Author's Notes: Cool, I've broken 1K views, that's pretty nifty!
Isys: In story reason, Draigoth is the designated portrait painter, and these two girls are his pride and joy, how could he resist bringing two of his biggest loves together. Real reason, I just think it's really cute.
ME: Draigoth's school of self confidence 101.
(1) Draigoth: I'm a winner.
(1) Aeluna: ME wins!
ME: Oh she's a smart one!
(2) Draigoth: And boys will give me diamonds!
(2) Aeluna: Diamonds!
ME: Sashyna only works short hours 3 days a week so she spends plenty of time with Cylliah, they are fast friends.
ME: Wow, you and Aeluna look more like mother and daughter than you and Draigoth look like mother and son, it's pretty cool.
Sashyna: She is my beautiful precious granddaughter, and always will be.
ME: Cylliah look really cute sleeping.
Bronson: Hm-mm, maybe I should stop running, I feel a little funny. Oh dear, I seem to be sparkly and transparent, I feel, WONDERFUL!
Bronson: I understand you're in pain that I need to go, but I am tired, and remember, when you're ready, it's OK to move on.
Draigoth: Dad don't go, you're too young!
Bronson: 108 is plenty long, lots of Sims don't have such a life with their families and grandbabies, now dry your eyes, it's time to break the news to your mother.
ME: Draigoth buys the Bridgeport Eternal Rest Cemetery, and begins a remodel to make a suitable resting place for his father. He fills it with life and flowers, as his parents made their wishes clear. Draigoth prays for peace for his father, before calling his mother at work, and telling her where she can find the love of her life tonight.
We thank you now, your work is done
the course is set, your battles won.
With your guitar, your ghost can play
We hope you'll rise again one day
Karina: He was like a second father to me, not even my nooboos can ease my sorrow.
Paparazzi: Oh, yeah that's real emotion, I'll make a ton of money off these photos!
ME: Until now the family has been OK with a very open home design, but now, maybe not.
Sashyna: Oh Bronson, it seems so hard to face this night without you, I wish you were here to reassure me!
Paparazzi: Sashyna, Sashyna! Where have you been that you're only now coming to see your recently dead husband? How does his death make you feel?
Sashyna: Really?! Are you kidding me?! Get Away from me you tasteless vulture monster!
ME: Yeah I'm sensing a need for some fencing.
Next Time: The family recovers, and the toddlers have their birthday.
