Amazing start! I love it so much, can't wait to read more
I'm having so much fun with the two of them!! Glad you're enjoying it
Oh goodness, it's even better than I'd imagined! I had to read it twice over just to let the awesomeness sink in. I love the way you've depicted Shawnya and her feelings about the Dojo clan. She was kind of my favorite punching bag for grousing for so long, and now I just feel kinda bad for her! I'm glad she's getting the chance to enjoy a second life. Pairing her and Freddie is just a stroke of brilliance. This part in particular cracked me up:
"Hello yourself," Freddie answered. "My daughter Eureka had the biggest crush on your father-in-law."
"Oh," Shawnya answered. "So did I."
Hahaha, poor Percival! I am beside myself with glee.
I decided that she also wondered if Samura would be up for a second round of ladylove but was too scared to try it out. I really love them together. They are so freaking cute. I made the conscious decision that the first gen would have to be third person since I don't feel right delving into either's inner mindworkings or featuring one over the other.
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As with many founders in the throes of the first days, Freddie and Shawnya often thought, quite independently of each other, that two people were never better matched than the two of them.
Shawnya wheedled and begged until Freddie allowed some of the very sparse money they had spent on an easel. She was often glued to it after her job at city hall.
"I am artistic, you know," she said, to no one in particular.
Freddie, never having met a sim so changeable before, marveled at how short Shawnya's hair got at bed time and then even shorter still for work.
Shawnya, for her part, was excessively good at tapering Freddie's whims. No parrot just yet, but later, with money, maybe a dog or another horse! Freddie does love animals.
And Shawnya struck a deal with the Watcher before purchasing fire island. She couldn't be a genie again (nor would she ever wish to be), but magic was not out of the question. Nor were two dragons to help keep the household awake and earning at all hours - a red one named Eros and a green one named Pathos.
Freddie sometimes joked that perhaps the bed was a wasted purchase. But he wasn't fooling anyone.
Shawnya felt excessively grateful for each and every amenity they'd splurged on.
But soon felt the need for more.
Freddie's hyper-grown vegetables (thanks to Pathos) and the gems the dragon had summoned had set them up nicely, in addition to Shawnya's salary. She proposed expanding to Freddie at the same moment in which she gave him some rather exciting news.
Freddie loves being a parent.
"One thing," he said. "It might have blue hair. I'm not sure exactly how genes persevere ..."
"Oh, no worries," Shawnya said. "My last kid was blue all over."
Seeking to celebrate, the couple took off to the summer fiesta in the town center of Isla Paradiso.
They set off fireworks in anticipation of their nooboo.
It was agreed that no apples or watermelons would influence the baby's gender. Which was fine by Shawnya, who was craving things that weren't necessarily natural as her belly grew.
But never so much as she craved time with Freddie.
Which is great, because Freddie doesn't believe in fighting desires.
They wandered home that night to a new home, sparse and painted only in ugly free paneling, but sufficient for growth.
Shawnya was happy that she got a nicer easel. Freddie was pleased that his garden was now protected from zombies and stray animals. But mostly from zombies.
They couldn't wait to meet their special bundle. The Spare Heir.
By the time Shawnya went into labor, she was so anxious to meet her nooboo that the flashes of pain barely registered.
Clover Clojo was born artistic, like her mommy, and with a love of outdoors, like her daddy. Appropriately, her favorite color is Irish Green.
Her infancy passed in rapid adoration. Freddie, who'd had to tread carefully with the parentage of his first daughter, loved to monopolize time with baby Clover.
"Eureka," he wrote. "Your new sister has all of Eden's calm and all of your beauty."
Though Shawnya had made many friends through her job, they had a private birthday for the end of Clover's infancy.
Once the baby was put down to sparkle, Freddie and Shawnya had their first shot at true autonomy, and immediately began to spam each other with Heat of the Moment kisses. It was adorable. But the Watcher was focused elsewhere.
So came Clover into her toddlerhood, with daddy's hair and mommy's eyes.
Maybe the first heir in the history of heirs to be born from two spares. Not that such things were of much matter to Clover at the moment.
