Nooboos of Both Sorts
As is customary for newlyweds, Rob and Neone enjoyed their first night as husband and wife. For those who know how, no more needs to be said. For those who don't know how, no more
should be said.
Mr. T greeted Rob in the morning. She wasn't entirely sure of the pink lady who accompanied him home. She wanted to keep her eye on Rob, just in case. As all cats know, any new household member is a potential threat to their authority. And Mr. T was a rather controlling master.
However, Neone was not the only new household member that came that day. Rob, perhaps to appease Mr. T, had adopted an elderly cat from the shelter. His name was Duke, and he was an awfully skinny fellow.
Fortunately, Neone vomited in the morning. Less savvy Sims may have written it off as food poisoning, (and this is not implausible; Rob has always been a better writer then a cook) but Neone knew better. She had read all about the pregnancies of many famous Sims, such as the Dreamweavers and her good friend Lori. She knew very well that spontenous vomiting was a sign of pregnancy.
Duke, having just gotten his fur dyed, wanted to socialize with his new roommates. Neone was currently making the realization of her pregnancy, and Rob was busy writing his book,
"Top 1000: Knock-Knock Jokes" so his only choice was Mr. T.
Mr. T decided she had better things to do, however. She hadn't quite gotten used to the idea of sharing her home with Duke, and didn't want anything to do with him. She preferred the thrills of the bathtub.
Neone herself was practicing her speech skills. This is not odd in and of itself. After all, even the best of politicians needed to practice their charisma every so often, and Neone was by no means at the peak of her field. However, most people find that their socializing skills develop best when they, well, socialize.
The bathroom mirror is not the greatest social partner in the world.
Over time, Mr. T and Duke bonded more easily, even coming to the point of being best friends. Duke was not getting any younger, and he was anxious for kittens. He discussed this with Mr. T over a wrestling match, and she seemed happy to oblige.
Apparently, the process of making such kittens requires some degree of telekinesis of the pet house. How Duke and Mr. T managed to lift their house all by themselves, I may never know. Suffice to say, Neone was not the only one expecting offspring.
Speaking of Neone, she finally got confirmation of her pregnancy. (though her knowledge of the Sims tipped her off long before) She decided to spend the afternoon at her good friend Lori's house.
