The Rose Legacy - Chapter 2.1
Last time on the Rose Legacy some stuff happened. Then people grew up, people went to school and some other stuff happened too. It was pretty cool. Don't believe me? Well then...well that sucks.But seriously, just check it out for yourself. Please? [insert desperate smile here]
Previous Chapters: 1.1 1.2 1.3
We left off last time with Cohen stepping out on his own, of his own free will, and marrying the lovely and beautiful Elena.
Cohen: "I didn't leave of my own free will! I miss my mommy! I wanted to stay with Mommy and Wynn and we'd be happy."
Yup, he's loving his new life. He's got an awesome house, and an awesome wife.
Well, okay, he did have a few mom issues.
Mia: "Cohen, honey, darling, you need to stop calling me at 3 in the morning. I'm serious. I'll come over here and burn your house down."
Cohen: "Aww Mommy I love you too."
Mia: "*eyeroll*Great. Awesome, glad to hear it. Come to your sisters birthday party mmmkay?"
Honestly though, life at the house was a little boring without Cohen.
Mia: "Mwuah! It's perfect! I just kicked this bitch up a notch Wynn. You want some?"
Wynn: "Sure sure fine, whatever. Crazy."
OH MY GOODNESS WYNN GET OUTSIDE NOW!
Wynn: "Why?"
Your future babies are being lugged around by a postal service worker! GO GO GO!!! GREEET HIM!!!!!
Wynn: "Okay dude, I'm like, 14 or whatever, but I'm like, supposed to have babies and shit after I become an adult, but like, I can never get married, which, I dunno, I think that sucks. But like, anyway, my creator person is all like "Talk to that guy" and "Don't let him get away, we need his sperm." But dude, like I said, I'm 14. I'm thinking about math and shit, not babies or sperm. You get what I'm saying?"
Bernard: "I think so? Wait, did you just ask me for my sperm later?"
Wynn: "Maybe, I dunno. What? Don't be a perv dude! I just asked you to help with my homework. Sheesh. Creep."
Bernard: "*Blink*"
Regardless of Wynn's verbal diarrhea Bernard agreed to stay and build a relationship for later sperm donoragehelp Wynn with her homework.
Wynn spent the next few days calling, e-mailing and generally stalking Bernard, under my direct mind control of course. While all this was going on Mia was working towards maxing her athletic skill. For work. Obviously. It certainly wasn't because it's funny to watch an aging woman sweat it out for hours and hours on end. Nope. Not. at. all.
The days passed, as they are wont to do, and finally it was time for Mia's transition into baby-making timeadult-hood.
Cohen: "*sob* Oh Wynnie dear I've missed you so much. It's so quiet and lonely in that big ol' house. *sob*gasp*"
Wynn: "Cohen *gasp* can't *stutter* breathe!"
Hank: "Aww, it's nice to see your children getting along."
After that all the guests started showing up. Including our favorite baby daddy to be.
Bernard: "I brought pancakes *grin*"
No comment on the whole, using you for babies thing?
Bernard: "No no really, it's okay. It wasn't much work to make these pancakes. Please, think nothing of it."
Ah, good ol' denial.
The party was a raucous success. People danced, well, mostly Wynn and Bernard. People chatted, that fat guy with the beard insulted someone, Cohen stalked his mother. You know, the ush. It was a goodtime.
But eventually it was time for Wynn to take the dive into maturity.
Cohen: "Yay! Birthday cakes!"
Wynn: "*sigh* Idiot."
Bernard seemed to be the most pleased about things.
Bernard: "I get to make sexy-tiems with her *grin*"
Wynn: "Uh, what did he just say?"
Bernard: "Just don't make eye contact. Just don't make eye contact!"
Cohen: "My little sister is all growed up! Baaaaaah!!!!*sob*"
Yea, Cohen cries A LOT. I don't even know why. Seriously. It's annoying.
Everybody, please join me in welcoming our generation 2 heir, Wynn Rose! Her traits are: Green Thumb, Workaholic, Angler, Artistic, Virtuoso. Her favorite colour is aqua, she loves kids music and...some food. I don't know what. Also, she wants to be a Master of the Arts, and master her painting and guitar skill.
Oh yea, and she's fucking gorgeous *luffs*
Wynn: "So yea, this is awkward. You know, with the whole, baby thing."
Bernard: "It doesn't have to be awkward. I mean, we could just, you know, forget it? Get to know each other maybe?"
Wynn: "You'd do that? You're not like, thinking of a way to run away yet?"
Bernard: "Nope. I like you, you're a sweet person."
Wynn was pretty taken with Bernard. He was accepting of her, and this weird situation Wynn was in, and she kinda realized then that she really liked him. At least enough to make him her first kiss.
Wynn: "So uh, you wanna go steady then?"
Bernard: "I'd like that."
Wynn: "Want to uh, see my bedroom."
Bernard: "*happy dances* Yea, uh, sure, if you want to."
So it seemed the "take it slow" plan was off the table and the "jump straight in feet first" was up next.
Bernard: "Heh heh heh, boobies."
Hank: "So have you impregnated my daughter yet?"
Bernard: "*gulp*"
Yea, Hank knows what's up, and what's really important.
Unfortunately it seemed that Bernard's little guys didn't, so he and Wynn had a busy night.
Since Wynn was now, officially, the "torch bearer" of this legacy, it was time for her to take over the care of the garden. If I'm going to get those points, she needs to get started on maxing her gardening skill.
Wynn: "But this is dirty! My nails are broken and EW THERE'S A BUG! EEK! GET IT OFF GET IT OFF GET IT OFF!!!"
*eyeroll* Shut up and stop being such a girl *whipcrack* Back to work!
As heir she's also obligated to give me babies.
Wynn: "*Blargh* Oh gosh! *blech* Damn, there goes my liver."
Wynn's a puker. This pregnancy is not looking good.
Mia's pretty self-sufficient now, so she gets a lot of time to do what she wants. Which mostly includes things like freaking out at the mailbox.
Mia: "WHY IS THERE NO MAIL FOR ME?! WHY DO YOU TAUNT ME SO CRUELLY MAILBOX!!"
And when she's not doing that, she's down at the pool, feeling good about herself because she can beat old men at breath holding competitions.
Oh yea, and sometime around here, or possibly a lot earlier, well, definitely a lot earlier, the house got a bit of a makeover. Not much, just been extended a bit.
Aaaand an aerial view. For those of you that like that sort of thing.
I'm kind of a fan of the bedrooms. Mia's is so peaceful and full of wicker, and Wynn's is so...aqua, and...neat. :D
A couple days later Wynn woke up as the sun was rising so she could bump.
Wynn: "Hello baby. I'm your mommy and I'm going to lo- oh gosh I'm going to vomit!"
Oh yea, she's still throwing up. The poor dear.
Since she was still making with the vomit I sent her back to bed. Oh yea, she's also exhausted.
But hello mister maid. Care to make a donation?
Yea, I woke her up to chat up the sexy male maid.
Dave: "And then her husband was all, 'I'll kill you if you ever step foot in this house again!' It was hilarious!"
Wynn: "Sounds like...fun..."
Oh Mia honey, what's wrong?
Mia: "I don't want Wynn to cheat on Bernard with that male maid. I want her to be in love and be happy."
What? How did you know- I mean *shifty eyes* Oh sweety, that's not going to happen. I wouldn't let Wynn cheat.
Mia: "Yes you would! *sob* You'd muh-muh-make *hic* her!"
Oy, sensitive much? Would seeing Hank make you feel better darling?
Mia: "*hic* Yuh-yuh-yes! *sob*"
Mia: "Oh Hank! It's so awful! Wynn is going to cheat on her boyfriend, I just know it and that's so terrible! I feel so responsible."
Uh Mia, PDA's in front of Hank's girlfriend may not be the best idea. No? Not listening? Awesome.
Hank: "There there love. Why do you feel responsible?"
Mia: "You know, because of uh, you're girlfriend? And the whole, cheating thing. In fact, I was thinking, Hank, darling, would you leave Pauline?"
Hank: "For you? Sure thing, she's an old hag anyway. And our ugly ass kid has a monkey mouth."
Pauline: "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!"
Mia: "Oy, what's her problem?"
Uh, that would be you dearie. You're her problem.
Mia: "So baby, now that you've dumped that wench, do you want to be my boyfriend?"
Really Mia? You think that's appropriate at this time?
So Mia took off at this point, leaving Hank to deal with his family.
Hank: "I'm sorry you're offended but son, seriously, you have a monkey face, and you're ugly. Deal with it."
Wynn: "What's that melon? Kill everyone? Of course melon, whatever you say melon. I will obey you master melon. Oooobbbbeeeeyyy."
o.0 I have the feeling I'm going to have to do something about that melon thing later.
So we're in agreement? No more melons?
Wynn: "I planted the melon. Now we'll always have melons!"
Awesome. Great, glad that happened *thumbs up* /sarcasm.
So why does Mia look so...happy?
BIRFDAY CAKES!
Everyone loves Birfday cakes. They are made of rainbows, smiles, and the tears of small Guatemalan children. Oh wait, sorry that last one is sneakers. Ooops. I always mix those two up.
Mia: "Mmmkay, I have a point to bring up. Namely, I don't want wrinkles, or old age. So, let's postpone y/y?"
N/n.
Mia: "Yea, I think I was right with my postponing idea. This doesn't feel good."
Mia: "Yowch! I was totally right."
Eh, suck it up.
Mia: "I will hate you forever."
*pouts* Mmm, that's bad news bears. Sad days.
Really Mia should be mad at Wynn. She played guitar through the whole thing.
Wynn: "Nuh-uh! I was helping. I heard that music soothes the savage beast, and I know how cranky elders can be...well you do the math."
Mia: "This sucks. I hate my life."
I hate that hair, so let's fix this whole, thing you have going on okay?
So then Mia went downtown and made BFF's with Malcolm Landgraab, who is apparently fat as well as unattractive in TS3. Poor kid.
Mia may be old but she's still smoking hot in her work outfit. She's a foxy lady.
Also, her carpool is a fucking limo. Bad ass Mia, bad ass.
Not that Wynn noticed. She was too busy rocking out with her socks out in the park.
Wynn: "I'm making music. It's fun!"
Sure it sweetheart. You're also about to pass out, so go on home to bed.
Why are you up? It's late and you're tired.
Wynn: "I don't know, I feel funny."
Funny how? Funny ha ha or funny I'm having a baby?
Wynn: "Ooff! It's the latter I think!"
Wynn: "Oh gosh, is that really what I look like?"
Wynn! Focus on what's happening! Not your reflection!
Wynn: "Yay! Sparklies!"
Wynn: "Oh, who's a pretty little girl? You are! Oh yes you are! I think I'm going to name you Chuck. Because you're pretty."
I don't see the relation, but sure, have fun with that. I'm just glad you had a girl. *checks family tree* Wynn...why does she have no father?
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Well, that's it for this update! The next shouldn't be too far away, so I hope you enjoyed it and we'll see you next time :)