International Relations 03 - Seasonal Special!
It's been a while since I did one of these, so I thought it would be fun to do a seasonal version. So no visiting the random pairing generator today, our pairing is going to be (Santa) Finland and Britannia Angel (on top of the Christmas tree). Not a pairing I would usually ever consider, but that's what these genetic experiments are for, right?
Pimp Madame Venus: Again? Can't it wait until after my show?
No.
Pimp Madame Venus: Ugh, fine. Let me set the video recorder and I'll go down to the beach. Again. On my own. At Christmas. Wanker.
So that's her out of the way, let's introduce our happy couple to each other!
Finland: What? Why am I here? Do you know what day it is? I don't have time for this!
Yeah you do. I have a mod that freezes time. Have fun!
Finland: So... um... ever had a near miss with a plane?
Britannia: The fuck do you think I am, a Canadian goose?
Britannia: Planes are fucking boring anyway. Let's talk about me and how great I am.
Whoa, spontaneous hugging already? I've got a good feeling about these two!
Until Finland decides to talk about shoes.
Finland: I hired some new elves this year, they make some really nice shoes. I've got a pair that would look simply fabulous on y-
Britannia: STICK YER SHOES UP YER ARSE.
Finland: HOW VERY DARE YOU. *minus*minus*
Britannia: Let's talk about me again. That went well.
Finland: Oooh oooh ooh! I have an idea, let's talk about making out with you.
Britannia: Excellent idea.
Britannia: And then we could film it!
Finland: I like this idea!
Finland: Wait, nope, changed my mind, that idea stinks.
Anyway, despite the minor disagreements, they're getting on surprisingly well. I decide it's time for them to check each other out.
Like what you see?
Finland: Your offering pleases Santa. I'll leave you a big present.
Finland: So when can I unwrap mine?
Britannia is slightly less impressed with Finland though.
Britannia: Fuck this guy.
*looks down*
Britannia: Actually, on second thought, I would very much like to do that.
Let the flirting begin!
Britannia: So, when can I sit on your lap and tell you what I want for Christmas?
Literally ONE FLIRT and they're in crush.
And then mood whiplash as Britannia stops flirting and starts gossiping about France.
Britannia: ...and that's why he should be on the naughty list.
Finland: Oh wow, that's nasty.
Oh! That was fast!
But they just cuddled. More flirting is required here.
Finland: You look tense, let me take care of that for you.
Dammit, that half-wall gets in the way all the time. It looks lovely, but it mucks up half the bedroom shots. :( Oh well, have a blissed-out angel.
Britannia: Have I told you that I've been very very good this year? And I would really like my present now.
Finland: Teehee!
Bye bye Mystery sim memories, hello first kiss!
I never really noticed before how adorable the dance kiss and slow dance interactions are. eeeeeeeee, they're so cute!
Britannia: Nope, no smoochies. Don't rush me.
Finland: I totally respect your boundaries.
*arse grab*
Finland: Nope nope nope.
Finland: You reject my smoochies, I reject yours right back.
Britannia: But but but that was totally different. :( You hadn't grabbed my arse at that point.
Soooooo they compromise with a little mutual grinding and groping.
Oh, NOW they'll smooch!
And, um, a bit more.
And now they're make-out buddies.
Finland: Your ass is mine! *grabby hands*
Britannia: That means it's true love!
Britannia: While you're down there...
Ha ha! Hahaha, you're funny. No, I don't have those kind of hacks in my game, pervert.
Finland: Welp, making out sure was fun, but I'd really quite like to ravish you now.
Finland: Thank you for my Christmas present, SimGod!
Dunno why I kept this shot. Enjoy it anyway!
That kind of surprised me, I thought the person who initiates the woohooing was the one who fathered the child. I have changed same sex pregnancy hacks though, so I'll have to investigate further.
Finland: Curse those kids and their Christmas mince pie offerings!
OMG OMG OMG THEY ARE SO ADORABLE!
*totally shipping them now*
*only in the game*
*because it makes NO SENSE in reality*
*like IGAF*
Britannia: Hiiiii baby, I'm your daddy!
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
I usually don't bother doing this, but because of a rejected flirt earlier on, Britannia's aspiration was in the red. This was the only thing I could really fulfil. So!
Britannia: Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing.
Britannia: A ring! I don't mean on the phone.
Finland: Oooooooh, shiny!
But there's no time to tie the knot, it's baby time!
Finland: OH SHIT IT HURTS! HELP ME!
I love how Britannia just stands there in the background, daydreaming away.
WHAT?! PREGNANCY SCANNER, WHY U LIE TO ME?!
Britannia: WHAT IS THIS FUCKERY?!
My thoughts exactly!
Baby number one.
Finland: Here, hold this a second.
Baby number two. It's twin girls with Finland's skin tone and Britannia's eyes.
Good thing I gave Finland Britannia and not England. How would I smush that together? Fineng and Landland?
It's toddler time!
Oh dear, poor Finannia has an unfortunate haircut there. Still, in my game, she's lucky to have hair at all. They're pretty cute toddlers overall though.
Wow, that's a hair growth spurt if I ever saw one.
OH MY GOD THEY'RE GORGEOUS! I WANT TO KEEP THEM!
Finannia: Holy crap, I'm stunning!
Yes you are, bb. But why hasn't your sister-
-Oh. Oops. Hee hee. Selected the wrong sim on the ol' sim blender there.
Britland: Yipes, where did those come from?
Britland: Can't stop there, adult life stage, here I go!
Oooh, very nice.
Britland: Nice?! My dad's SANTA, I think you can do better than friggin' nice.
OK, OK! You're a gorgeous smashing knockout and I'm going to do my very best to recreate you in CAS!
Finannia: Haahaha! Check out the monstrosity I aged into!
Better learn to like it, I'm not buying you new clothes for the final photo shoot.
And here they are, adult Britland and Finannia!
Britland.
Finannia.
And while I was posing their twins out on the front lawn, LOOK WHAT THESE TWO HORNY TOADS DID!
Finland: Wanna go again?
Britannia: I thought Santa only came once a year?
Finland: CHALLENGE ACCEPTED.
DON'T YOU DARE!
(They failed.)
And so to round things off, here's a fun little family photo shoot around the giant tree in the garden.
Even Venus was invited.
Merry Christmas!
Pimp Madame Venus: Again? Can't it wait until after my show?
No.
Pimp Madame Venus: Ugh, fine. Let me set the video recorder and I'll go down to the beach. Again. On my own. At Christmas. Wanker.
So that's her out of the way, let's introduce our happy couple to each other!
Finland: What? Why am I here? Do you know what day it is? I don't have time for this!
Yeah you do. I have a mod that freezes time. Have fun!
Finland: So... um... ever had a near miss with a plane?
Britannia: The fuck do you think I am, a Canadian goose?
Britannia: Planes are fucking boring anyway. Let's talk about me and how great I am.
Whoa, spontaneous hugging already? I've got a good feeling about these two!
Until Finland decides to talk about shoes.
Finland: I hired some new elves this year, they make some really nice shoes. I've got a pair that would look simply fabulous on y-
Britannia: STICK YER SHOES UP YER ARSE.
Finland: HOW VERY DARE YOU. *minus*minus*
Britannia: Let's talk about me again. That went well.
Finland: Oooh oooh ooh! I have an idea, let's talk about making out with you.
Britannia: Excellent idea.
Britannia: And then we could film it!
Finland: I like this idea!
Finland: Wait, nope, changed my mind, that idea stinks.
Anyway, despite the minor disagreements, they're getting on surprisingly well. I decide it's time for them to check each other out.
Like what you see?
Finland: Your offering pleases Santa. I'll leave you a big present.
Finland: So when can I unwrap mine?
Britannia is slightly less impressed with Finland though.
Britannia: Fuck this guy.
*looks down*
Britannia: Actually, on second thought, I would very much like to do that.
Let the flirting begin!
Britannia: So, when can I sit on your lap and tell you what I want for Christmas?
Literally ONE FLIRT and they're in crush.
And then mood whiplash as Britannia stops flirting and starts gossiping about France.
Britannia: ...and that's why he should be on the naughty list.
Finland: Oh wow, that's nasty.
Oh! That was fast!
But they just cuddled. More flirting is required here.
Finland: You look tense, let me take care of that for you.
Dammit, that half-wall gets in the way all the time. It looks lovely, but it mucks up half the bedroom shots. :( Oh well, have a blissed-out angel.
Britannia: Have I told you that I've been very very good this year? And I would really like my present now.
Finland: Teehee!
Bye bye Mystery sim memories, hello first kiss!
I never really noticed before how adorable the dance kiss and slow dance interactions are. eeeeeeeee, they're so cute!
Britannia: Nope, no smoochies. Don't rush me.
Finland: I totally respect your boundaries.
*arse grab*
Finland: Nope nope nope.
Finland: You reject my smoochies, I reject yours right back.
Britannia: But but but that was totally different. :( You hadn't grabbed my arse at that point.
Soooooo they compromise with a little mutual grinding and groping.
Oh, NOW they'll smooch!
And, um, a bit more.
And now they're make-out buddies.
Finland: Your ass is mine! *grabby hands*
Britannia: That means it's true love!
Britannia: While you're down there...
Ha ha! Hahaha, you're funny. No, I don't have those kind of hacks in my game, pervert.
Finland: Welp, making out sure was fun, but I'd really quite like to ravish you now.
Finland: Thank you for my Christmas present, SimGod!
Dunno why I kept this shot. Enjoy it anyway!
That kind of surprised me, I thought the person who initiates the woohooing was the one who fathered the child. I have changed same sex pregnancy hacks though, so I'll have to investigate further.
Finland: Curse those kids and their Christmas mince pie offerings!
OMG OMG OMG THEY ARE SO ADORABLE!
*totally shipping them now*
*only in the game*
*because it makes NO SENSE in reality*
*like IGAF*
Britannia: Hiiiii baby, I'm your daddy!
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
I usually don't bother doing this, but because of a rejected flirt earlier on, Britannia's aspiration was in the red. This was the only thing I could really fulfil. So!
Britannia: Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing.
Britannia: A ring! I don't mean on the phone.
Finland: Oooooooh, shiny!
But there's no time to tie the knot, it's baby time!
Finland: OH SHIT IT HURTS! HELP ME!
I love how Britannia just stands there in the background, daydreaming away.
WHAT?! PREGNANCY SCANNER, WHY U LIE TO ME?!
Britannia: WHAT IS THIS FUCKERY?!
My thoughts exactly!
Baby number one.
Finland: Here, hold this a second.
Baby number two. It's twin girls with Finland's skin tone and Britannia's eyes.
Good thing I gave Finland Britannia and not England. How would I smush that together? Fineng and Landland?
It's toddler time!
Oh dear, poor Finannia has an unfortunate haircut there. Still, in my game, she's lucky to have hair at all. They're pretty cute toddlers overall though.
Wow, that's a hair growth spurt if I ever saw one.
OH MY GOD THEY'RE GORGEOUS! I WANT TO KEEP THEM!
Finannia: Holy crap, I'm stunning!
Yes you are, bb. But why hasn't your sister-
-Oh. Oops. Hee hee. Selected the wrong sim on the ol' sim blender there.
Britland: Yipes, where did those come from?
Britland: Can't stop there, adult life stage, here I go!
Oooh, very nice.
Britland: Nice?! My dad's SANTA, I think you can do better than friggin' nice.
OK, OK! You're a gorgeous smashing knockout and I'm going to do my very best to recreate you in CAS!
Finannia: Haahaha! Check out the monstrosity I aged into!
Better learn to like it, I'm not buying you new clothes for the final photo shoot.
And here they are, adult Britland and Finannia!
Britland.
Finannia.
And while I was posing their twins out on the front lawn, LOOK WHAT THESE TWO HORNY TOADS DID!
Finland: Wanna go again?
Britannia: I thought Santa only came once a year?
Finland: CHALLENGE ACCEPTED.
DON'T YOU DARE!
(They failed.)
And so to round things off, here's a fun little family photo shoot around the giant tree in the garden.
Even Venus was invited.
Merry Christmas!