’s expression. It’s a perfect mixture of pride and shock that his kid walked on the first try.
Incoming Thomas spam!
/end Tom spam.
This is a typical night at the Deguta residence. Clint works on his logic skill.
Clint: “I will beat that granny if it’s the last thing I do.”
Whatever you say, babe. While Clint works to exact his revenge, Sif plays the guitar while Tom accompanies her on the xylophone.
Clint: “I mean it. That bitch is going down.”
I want this duck in my room. It’s so quacking adorable!
See what I did there? Hurhurhur.
Sif: “Goodnight, my precious boy.”
Thomas: “Mama!”
Thomas: “No night! No night!”
There was a tense air in the house for the next day or so. Clint was so obsessed with beating the granny he was starting to get grumpy.
And with Clint not caring about anything but chess, he began to do things like clog the toilet which pissed Sif off to no end.
Sif: “That man is looking to get a castration if he doesn't smarten up.”
But me being the Sim-Goddess that I am intervened for the greater good so we could get Tom a little brother or sister.
Unfortunately both Sif and Clint didn’t take into account that their son would be in the same room as they started getting busy.
…I think Tom is enjoying the show…
OKAY GUYS TAKE IT TO THE BEDROOM!
God I hope Tom doesn’t end up messed in the head because of that.
This is Riley, Tom’s best friend. Riley showed up just after Tom witnessed his parents going at it.
Whatever the case, Tom never goes anywhere without Riley.
Thomas: “Got you nose!”
Sif: “BLARLALHLKASLFHLFH!”
It’s only a matter of time now!
And once again, the slutty lingerie makes its appearance as soon as Sif popped.
Sif: “I know it’s not proper but this is a time where I feel sexy. Plus, I can blame it on the hormones making me do crazy things.”
Sif: “Oh, by the way dear, I’m pregnant again.”
Clint: “Way ahead of you, already reading the pregnancy book.”
How did you know?
Clint: “People only throw up in the Sims because they’re pregnant and Sif was throwing up all last night. Put two and two together and you get a baby.”
And there’s that genius trait, ladies and gentlemen.
Today is an exciting day for Clint! He gets to give out free vaccinations for the afternoon!
Clint: “Finally I’m giving back to the community.”
First up is Marisol.
Marisol: “Oh God, oh God.”
Marisol: “Be brave, girl. It shouldn’t be too bad.”
Marisol: “ARGH IT’S BAD! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO ME?”
And we leave this update off with this guy and his marvelous shirt. In the words of Raj Koothrappali: Better lock up your daughters ‘cuz he’s going to hit it then quit it!