First off, I aplogize for taking so long to update. I have some tests coming up, plus a final so my life just took a huge uni focused turn. But I found myself with a free afternoon so here I am!
Also, I know I said I would be writing this from Edwin's perspective, but when I started doing that it felt very strange. And it wasn't nearly as entertaining, so we're back to the Watcher perspective.
12: Isabelle Gets Her Way...AgainEdwin and Cipriana were occupied with one another for most of the night which left me to gently nudge Alessandra to continue a quest given to her by Isabelle shortly after she married Marrick.
Alessandra had since been diligently working at the Alchemy table and making regular visits to the Elixir shop in hopes to either make or buy (whichever happened first) a few things Isabelle was looking for. Why she wanted these particular elixirs, she wouldn’t say, more keen to keeping to her usual enigmatic manner. But Alessandra followed her orders willingly---makes you wonder why Isabelle really chose Alessandra as Marrick’s wife, doesn’t’ it?
The night after the wedding was a full moon, and it must’ve had a good effect on the shop’s inventory.
“What’chu havin’, miss?”
“Erm…” Alessandra started, “Vial of Bottled Genie?”
“The full moon’s nice to ye. Here you go. Have plans for that bun in your oven there?”
Alessandra shook her head and asked for one more thing—none in stock. And so, she left the and was stopped by Marrick the second she got home.
“You’re home!”
“Mhm. And I got what your mom was looking for. I—ahh! Marrick!” Alessandra giggled.
“I’m trying to see if I can tell what gender it’ll be.”
“You’re not far enough in the medical career for that, hun.”
“It’s worth a shot.
“Hey there, little guy or girl. I don’t care what you are, just come out happy and healthy. And don’t hurt you mommy on the way out.”
Alessandra laughed again. Pregnancy looked great on her, making her cheery disposition brighter still. Marrick leaned in and kissed his wife which illicited a very loud ‘Awwwww’ from your’s truly. Never in all my years as Watcher have I seen a happier little couple.
“I love you. I know how rushed it was that we got together---birthdays and proposals and we barely knew each other. But I’m glad my mom did that to me…I would have never had the nerve to talk to you and then I would have never been so happy.”
The next day, Isabelle got a very strong desire to go see Giacomo Modena, her boss in the criminal career track. Upon arrival, Isabelle found that Giacomo wasn’t home, but there were two toddlers sitting on the doorstep and a woman named Florence Modena was home.
Uninterested, she swiped candy from both of them, then sat down on the bench and waiting for Giacomo to come home. She was fussed at by Florence for being ‘inappropriate’ but that certainly wasn’t going to stop her.
“Oh. Mrs. Morae, hi.”
“None of that Mrs. Morae nonsense, Giacomo. It’s Isabelle.”
Giacomo laughed, “Yes, Yes. Still, I’m your superior…I’m supposed to be formal.”
“How a Getaway Car driver is above Empress of Evil is beyond me, but it is what it is.”
“Either way, you’re welcome into my home.”
Isabelle put on that charming little smile of her’s that won over her first husband as she walked into the house, “I just dropped by for a minute to ask about my work performance…it seems we’re not in the best standing are we? And it’s keeping that performance bar of mine down.”
“Well…to say you’re a bit focused on your side jobs would be an understatement.”
Isabelle withdrew her wand, her eyes glancing over to a woman who stood in the corner of the room with a baby wrapped in a blanket snuggled in her arms. The witch rolled her eyes and pointed her wand at Giacomo, “Let’s see if we can’t fix that.”
At this point, nature called for Giacomo and it was up to Isabelle to make sure she was the first person he spoke to. Love Charms are tricky. The charmed Sim will fall head over heels in love with the first person they talk to. And of course, Isabelle intended for that to be her. Not Florence, Giacomo’s wife and the mother of his children. She was completely uninterested in the effects it might have on their little family. The only family that mattered was her own, so what if someone else’s got torn in the process? HER family had to stay secure and happy. And securing regular raises by getting her performance bar up was one way to do that.
“Well, Giacomo, it was nice to visit. But I think I should be getting home now.” Isabelle said sweetly.
“Wait…” Giacomo breathed, and Isabelle stared into his eyes, feigning a look of curious innocence as she said, “Yes?”
“Oh, wow…I wasn’t expecting that.” She lied
“I think your work performance is secured now. Expect a raise soon, beautiful.”
Isabelle (really did) laugh a little as she left the bathroom. Florence had officially kicked her out for being inappropriate, but she did get to stick around long enough to see Florence smack her husband silly.
The night before, Alessandra had handed over the Genie potion she bought. So when she got home from Giacomo’s, it was time to do what she’d been planning to do. In the back of her mind, the letter Isadora sent her was eating away at her. How would RUFUS of all people determine the birth of the next generation? As if on queue, Rufus came into Isabelle’s master bathroom to clean…while SHE was in there.
“Watcher knows I taught you to knock!”
“Sorry, Aunt Izzy!”
“Ugh…come out here. I have something to give you. It’ll make your job in the family easier.”
“What—What did you do to me?! Why did you do this? I didn’t want to be a genie!”
And that’s when Isabelle really put Rufus in his place for the first time since she’d taken him in.
“Everyone has their jobs in this house. Your’s is to clean. There’s a birthday cake waiting downstairs for you so you can harness your full power. Trust me, you will not regret being a genie. And don’t you ever raise your voice at me like that again.”
Obediently, Rufus went downstairs and used the birthday cake to age up.
Despite having been yelled at and apparently not being the favorite member of the family, Isabelle gave him one of the nicest rooms in the house. He converted Damien’s old bedroom and set it up just for Rufus---no one else would be allowed in. It was his and his alone. He deserved that much.
And in case you weren’t aware, Cipriana was puking quite a bit since the night before. Later in the day after Rufus as converted, she spun into maternity wear. And Alessandra spun out of it! Marrick was of no help.
Rufus was of no help.
Welcome to the world,
Cianna Morae!
The next few days were just blissful Morae life. The little lull that always happens in between Isabelle’s big plots. Marrick made potions and got promoted at work, Alessandra played mommy and worked at the Alchemy table, and then a very pregnant Cipriana decided it was okay to walk around in her lingerie.
She was on her way to the nursery to play with Cianna when she stopped and started screaming. When I focused in on her, the baby was well on it’s way. She was actually huffing and puffing for quite a while before she gave up and went into the nursery (Or rather, I moveobjects her into the nursery because she was getting that ‘I’m Cold’ moodlet that comes with seasons and I didn’t want her to freeze to death while in labor or after it)
Welcome to the world,
Paolo Morae!
He was born with the Insane and Grumpy traits. Makes for a very worried Watcher. Cianna aged into a toddler on the same day Paolo was born as well, and she is turning out to be the most adorable mix of Marrick and Alessandra.
Things are running so smoothly in the house. That can’t last for so long…
