Sunday 29 May 2011

sims 3 Legacy Challenge week 2

The budding new relationship between Maria and Torgo, and those first kisses encouraged Marias mood more than anything ever had. The good mood lasted a couple of days, long enough to get two promotions at work! First to a traffic cop (which actually seemed more like a step back, but they said it was a promotion, and she did get more simoleans) and then to a patrol officer. A bobby on the beat, her dad would be so proud (if he had not died lighting a birthday cake)
She added a toilet to the shed and bought an easel with one days paycheque. Her mother had been a wonderful artist, and it was clear that Maria had inherited the trait.


Her painting was so good the local school asked her to give the kids a few lessons.


She met Leighton at the library this week. He really is a nice guy, she couldn't help but mentioning that she found him attractive. But she was mad for Torgo, and didn't take it further. It's clear he liked her too, they both share a want to have lots of family around them.
Finding a meal each evening was becoming Maria's main problem, even taking part in an eating competition didn't keep her full more than a day. So she Ordered a fridge and hid it behind the shed.


She had taken to telling everyone, even Torgo, that she was staying else where and having a home big home built on the land, she could just claim the fridge was for snacks while work was being done if anybody asked.
The mood Torgo had put her in, and the want for a family of her own meant Maria had nothing to loose, and a fridge was not all she spent her simoleans on that day.


Would Torgo feel the same though? He did, he did.
He waited no time in saying yes.
Then he told her he was neurotic.
It's ok, she can handle it.
He always seemed to tell her things at the right time, and after all, there was so much she had not told him, like the huge fact she had no home.


Once the excitement died down and he 'finally' left, Maria shut herself in her shed to eat some bread and jam on the toilet before going to bed. Tomorrow she was going to do something about having no home.
The next day she woke bright and early, she was having her home built. It didn't quite end up the big house she had hoped. Infact all she could afford was one big room for a bed, counter and fridge and a tiny bathroom. The bathroom even had grass growing inside. But it was home, her home.
She invited Torgo over that evening. She told him everything.
It's ok, he can handle it.
Actually, it turned out he had nothing too, not a simolean to his name. He lived with his parents and his college course he just completed turned out to be useless.
She asked him to move in on the spot, and grilled him some hot dogs on the cheap B-B-Q for dinner. Life was gonna be fab. ( of course never cooking before, she badly burnt the sausages, but Torgo said nothing )



They celebrated, enthusiastically.


The next day the burnt hotdogs caught up on Maria. She worried briefly about getting to work while so ill, but then remembered it was Saturday, a day off.


Torgo confessed to wanting to be a business man, so with Maria's support went out job hunting. Doo Peas corporate towers had a job...as a coffee courier, it would have to do, and it was better than pizza delivery guy.


When Maria's clothes began to feel tight, it became obvious the long lasting sickness had nothing to do with burnt hot dogs. His college friends had lied to Torgo, it could happen the first time.


Even though, there was no bump Torgo felt the need to talk to the baby, managing to slide in the fact they had no money for it's bottles while playing peeaboo.


Maria's mood was lifted, and she was secretly pleased to be having so much family around her so soon.


Torgo just appeared smug with himself.

1 comment:

  1. I really like this! I put it on my blog roll! Could you check out my Legacy?

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