The Life and Times of Meadow Thayer: 1.3
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The Thayer Legacy is a joint production between Amy (shoefleesims) and her sister Jess (wiggly_toes).
[50 IMAGES, ADULT SITUATIONS, DRAAAMAAAA]
LAST TIME on the Life and Times of Meadow Thayer: Meadow discovered gas-cans in her backyard. She and Don bonded over decorating her home and eating pizza, before going on their first date to a fancy restaurant. When we left off, Meadow and Don had left the restaurant, only to be confronted by a very angry looking woman!
The next morning, I sat down to a bowl of my favorite cereal (Crunch-Os. They're Crunchtastic!). But as I ate, my mind kept drifting back to last night, and what had happened after my date with Don.
That red-haired woman had stomped right over to Don and started to scream.
Nina: I thought you said you were in SimCity Hospital visiting your sick aunt! And here I find you with this TRAMP!
Don: Nina, you need to stop telling lies. You know we broke up over a month ago!
Nina: What are you talking about, Don? We were just together the other night!
Don: Nina, you need to stop this. I still care about you, but its time to move on. We're just friends now!
Nina: You cheating bastard!
And then she slapped him right across his face so hard I thought he must be seeing stars! All I could do was stand there and look on in shock.
Don seemed furious.
Don: NINA CALIENTE, THAT IS ENOUGH! JUST GO. I don't ever want to see your face again. Just LEAVE!
As the still-angry Nina stalked off into the darkness, Don turned and wrapped his arms around me. He told me he was so sorry that she had ruined our first date. He said she was just hurt and confused and probably a bit crazy. Part of me felt a sliver of doubt. But this was Don! He'd never lie to me, would he?
Just then, I heard a noise outside. It was Don's voice, calling my name! I hurried outside just in time to see him bending down over my flower beds.
Meadow: Oh, Don! You planted me flowers?
Don: I thought if I planted some flowers it would distract from how shabby your house looks.
Meadow: Oh Don, you're so sweet!
Don: Yeah, I know. Why don't we go out to a club tomorrow night?
Meadow: To celebrate my first day of work?
Don: Oh, uhhh.... sure.
Meadow: Awesome! I have to stop by the orphanage after for Abby's birthday, but we can go to the club later that night!
The next day was my first day working at Simlogical Laboratories. I was, of course, just a rat cage cleaner. But they weren't just any rats! They were North Simlandian White Tree-Dwelling Rats! The Simlogical Laboratory was doing a study on their secretive mating habits. It was quite fascinating. For example, did you know that male North Simlandian White Tree-Dwelling Rats dip their long tails in mashed up berries to add bright color and attract mates? Neither did I, but it was so cool!
I finished cleaning the 152 cages in only 20 minutes! (Luckily for me, North Simlandian White Tree-Dwelling Rats are very fastidious. It's even been said that they might be the only rats with OCD.) My boss, Dr. Hamalamba, noticed my enthusiasm and took me aside to show me some interesting algae samples he was studying in a side project.
When my shift at the lab was over, I changed into my normal clothes and headed straight to the orphanage. Sally seemed especially happy to see me again. I think she was excited to hear all about what she referred to as my "crazy exciting adult life".
It was Abby's birthday, and she couldn't stop exclaiming over how she was finally going to be old enough to start training to play tennis professionally.
We all sat down to dinner. Sally couldn't stop talking about Don and asking me if he was a good kisser. I don't think Sister Mary Clarence approved much of her choice in conversation.
Sister Mary Clarence: You need to be careful around men like Don Lothario, Meadow.
Meadow: What do you mean, Sister? Don has always been a perfect gentleman.
Soon, it was time for Abby to blow out the candles on her birthday cake.
Everyone: MAKE A WISH, ABBY!
Abby: Hmm... I know just what to wish for...
Mary-Sue: Are ye wishin' fer a tennis racket?
Abby: SHHHHH! I can't tell you or it won't come true, Mary Sue!
Mary-Sue: Sorry!
Abby spun around and it was like she was growing up right before our eyes. (I wonder if she felt like Sparkles were exploding around her?)
Abby turned into a beautiful teen. I'm sure if there were boys at the Orphanage, Abby would have a date in minutes.
After the party, we all went outside and Sister Mary Clarence took a few pictures of all of us. This isn't the best one, but its my favorite because none of us are really looking at the camera and Silvia insisted on doing this ridiculous pose! I laugh every time I look at it.
Later that night, I met up with Don outside of P.U.R.E, a new club Downtown. I'd stopped at Cold Issue Clothing on my way home from work and bought a new dress. I was a little nervous about what Don would think, but he immediately told me how nice I looked. I felt even better when he sent me into giggles with a joke about this old lady he'd seen spilling her groceries all over the sidewalk after tripping over the empty soda can he'd tossed aside. I know it sounds a bit mean, but he made it sound so amusing!
We headed inside and Don pulled me right onto the dance floor. Everyone was smustling all over the floor.
Don seemed to be having a particularly good time, which made me happy as well.
Later, he led me over to the bar. I wasn't sure if I should drink because I'd never done it before, but Don assured me it would be fine.
Don: Oh come on, Meadow. You're a big girl, aren't you? Drink up!
He was right, it wasn't that bad. Well, the first drink tasted awful, but by the third and forth I was feeling so warm and fuzzy and everything tasted great!
I don't know if it was the drinks or what, but Don just couldn't stop laughing at this guy on the dance floor!
I was starting to feel a bit tired, so Don drove me back to my house. He came inside and we sat down on the couch to cuddle.
I was just feeling so great I didn't even mind when Don starting kissing me. His arms wrapped around my body and he pulled me close and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.
Don: Come on, Meadow. Let's go somewhere more comfortable.
Meadow: I- Oh, sure, Don!
In what seemed like a blink of an eye, Don and I were laying on my mattress.
Don: See, I told you this would be more comfortable.
Meadow: You're right!
I couldn't stop giggling as his hands slid over my body.
Soon we were kissing again. He tasted like cigarattes and liquor.
What happened next was a blur. I remember him somehow pushing up my skirt. Then there was pain and- everything else is just a fuzzy blur of memories.
I have one other memory of that night; opening my eyes to see Don laying across from me, our hands meeting across the sheets to clasp together. And then I fell asleep. When I woke up, he was gone.
The next day I decided to take a walk down to the park to look for birds. I was walking by a particularly old and beautiful mansion when I glanced up and saw someone familiar in the window.
Was that... Don? Who was he yelling at? I used my binoculars to look closer and gasped in recognition. That was Mortimer Goth, that old man who had yelled at me in the middle of the Oldies yard sale. This must be the old Goth Manor I'd heard about. But why was Don in there, and what was he yelling about? I had to know.
I moved down to the far end of the fence so nobody would see me coming through the gate. I took a few large steps back and then cleared the fence with a running leap.
Hoping no one had seen me, I immediately dropped to my knees and elbows and crawled across the lawn.
I passed by numerous windows, but I could only hope that no one was looking down at the lawn and I wouldn't be spotted. In a short moment, I reached the backyard of Goth Manor.
It looked like it was set up for a wedding. But who was getting married? Surely not old crabby Mortimer...
But that didn't matter. I just HAD to know what Don was up to. I made my way up to the steps and to the back door. I was shocked to find it unlocked! So I carefully, quietly sneaked inside.
I made my way silently through the back room and hid behind the door frame as Don and Mortimer argued just a few feet away.
Don: She's just a friend of mine, Morty! Stop being so damn suspicious.
Mortimer: Friend my arse. She's probably a trollop just like all the other women you spend time with. You don't deserve my-
Before I could find out what Don apparently didn't deserve, I was startled by the sound of someone coming down the stairs. I jumped back in shock as a tall pig-tailed woman clomped past me.
Cassandra: DON, you're here! Come outside, I have something to show you!
Shooting one last glare at Mortimer, Don headed towards Cassandra and right in my direction. I think my heart jumped right into my throat!
Cassandra: Did you leave that back door open, Don?
Don: Wasn't me, Cass. It was probably you. You're always forgetting the most obvious things.
I'd barely manage to throw myself on the floor and roll behind the couch. Thankfully, neither Don nor the girl named Cass seemed to care to look down. As soon as they were out the door, I followed silently behind.
The woman led Don over to the arch I'd seen earlier.
Cassandra: See, Daddy got the planners to set everything set up for the wedding, just so we could see how it might look. My family all agreed to take a private plane in from the city. Oh Don, I can't wait!
Oh. So this Cass was the one getting married? Then what was Don doing here?
Cassandra: Just think, Don. In just a few months, I'll be Mrs. Cassandra Lothario.
And then Don, my Don, wrapped his arms around that woman and kissed her like he'd kissed me just last night.
Don... was engaged?!? To Cassandra Goth? How could it be? Why did he never tell me? Why did I believe him when he said that diamond ring was a gift from his mob cousin Vince Simprano?
I felt like I stood there for hours, even after Don and his fiance went inside.
Finally, as the sun set behind me, I turned and ran off across the lawn.
Before I could even reach the gate, I stopped short as flashing lights caught my eye. It was the police! Oh no! They'd spotted me! I was going to jail for trespassing!!!
---------------------------PRODUCTION NOTES-----------------------------
- Don Lothario is so hot.
- The scenes with Meadow jumping over the fence and crawling through the Goth's yard were done with the Army obstacle course career reward and excessive use of Move Objects On.
- SMOOGLE.
- Did anyone catch the special guest appearance in this episode? Cookies for the first person to mention who and where it was.
- Don would not stop laughing at the people on the dance floor.
- Speaking of the dance floor, all the wrong people kept showing up. Both Nina AND Cassandra showed up at one point. Talk about AWKWARD!
- Hottie Bartender: *is hot*
- This update was brought to you by a Lindor Truffle sugar high. Amy and Jess suggest drinking diet coke with your truffles for maximum sugar high-ness.
The Thayer Legacy is a joint production between Amy (shoefleesims) and her sister Jess (wiggly_toes).
[50 IMAGES, ADULT SITUATIONS, DRAAAMAAAA]
LAST TIME on the Life and Times of Meadow Thayer: Meadow discovered gas-cans in her backyard. She and Don bonded over decorating her home and eating pizza, before going on their first date to a fancy restaurant. When we left off, Meadow and Don had left the restaurant, only to be confronted by a very angry looking woman!
The next morning, I sat down to a bowl of my favorite cereal (Crunch-Os. They're Crunchtastic!). But as I ate, my mind kept drifting back to last night, and what had happened after my date with Don.
That red-haired woman had stomped right over to Don and started to scream.
Nina: I thought you said you were in SimCity Hospital visiting your sick aunt! And here I find you with this TRAMP!
Don: Nina, you need to stop telling lies. You know we broke up over a month ago!
Nina: What are you talking about, Don? We were just together the other night!
Don: Nina, you need to stop this. I still care about you, but its time to move on. We're just friends now!
Nina: You cheating bastard!
And then she slapped him right across his face so hard I thought he must be seeing stars! All I could do was stand there and look on in shock.
Don seemed furious.
Don: NINA CALIENTE, THAT IS ENOUGH! JUST GO. I don't ever want to see your face again. Just LEAVE!
As the still-angry Nina stalked off into the darkness, Don turned and wrapped his arms around me. He told me he was so sorry that she had ruined our first date. He said she was just hurt and confused and probably a bit crazy. Part of me felt a sliver of doubt. But this was Don! He'd never lie to me, would he?
Just then, I heard a noise outside. It was Don's voice, calling my name! I hurried outside just in time to see him bending down over my flower beds.
Meadow: Oh, Don! You planted me flowers?
Don: I thought if I planted some flowers it would distract from how shabby your house looks.
Meadow: Oh Don, you're so sweet!
Don: Yeah, I know. Why don't we go out to a club tomorrow night?
Meadow: To celebrate my first day of work?
Don: Oh, uhhh.... sure.
Meadow: Awesome! I have to stop by the orphanage after for Abby's birthday, but we can go to the club later that night!
The next day was my first day working at Simlogical Laboratories. I was, of course, just a rat cage cleaner. But they weren't just any rats! They were North Simlandian White Tree-Dwelling Rats! The Simlogical Laboratory was doing a study on their secretive mating habits. It was quite fascinating. For example, did you know that male North Simlandian White Tree-Dwelling Rats dip their long tails in mashed up berries to add bright color and attract mates? Neither did I, but it was so cool!
I finished cleaning the 152 cages in only 20 minutes! (Luckily for me, North Simlandian White Tree-Dwelling Rats are very fastidious. It's even been said that they might be the only rats with OCD.) My boss, Dr. Hamalamba, noticed my enthusiasm and took me aside to show me some interesting algae samples he was studying in a side project.
When my shift at the lab was over, I changed into my normal clothes and headed straight to the orphanage. Sally seemed especially happy to see me again. I think she was excited to hear all about what she referred to as my "crazy exciting adult life".
It was Abby's birthday, and she couldn't stop exclaiming over how she was finally going to be old enough to start training to play tennis professionally.
We all sat down to dinner. Sally couldn't stop talking about Don and asking me if he was a good kisser. I don't think Sister Mary Clarence approved much of her choice in conversation.
Sister Mary Clarence: You need to be careful around men like Don Lothario, Meadow.
Meadow: What do you mean, Sister? Don has always been a perfect gentleman.
Soon, it was time for Abby to blow out the candles on her birthday cake.
Everyone: MAKE A WISH, ABBY!
Abby: Hmm... I know just what to wish for...
Mary-Sue: Are ye wishin' fer a tennis racket?
Abby: SHHHHH! I can't tell you or it won't come true, Mary Sue!
Mary-Sue: Sorry!
Abby spun around and it was like she was growing up right before our eyes. (I wonder if she felt like Sparkles were exploding around her?)
Abby turned into a beautiful teen. I'm sure if there were boys at the Orphanage, Abby would have a date in minutes.
After the party, we all went outside and Sister Mary Clarence took a few pictures of all of us. This isn't the best one, but its my favorite because none of us are really looking at the camera and Silvia insisted on doing this ridiculous pose! I laugh every time I look at it.
Later that night, I met up with Don outside of P.U.R.E, a new club Downtown. I'd stopped at Cold Issue Clothing on my way home from work and bought a new dress. I was a little nervous about what Don would think, but he immediately told me how nice I looked. I felt even better when he sent me into giggles with a joke about this old lady he'd seen spilling her groceries all over the sidewalk after tripping over the empty soda can he'd tossed aside. I know it sounds a bit mean, but he made it sound so amusing!
We headed inside and Don pulled me right onto the dance floor. Everyone was smustling all over the floor.
Don seemed to be having a particularly good time, which made me happy as well.
Later, he led me over to the bar. I wasn't sure if I should drink because I'd never done it before, but Don assured me it would be fine.
Don: Oh come on, Meadow. You're a big girl, aren't you? Drink up!
He was right, it wasn't that bad. Well, the first drink tasted awful, but by the third and forth I was feeling so warm and fuzzy and everything tasted great!
I don't know if it was the drinks or what, but Don just couldn't stop laughing at this guy on the dance floor!
I was starting to feel a bit tired, so Don drove me back to my house. He came inside and we sat down on the couch to cuddle.
I was just feeling so great I didn't even mind when Don starting kissing me. His arms wrapped around my body and he pulled me close and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.
Don: Come on, Meadow. Let's go somewhere more comfortable.
Meadow: I- Oh, sure, Don!
In what seemed like a blink of an eye, Don and I were laying on my mattress.
Don: See, I told you this would be more comfortable.
Meadow: You're right!
I couldn't stop giggling as his hands slid over my body.
Soon we were kissing again. He tasted like cigarattes and liquor.
What happened next was a blur. I remember him somehow pushing up my skirt. Then there was pain and- everything else is just a fuzzy blur of memories.
I have one other memory of that night; opening my eyes to see Don laying across from me, our hands meeting across the sheets to clasp together. And then I fell asleep. When I woke up, he was gone.
The next day I decided to take a walk down to the park to look for birds. I was walking by a particularly old and beautiful mansion when I glanced up and saw someone familiar in the window.
Was that... Don? Who was he yelling at? I used my binoculars to look closer and gasped in recognition. That was Mortimer Goth, that old man who had yelled at me in the middle of the Oldies yard sale. This must be the old Goth Manor I'd heard about. But why was Don in there, and what was he yelling about? I had to know.
I moved down to the far end of the fence so nobody would see me coming through the gate. I took a few large steps back and then cleared the fence with a running leap.
Hoping no one had seen me, I immediately dropped to my knees and elbows and crawled across the lawn.
I passed by numerous windows, but I could only hope that no one was looking down at the lawn and I wouldn't be spotted. In a short moment, I reached the backyard of Goth Manor.
It looked like it was set up for a wedding. But who was getting married? Surely not old crabby Mortimer...
But that didn't matter. I just HAD to know what Don was up to. I made my way up to the steps and to the back door. I was shocked to find it unlocked! So I carefully, quietly sneaked inside.
I made my way silently through the back room and hid behind the door frame as Don and Mortimer argued just a few feet away.
Don: She's just a friend of mine, Morty! Stop being so damn suspicious.
Mortimer: Friend my arse. She's probably a trollop just like all the other women you spend time with. You don't deserve my-
Before I could find out what Don apparently didn't deserve, I was startled by the sound of someone coming down the stairs. I jumped back in shock as a tall pig-tailed woman clomped past me.
Cassandra: DON, you're here! Come outside, I have something to show you!
Shooting one last glare at Mortimer, Don headed towards Cassandra and right in my direction. I think my heart jumped right into my throat!
Cassandra: Did you leave that back door open, Don?
Don: Wasn't me, Cass. It was probably you. You're always forgetting the most obvious things.
I'd barely manage to throw myself on the floor and roll behind the couch. Thankfully, neither Don nor the girl named Cass seemed to care to look down. As soon as they were out the door, I followed silently behind.
The woman led Don over to the arch I'd seen earlier.
Cassandra: See, Daddy got the planners to set everything set up for the wedding, just so we could see how it might look. My family all agreed to take a private plane in from the city. Oh Don, I can't wait!
Oh. So this Cass was the one getting married? Then what was Don doing here?
Cassandra: Just think, Don. In just a few months, I'll be Mrs. Cassandra Lothario.
And then Don, my Don, wrapped his arms around that woman and kissed her like he'd kissed me just last night.
Don... was engaged?!? To Cassandra Goth? How could it be? Why did he never tell me? Why did I believe him when he said that diamond ring was a gift from his mob cousin Vince Simprano?
I felt like I stood there for hours, even after Don and his fiance went inside.
Finally, as the sun set behind me, I turned and ran off across the lawn.
Before I could even reach the gate, I stopped short as flashing lights caught my eye. It was the police! Oh no! They'd spotted me! I was going to jail for trespassing!!!
---------------------------PRODUCTION NOTES-----------------------------
- Don Lothario is so hot.
- The scenes with Meadow jumping over the fence and crawling through the Goth's yard were done with the Army obstacle course career reward and excessive use of Move Objects On.
- SMOOGLE.
- Did anyone catch the special guest appearance in this episode? Cookies for the first person to mention who and where it was.
- Don would not stop laughing at the people on the dance floor.
- Speaking of the dance floor, all the wrong people kept showing up. Both Nina AND Cassandra showed up at one point. Talk about AWKWARD!
- Hottie Bartender: *is hot*
- This update was brought to you by a Lindor Truffle sugar high. Amy and Jess suggest drinking diet coke with your truffles for maximum sugar high-ness.