Vikings 2-2, a VDSC

[yarnsim]

Petter's Notebook
Marigold is a happy little girl, she loves to play and can amuse herself for hours.



Good thing too, because I am feeling so sick.

A Case of Laryngitis:
the torch holder cannot leave the house for a week and cannot communicate with anyone in the house or outside the house other than through non-verbal means



I lounge around all day in my pajamas, doing crossword puzzles from the newspaper and playing the piano. It hurts to even whisper, so I've just stopped talking altogether.



Everyone's taking it in stride though. Aloe spends entire days outside, fishing in that little pond. I saw him out there this morning, after he was supposed to have gone to school!! Hedgehog was nowhere to be seen, and I couldn't go out and scold him, that hot sun drains the energy out of me faster than a leaky bathtub.



Yulian came home with Hedgehog the other day. I overheard them laughing about something Lisbet had burned in the kitchen, doesn't surprise me!

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I HATE not being able to talk to my kids or to my Prudence. Crossword puzzles, painting, sleeping ... I'm getting really bored. At least sometimes when I play piano Hedghog will dance along with me and then I feel like I'm doing something with my kids.





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It's a day of new looks. Aloe came out of the bedroom this morning with his hair parted down the middle, long on both sides. He asked me, "What do you think, Dad?" And all I could do was give him a thumbs up.



Prudence got me a new shirt, it's green. She said it goes well with my "complexion" - I just think the short sleeves will be cooler this summer. And she got me a scarf to wrap around my neck. Apparently where she comes from, that's what people do when they get sick like this. Don't see how it will do anything but help me overheat.



But I'll wear it for her.





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Aloe plays so well with Marigold, without even being asked. I was never that kind as a kid, he must get that from his mother.





And if Hedgehog is to be believed, he's joined a dance team at school. Seems about right for him, but since when did our little school have a dance team?? And what exactly does a dance team DO?



Prudence has been teaching Marigold about the potty. Seems like it's sort of slow going this time around.





And all I can do is smile and keep painting (or playing piano, or whatever). SO FRUSTRATING!

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Maybe I'm finally getting the hang of this non talking way of interacting ...







But if Hedgehog plays that stupid pinball machine at 3 o'clock in the morning again ... I think my throat will burst from yelling.

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I tried to fix the garbage machine thing. I thought there was just a screw loose somewhere so it wasn't opening properly. It didn't go well.



Hedgehog said he saw my BONES. I think he was exaggerating, but it was big shock. That's the last time I try to fix anything around here!!! And of course Prudence fixed it after I went to take a bath. :(

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My little girl grew up!



I couldn't even sing happy birthday.

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Aloe and Marigold said the saw something "really scary" on the roof.





Apparently Mom and Dad's urns are missing.



I was surprised too. I mean, where could they have gone? It's not like they're invisible - ghosts are invisible, ashes and urns are not. I didn't move them, Prudence says she didn't move them. Aloe and Marigold certainly didn't move them. And if they are moved ... WHERE ARE THEY?



Aloe's theory is that they got "lightninged" in one of the recent storms.



I hope he's wrong.

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Mattias stopped by today. Said he was worried since he hadn't seen me around recently. He brought some paint.



Said he ordered the wrong color for someone, and since he knew I was working on my house maybe I could use it?
[Mattias, by bondchick_nett]



I told him we were done with the house, but he wouldn't take the paint back. I guess we'll use it eventually.



But eventually was a lot sooner than I expected. When Prudence saw the paint she got really excited and wanted to paint EVERYTHING. NOW. Red is her favorite color. Who knew?!

Paint the town RED!
Change the colour of every single item (including build items/roof etc) in your house to red where possible. Give all your sims blindingly red makeovers. Everything must stay as such for the duration of the week.



She even wanted to dye my hair to match. I thought, why not?



[on the left, Forsythia, from amaryssobellus]

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Mom and Dad's urns have reappeared!! I build a wall around them this time, hopefully that will keep them safe.













[I see you there, Dagny, trying to look all innocent!! It's YOU who is disappearing the pretty lanterns!! Are you also the one that disappeared the urns and made me pull my hair out trying to find them??]

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Teenagers - I have TWO teenagers!





And they're just as grumpy as I remember being.



Why is it that being a teenager is just so ... aggravating?



Prudence's response, when I asked her, was "Hormones. Just hormones, darling.



And by the time we're adults, we're so used to the hormones that they make use goofy instead of grumpy!"





Speak for yourself.



If I start now, maybe I can guide Marigold to her teenage years safely, without the grumpy. I'd hate for her to frown all the time when I love her smile so much.

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Aloe skipped school again today. But he was fishing, and I can't bear to interrupt the fishing. He looks calm, almost happy ...



Prudence just walked in and said "Surprise!" I said, "Surprise what?" and looked up. She didn't have to say anything else - we're going to have a baby!!



I never expected to have another - number four for us!! I'm going to call Lisbet and tell her the good news! And then order more grocceries. I know Prudence and I know pregnancy, we are going to need more food in this house!



This time around, I'm going to make her red food, to go with her current obssession.

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Hedgehog brought home a great report card today. He was so proud of himself.





Just as proud, in fact, as Aloe was when he caught a good sized bass in the pond this afternoon. I just wish Aloe would do as well in school as he does at fishing.

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This pregnancy is hard on Prudence. She's always hungry.



And between her and the two teenagers, food goes fast in this house. Speaking of those two, I wish that some of Hedgehog's study skills would rub off on Aloe.



He doesn't like to do his homework. And then he pouts when he gets bad grades. Seriously. I try to help, but ... DO YOUR HOMEWORK!



Unfortunately, Aloe is rubbing off on Marigold too. I wish she'd follow in Hedgehog's footsteps instead, but no. I sit with her almost every night and help her study, but she doesn't finish anything and her grades are awful.



I'm secretly worried for them.

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Dandelion Viking











His time with us was too brief. After he was born Piper came over, to help out while Prudence rested. But it all went wrong after that. Someone came and took him away.



And what's more, Marigold never came home from school. The woman who took Dandelion said something about Marigold, but I was too distraught to listen.



What has happened to my baby girl? To my tiny, helpless little boy?





What have we done?













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Aloe's Notebook
I stood at the easel painting all that night. I could not believe what happened. And that Mom and Dad just stood there, doing nothing to try to get them back. I wish I had run after that lady, grabbed Dandelion, and run far far away.



But wishing doesn't bring them back, because there we all were at the breakfast table this morning and no Marigold. Mom said maybe if we get enough money together we can get them back.



I think it's worth a try, I'll sell all my paintings and give every last simoleon to the "Get Marigold and Dandelion Back" fund. But Dad said no. WHY NOT?

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The house has been quiet and depressing since they were taken. That's why I thought Hedgehog's idea was a brilliant one.



Someone at school gave him a phone number for this old lady. You call her up and she comes over with her crystal ball. You give her some money, and she finds you a perfect date!



Since Dad said no to getting them back with money, I thought it sounded like just the thing. Maybe it would cheer me up.



[meanwhile ... ]



Hedgehog tried it too.



[Kelsey, by upendoaushi]



At least his date talked to him.



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Dad had one of his friend's over today, the one who brought us all that red paint awhile back.



I could hear Dad's hollering all the way in the living room. He was yelling about Marigold and Dandelion again.



He said, "You know everything that happens around here Mattias, HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW THIS?" Maybe if we gave him lots of money he would know. =/

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Hedgehog was really worked up tonight. Something grandma and grandad's ashes and a fire on the roof and "ahhhh"





But I wasn't really paying attention.





Maybe he was just trying to be funny.

But if there really was a fire on the roof and those urns were gone ... gosh. They're really important to Dad, I can't even imagine what would happen he lost those too. Maybe I should go check?

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Notes:
- I nearly cried when Marigold and Dandelion were taken. As much as I'm telling a story here, I'm telling their story as it happens. I rolled a die to see if Petter would be able to get them back, and I rolled "no." :'(
- can anyone from pixel_trade verify the "legitimacy" of hidden_kitten's multi PT hack for P_T legacies like this? The picking of heirs is at hand and I'm doubting myself.

Featuring sims by bondchick_nett.
Multi polli tech set by hidden_kitten (it is here, but this mts2 link is more easier for downloading.)
Also including sims by needlecream, amaryssobellus, and upendoaushi

Past updates are in the archive!

*i may reply with my other journal (eleme) cuz i r forgetful!*

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