Abandonato 1.3
Took like, two weeks tops for me to upload this. I'm getting better.
(Oh, also, in the middle of this update my game went haywire and I was having problems with default eyes/skins. I fixed it finally, but Nala disappeared. What can ya do?)
Charles: Hey girl, dad ya miss me?
The second Charles and Skye got home Vorpal attacked them, it was precious.
You fluffy, giant monster, you.
This poor girl. One second she's making key lime pie for Charles, the next she's puking her brains out. I've never had a sim with such bad nausea.
Skye: Well, I guess I better figure out how to break it to him.
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Skye: Hey, Josh! It's Skye, can I talk to Marlow, please? He's out? Shit. Okay, when he gets back can you tell him I'd like to put in a maternity leave request.
Skye: Ow. You don't have to scream. Yes, thank you, I'm kind of excited, mostly fucking terrified. What, Charles? No.. no he doesn't know. I haven't quite figured out that part. I'll get around to it.
Skye: Thank you again Josh. Tell Marlow to call me back as soon as he can, please.
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Charles: Skye, get the phone please!
Skye: I'm in the shower!
Charles: God damnit, alright.
Charles: Hey, Marlow, what's up! You still running that old place? Yeah, I-
Charles: What do you mean Skye called?
Charles: What do you mean maternity leave request?
Charles: Yeah. I'll tell her she got the next few weeks off. Thanks.
Charles: So Marlow gave you the vacation.
Skye: Huh?
Charles: You requested a maternity leave. Weren't you going to tell me, or just let me roll over and see you've disappeared in the night?
Skye: I was, I swear I was going to tell you. I just know you don't like kids, and I was afraid of pissing you off, or-
Charles: Don't you dare ever be scared of making me mad. How could I blame this on you?
Skye: I don't know. I'm sorry.
Charles: Sorry for what? It's both of our faults. It was a mutual failure we didn't use protection.
Skye: So you're okay with it?
Charles: I'm still in shock, and not too excited about little spawn running around making a mess, but I'm going to try. We need a safety word.
Skye: Charles, this isn't the time to talk about sex.
Charles: No, Skye, for when you.. pop.
Charles: How about gumdrop. Or maybe geromino, or bomb's away-
Skye: Do you want to discuss this while I go finish the pies?
Charles: Nah. I've decided peaches. It'll be peaches. That just screams "labor" to me.
Skye: You're an odd one.
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Delilah still exists btw. She's just.. a lizard, so there's nothing to do with her besides stare at her through glass.
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Sigh. Vorpal loves waking these two up at four am. Every fucking morning.
Charles: Goooo aawwaaayyyyyy you damn giant.
Vorpal: Damn rude ass bitches. Just tryna get my food bowl refilled here.
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Since Charles is an athletic health nut, he bugs Skye about going on walks with him every day ♥
Charles: Isn't this crisp air refreshing?
Skye: Not having another being in me would be refreshing.
Since we're pretty fucking poor still, Skye has to go to the library to read pregnancy books. Since, you know, we can't afford anything besides bills. For Christ's sake we still steal food from the community garden.
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how the fuck did you manage to tan half of your body when you're always inside tho
Charles: Good evening.
Skye: Hello- umph!
Skye: That was a nice hello.
Charles: A nice goodbye. I've got to go to work soon.
Skye: One more first please?
Charles: Ugh, Skye.
Skye: Pleeaassseee. It'll make me feel better.
Charles: Sigh. Fine. Change fast, I have to go in 15 minutes, seriously.
Charles isn't gonna be the best with the little ones, but he's still too good for Skye ♥ he always autonomously massages her.
Charles: What's that, little spawn? I'm the best dad in the whole world and you're not even out of the womb yet? Well what do ya know.
Charles: This kid is gonna be a genius. I can feel it.
Skye: Whatever you say.
i s2g i hate when they play rock, paper, scissors, because it always ends in negative moodlets and them fighting
Charles: Skye, come on! Can't you let me win one?
Skye: I can't let you win, Charles. You have to pick the right move.
Charles: This is dumb.
Skye: Okay, one more. Ready?
Skye: One, two..
Charles: Three!
Charles: .....
Skye: .....
Charles: ....
Skye: ....
Skye: WHAT THE HELL, CHARLES? I'M CARRYING YOUR CHILD, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO LET ME WIN.
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Skye: Oh, shit, god. Why, why when he's at work?
Skye: Oh, god. Okay. Breathe slowly. Ah, bubble gum, velociraptor, cream? What was that stupid god damn word?
Skye: Vorpal, get the neighbors girl! Shit. Gumdrop, scissors, apples, pineapple.. what was that fucking word.
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Charles: Vorpal! Where's Skye, girl? Is she home?
Charles: Skye, baby, answer me.
Skye: That's a bird, baby. See it? It's red.
Charles: Skye, god. Why didn't you call me? Your boss just called, congratulating me while I was at work-
Skye: She wanted to look out the window. You'd come home eventually, no reason to rush.
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Charles: Hi, little one. You're beautiful. Look, she has my hair color, but she has your eyes.
Skye: Mhmm. I saw.
Charles: Wait, does it- she even have a name?
Skye: I didn't want to name her without you. The hospital said we have a week to fill out her paperwork. Hey, what was the safety word? I couldn't remember for the life of me when my water broke.
Charles: Peaches.
Skye: Oh, right. Peaches. It was peaches.
Charles: Peaches. Her name is Peaches.
So welcome to the family, Peaches ♥
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He tries, he really does.
Charles: .. What do I do with it now?
Her, Charles. What do you do with her. Not it.
She managed on her own.
Don't worry, kid. It's him, not you.
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Simple nursery for a poor family. Spent nearly everything we had on it.
Skye: Now, just.. stay this time. Don't run around without bottoms on again.
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I love this cute little carrot. It just makes it look like she's always nommin' on veggies.
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sigh
for some reason Skye had to work the first day Peaches was born still so I had to get a babysitter
what are you doing
no
she was asleep
NO
wHY DID YOU LEAVE MY BABY ON THE FLOOR
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Charles: God forsaken babysitter. Left your window open and you on the ground. What the hell is wrong with kids these days.
Charles: Night, Princess.
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Poor Vorpal used to sleep in the room Peaches lives in now, so she just sleeps on the couch now.
This is the first chance I've had to use the changing station, and ohmygod it is fucking adorable. It is. Adorable. So. Precious. My god it's fucking precious.
LOOK HOW CUTE IT IS.
Definitely a mommy's girl.
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CAN I GET A HALLELUJAH FOR THE WALKERS
BECAUSE HALLELUJAH
I HATED TEACHING SKILLS NOW I CAN TRULY BE A LAZY SIMMING PARENT
These two still tell jokes and giggle lots ♥♥
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The only thing he'll autonomously do having to do with Peaches is rock her. And I think it's just because he likes the rocker :|
LOLNO.
*deletes*
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This is how it looks when I hug my dog irl
Big dogs, man. They love hugs more than any other dogs and they just aren't built for it.
it actually makes me really sad so I hug my giant dogs anyway even though I get squashed.
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Vorpal kind of scares me.
She's huge and when she randomly barks it's just.. intensifying. She also knows how to throw some serious shade. This dog, man.
Skye: Good morning baby. You're up before the sun is today.
♥♥
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Charles: Sigh. Thanks for waking me up before ten, Vorpal.
Vorpal: lol time to wake up ya bum
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Skye: ... !
Skye: Oh. I thought you were going to talk. But you just burped. That's okay. My heart can handle the wait.
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Since Charles to pay real attention to his daughter, I make him do the dirty work :)
Charles: What the fuck is Skye feeding this girl?
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Skye reads her recipe books while watching Peaches :3
You cute little thing. I can't wait for you to grow up.
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Charles: Sit, Vorpal. Siiitt. Good girl. You're sitting. Sit.
Charles: Now stay-
Vorpal: Treat? Treat? Master say treat?
Charles: No, sit damnit-
Vorpal: TREAT! MASTER HAS A TREAT AND I MUST STAND TO RECEIVE SAID TREAT!
This paparazzi stalks Skye. She's at our door, day and night. And she's also pregnant, so I'm calling she goes into labor on our fucking lawn soon.
Skye: The door. She's there. I can feel her.
Skye: Huzzah! Cheesesteak for dinner!
Skye: Hmmpphhh.
Skye: Get away from my family.
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Since Charles kinda.. sucks at being a dad, these two spend practically every minute together. They're almost best friends already. Don't get me wrong, Charles tries, he really does. He just.. always gets negative moodlets around Peaches. The man can't help it.
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Charles: You still suck at yoga.
Skye: I can't help it this time.
Charles: What's your excuse this time?
Skye: Well..
Skye: You don't have this little monster tripping over your feet.
Charles: Look, she's doing the tree pose with me. 'Atta girl.
Charles: She'll be a yogi in no time. Won't you, baby?
A family that meditates together stays together.
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I won't tell anybody you're hiding in there, don't worry.
Aaaaaand that's all she wrote. More soon, I promise. I'm really getting into the family. Plus, I have plans, so there's that. I'll try to not break anybody's heart in the process.