I'm glad you all liked the build!^-^ I was pretty impressed with myself, since I always do giant rectangles, and this is slightly less of a giant rectangle.
Chapter 7: A Master Plan Is BornZoe: Ooooooh, you have a hot tub now.
J: Indeed, we do. And it has some very interesting features I’d love to show you.
Zoe: -giggles- Well, do show me, then!
Aislin: Look at us, two hard working sims, getting things done.
Diego: Hm…something sounds off in that sentence.
Aislin: What? No. What? Noooo…It’s not at all making me anxious that I’ve been in one place with one job for so long.
Diego: Allow me to reassure, ma coeur, that you are as beautiful and exciting as the day I met you, and your adventures are nowhere near done.
Aislin: Aw. Do you promise?
Diego: I promise.
Aislin: Hey, Akira, thanks for coming over!
Akira: No problem! You didn’t really say why on the phone, though. Did you need another donation?
Aislin: Oh yeah, let’s get that squared away first.
Akira: Of course.
Aislin: Now, actually, I was going to ask you to move in. See, you’re a good looking man, and I’d bet money that you’d make good looking babies, and this town needs good looking babies. What do you say—move in with me and have a bunch of fun with whoever strikes your fancy in the town?
Akira: Well…That’s not exactly my style.
Aislin: It also includes a lifetime of excessive fishing!
Akira: Eh, I could do worse.
J: Then by all means, allow me to entertain your distractions.
Miko: Oooo, I could definitely get down with this.
Aislin: Aha! I made you. You’re mine. Aaaaand, yes! Playing with you just maxed my gardening. Well, that’s a fourth aspiration completed, and not a single one of them my unique aspirations. Dang.
Grax: Moooooo?
Aislin: That’s right, buddy, you get a treat for being such a good boy! Oh, and now that I don’t need to mess with the garden all the time to level gardening…
Aislin: Hello, Shanaya!
Now, we’re living in the lap of luxury.
Shanaya: Yes, ma’am, I will do what it takes to ensure that your life is one of ease and leisure.
Niall: I’m going to draw the best picture that there ever was! I’m so pumped for this.
Aurora: Niall, you know not everything is a competition, right? You could just enjoy the simple act of putting colored pencil to paper and trying to bring forth something beautiful.
Niall: That sounds really gushy and I don’t know about that. -peeks over- Oh man, you’re better at this than me! When did that happen?
Aurora: -shrugs- Do you want me to throw it away?
Niall: What?! No! Girl, you have to let your shine out. We all have to shine. I’m not going to let you hide your shine even a little bit.
Aurora: Oh.
Shanaya: -sighs- Ah, yes, another dynasty garden. Should I give them the list of tips I’ve picked up from all of the others I’ve tended before, or allow them to continue trying to figure it out for themselves? Well, it wouldn’t be my place to correct them.
Zoe: I mean, I guess I can just stand out here and listen to pop music. But why? Where did J go?
Aislin: You’ve had two boys already, you need to have a girl! Keep listening to pop music!
Zoe: But…oh, all right.
Aislin: And I’m so proud of you for getting your extra credit done, but would you mind setting the table?
Aurora: Of course, Mrs. Doran, I’d love to.
Aislin: Oh, thank you, darling, and you did such a good job at it! But sweetheart, I think you might need—
Aurora: Um, I’m sorry to interrupt. But you’re sparkling. Are you okay?
Aislin: Oh, yes, I’ve just gone into full parent mode, that’s all.
Aurora: That sounds magical.
Aislin: It tingles, a little.
Niall: Thanks for mentoring me, Mrs. Butler Lady, it’s super cool of you to do that.
Shanaya: Anything you require, sir.
Niall: Would you get me a rocket, then? I might need one.
Shanaya: Sir, you have a rocket in the front yard.
Niall: No, no. A smaller rocket. More discrete.
Shanaya: Sir, I believe it would conflict with my required duties of keeping the rest of the household content.
Niall: Dang.
J: And how are you, this fine and beautiful morning?
Random chick: I’m all right. This is a pretty cool hot tub, at least.
J: Yes, but you are wearing entirely too many clothes for it. Allow me to assist you with that.
Aislin: Hey, buddy, I just wanted to check in with you and make sure you’re doing okay.
Niall: I’m awesome, mom. Where all the other glands—the sad gland, the mad gland, etc—are, I just have more awesome glands. Nothing can keep me down.
Aislin: Oh, sweetie. I hope you never stop feeling that good about yourself.
Aislin: Phew, and now I have to drink this cowplant essence before work—that’s kind of gross, isn’t it?
Bella: Maybe so, but it’ll help keep you in the best mood towards promotions, and you want to max your career, don’t you?
Aislin: Well, of course, I do.
Bella: I need to talk to you about something, though.
Aislin: Oh?
Bella: It’s Niall. I’m worried he’s going to deviate from the plan.
Aislin: Oh, come on, Bella, the plan? If he wants to do a different career than we mapped out ahead of time, is that really such a big deal?
Bella: Yes. It is. Things need to be done in a proper order. You need to talk to him, make sure he knows what his responsibilities are.
Aislin: But…all right.
Akira: Charisma! Uh…maximum charisma! So much charisma it’s oozing out of every pore! Charisma!!!
Aislin: Okay, sweetie, apparently we need to have a little chat.
Niall: Did I do something wrong?
Aislin: No…no, you didn’t. But you remember what I told you about what our family is trying to do?
Niall: Yeah, we’re gonna live forever. That’s pretty awesome. I think it jives all right with my image.
Aislin: Okay, well, in order to do that…you’re going to need to go into the culinary career, and complete both food aspirations.
Niall: Booooo! That’s not fun or awesome at all! I want to do a fun aspiration. I want to be a DJ or a comedian or something awesome like a dinosaur wrangler.
Aislin: Honey, there’s no such thing as dinosaur wranglers, and I need you to do this for me.
Niall: You’re just taking all the awesome out of it. If I didn’t have my extra awesome glands, we’d be in real trouble.
Niall: Tell me to be a chef, huh? We’ll see about that. I’ll get me a master plan that she’ll never see coming. I just have to make sure to hide my journal real good.
Geeta: Boy, are you causing trouble for your mother?
Niall: Or is she causing trouble for me? Did you ever think about it that way?
Geeta: Your mother had a very hard road to walk to get here, and she needs your support. Don’t make this harder on her than it already is.
Niall: -sigh- Geez, Grammy, I’m not going to tank the whole operation. I
am going to have some fun with it, though.
Geeta: Just so long as you know you have a ghostly grams on the other side watching your every move.
Niall: Creepy. But cool.
Akira: Oh, um, hello, there. You…have very pretty hair.
Yuki: Hehehe, thank you! I like your hairstyle, too.
Akira: Thanks! We should, um, sit and talk a bit more, shouldn’t we?
Yuki: I’d love to.
Candy: It was so sweet of you to bring someone over to talk to Yuki, too. That girl is hopeless in the love department.
J: No worries, I’m a man of many talents, and knowing what a situation requires is just one of them. Now, why don’t we stop talking about your little sister and start focusing on us?
Niall: Hah, take that, whiz kid! You have been defeated by the mighty Niall! How many aspirations can I complete? A million! All part of the master plan.
Aislin: Oh, Diego, it’s moments like this—when it’s just the two of us—where everything feels calm and stable around me, and I can just breathe. I’m so grateful for you.
Diego: Ma coeur, I will always be here for you.
Aislin: I think I’m ready.
Diego: Are you sure? I don’t want to rush you. Just because you proposed, doesn’t mean we actually have to…
Aislin: No, no, I’m ready. I want to do this. I want to show everyone how much I love you. I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine.
Diego: Oh, darling, I was always yours.