The Fifth HeirThe next day, Tansy and Michael spent some time sorting out the house. Mike needed a dedicated sculpting studio, their helpers deserved the most comfortable rooms they could afford and Carlotta had requested a Swift-Gro gardening station. They’d never heard of such a thing in Hidden Springs but, sure enough, you could buy them in Monte Vista. Carlotta had said it would do wonders for the garden’s productivity.
While Carlotta collected seeds and Gino read cookery books at the library, Mike completed a couple of sculptures to restore their finances a little. Tansy started upgrading the plumbing. With eight bathrooms in the house, this was clearly going to keep her pretty occupied for some time to come. Their main priority, though, was continuing the line. Tansy wasn’t feeling sick or having cravings yet, despite their efforts. Oh well. It wasn’t exactly an unpleasant task
.
Carlotta took a trip to France to gather new plants. It was a stretch financially but she came back laden with gems and metals as well as the fruits she’d wanted. Selling them more than covered the cost of the travel. Soon after her return, Tansy realised she was pregnant.
She went into labour at the library, where she’d been working on her handiness skill.
She set off for home but decided partway there that she’d rather have the baby in hospital.
The first Monte Vista heir arrived shortly before midnight. After everyone had caught up on a few hours’ sleep, it was time for her first birthday. Tansy was slightly miffed that Carlotta took Tabitha to the cake but it was probably only fair, after being separated from her own small son.
Tabitha inherited her father’s hair and her mother’s skin and sweet nature. Everyone agreed that she was completely adorable.
Tansy and Carlotta shared the skill-teaching duties. Mike was spending every waking hour in his sculpting room and Gino was still working on his cooking and charisma skills, ready for his next shift at the bistro. He was approaching his elder birthday but was keen to make it to the top of his career before retirement.
Tabitha quickly learned to walk, talk and use the potty and was soon ready for another cake. This time Tansy did the honours.
Now she was old enough to choose her own clothes, Tabitha went for a rather formal look. She was keenly aware of her family’s position in society. As a dynasty heir, she had standards to uphold.
Now she was a big girl, she had her own room, with a bed fit for a princess.
Unfortunately, being old enough for a proper bed also meant being old enough for school. And homework. Mike spent her first school day at the library, improving his logic skill until he was good enough to tutor her.
“Daddy, may I bring someone home after school tomorrow? I promise we’d do our homework together.”
“Who is it? I’m sure Auntie Carlotta would love to see Goopy again.”
“Goopy Carbonara? I hate him. He calls me Tabitha Twitchit.”
“Well, you call him Goopy Carbonara.”
“He started it. And he’s a grump. Grumpy Carbonara. No, I want to invite Toni. Antonio Monty. He’s my best friend.”
“Yes, of course he can come over – although I wish you and Goopy could be friends, too, if only for Carlotta's sake.”
The visit was a moderate success, although Antonio wasn’t impressed by Tabitha talking about herself and she wasn’t too keen on playing tag with him. Her pretty dress might get all crumpled and dirty. Did princesses play tag? As promised, they also did their homework together, taking Tabitha’s grade up to an A. She had her birthday that same evening. Toni and Goopy were about to move on to high school and she wanted to keep up with them.
Now what should she wish for? Wealth? Fame? A life of ease? No, she was a dynasty heir, after all.
I wish to do really well in my tasks.“Whoa, these candles are smoky!”
Now that she was a teenager, she could start working on her chosen skill. Her parents took her out for a ride in the family’s new Motive Mobile, so that she could stay up all night and make her first batch of nectar. It was harder than she’d expected and she’d certainly need a good pedicure before school.
And a bath. Fruit was slippery stuff.
In fact, she was beginning to wish she’d chosen something
cleaner.
Still, everyone knew that any stately home worth its salt had an extensive, and indeed expensive, nectar cellar. It was high time the Golds acquired one. She picked herself up and carried on.
Every night after school and all through the weekend, she made nectar. It had grown into an obsession. She wouldn’t even have bothered learning to drive if her mother hadn’t insisted. All she wanted was a nectar cellar to be proud of.
Tabitha really was my first teenage Sim since
Generations not to wish to learn to drive. I wouldn’t have bothered with it at all if Tansy hadn’t needed the points.
The original Tabitha was the Generation 3 spouse from my legacy family and inseparable from Michael I. She was an outdoors-loving, kleptomaniac, former newspaper deliverer, who got her lifetime wish (Living in the Lap of Luxury) as soon as she joined the household. Amusingly, she could hardly have been more different from her namesake in colouring, having black hair and very dark skin. She was probably the most beautiful Sim to appear in one of my games. Even her default clothes suited her. Sadly, Tab was also my first Sim to die before her time. Until then, I hadn't even realised it was possible. At 87, she was out stealing an abandoned Bwan Speedster from behind the criminal warehouse when she started to sparkle. I hope this Tabitha doesn’t take after her in that respect.
Moving towns hasn’t reduced the file size as I was expecting. In fact, the save immediately after the move was 20MB larger than the previous one, I suspect mostly because of these:
I wanted to keep the Hidden Springs genetics going but maybe overdid it a little. The new town’s already produced the odd glitch. What was going on here?
Where was Tansy and did she know about Mike and Carlotta being all couply?
And what about this one? Is the silhouette Mike, Gino or a mixture of both? And Tabitha doesn’t look comfortable at all.
On a brighter note, Mike made my first-ever sculpting gnome! I’d been wondering why that Urn of Franco was so much smaller than usual.
Rodin hasn't been very useful yet, though. I was hoping he might be like the inventing gnomes and finish off half-completed work but he seems to prefer hanging out in the garden. Talking of gardening, the Swift-Gro station is amazing. I bought the greenhouse in a recent sale and this seemed like a good time to try out the content. It makes gardening so easy, it almost feels like cheating.