Chapter 1.8-In Loving Memory of Mom



 

When we last left our intrepid heroes Shermy was PMSing and Lottie was trying to damage the little unformed baby brain she's carrying by seeing just how high off of paint fumes she could get. But that was yesterday, and today is Leisure day. Let's see what these two get up to today...

 



 

Lottie?
-Yo!
You're pregnant. And though I've been assured that starving to death by participating in a hotdot eating contest has been fixed, you're still pregnant.
-And?
Yeah. I figured that would be your answer. Knock your self out. And while you do that, where's your husband?
-Over there having a waterballoon fight with a clown.
With a clown?

-Of course! Who else would wear those awful striped pants?
Let's see. That's Angel Lobos. Yup. A clown!

Hey! Wait a second! I thought you were going to-
- -Yeah yeah. I want this little one to survive. Maybe when I'm not pregnant.
I think that's wise.

-Hey, Lottie?
Lottie- *gasp! James! How are you?
James- I'm great! Looks like you are too. Hey, wanna dance together?
Lottie- I'd love to!

Lottie? Are you sure this is really wise?
Lottie- Why wouldn't it be? It's only a little friendly slow dance!
What do you think your husband would say?
Lottie- Dunno. Don't care.
James- You look really nice today, Lottie. It's almost like you're glowing.

James- OUCH! Ooo!Ooo!Ooo! Ouch!
Lottie- I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I just got distracted and totally forgot where my feet were going.
James- You must weigh a metric ton to make my toe hurt like that! Geez! What on earth distracted you so badly?
Lottie- My husband totally got creamed by a clown over there and then wandered off.
Wait. Sherman wandered off? On his own? Dadgum it. Sherman! Where are you?

Sherman!
-The cold water doesn't help make the voices go away. I've got to find another method.
Sherman, I will never stop haunting you until the day you die. Get used to it. Quit complaining. What are you doing?
-Swimming in the ocean!

But that's not the ocean! This is Riverview. This is a River. Rivers and oceans are different!
-It's water right?
It's water, but not the same.
-I wished for it, right?
...
-I win!
Damn you, Sherman.

So as Sherman decides to take a refreshing dip in the 'ocean' I decide to go see just what Lottie is up to. Of course, when we're down here all she's doing is slow dancing with her old friend James Reed. But by the time I get back up there...

Lottie- Ohemgee your nose and ears are huge!
Walter Grisby- I know, right? They're hilarious! And so's my voice. The maker forgot to fix me when this world started up.
Lottie- That's so awful! Poor you! *giggles.
Angel Lobos- Hey want something to really giggle over?

Lottie- Your pants?
Angel- Hey! What's wrong with my pants?
Lottie- They're clown pants?
Lottie?
Lottie- Yeah?
Might be time to walk away from that conversation. Why don't you go find something else to do, okay?
Lottie-Okay!

Wait a second. You went with that suggestion a little too easily-
Sherman- Alright! My wife's got ideas!
That thought bubble really gives it away doesn't it?

Lottie- Now don't forget, wait only a moment, then come in.
Shermy- I'm going to be a great forensic analyst. Obviously I'm not going to overlook a small detail like entering. Geez.
Lottie- I'd forget. So I'm just makin' sure.
You would forget, Lottie.
Lottie- What's that supposed to mean?

Lottie- I got in my own way. I mean, how does that happen? How did I manage to block my own path?
Lottie, with you? I'd believe anything is possible.

-AAAAIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!
Even that position. How did you get your legs to move like that.
Lottie- Shut up.
Aw. You know you love me.

Wish to attend the Summer Festival (And swim in the ocean, and get a greeting card, and play in the family fun water arena)  knocked out I send the two of them home to fulfill wishes to read a pregnancy book. The moment they sit down I get the notification that Sherman is now the father of a little boy named Albert by a woman he has zero relationship with. This notification cleared and Shermy rolls a wish to pick up Albert. That'll be fun.

Get that wish locked in and I get another notification. This time it's to let us know that Sherman's mother, Ma Bagley, has died and left him and his sister, Rhoda, some money a piece.

Lottie-Wait a second, what was that?
What was what Lottie?
-That simolean plus sign thingy. I swear it was there not two seconds ago.
Oh. Yeah. 'Cause Ma Bagley died.
-What was that number again?
§289,482

Lottie- So we started with like §10,000 simoleans in our family funds, right?
Yeeeesss...

-So now we add like §250,000 to that, right?
Ooooh, you're so close! Come on girl! You can do it!

Lottie- I got it! It means we're rich!
Ding ding ding! Give the girl a cookie!
Lottie- Woot! We're so getting a bigger place to raise our kids! I'm going to go pack! Moving day tomorrow!

Sherman- My Mommy's dead?
Yes, Sherman. I'm so sorry. Aw. You haz a sad.
Sherman- Yes. I may not have been very close to my mother, but that doesn't mean she wasn't my mom.
Awwwww! You're being cute!
Sherman- So saying, I'm hungry. And what better way to honor my mother than by...

-Using the deep frier she sent as a wedding gift!
*facepalm. Why did I put that out without retuning it? Why did I forget to retune it?

-This deep fried burrito shall forever remind me of my mother.
Deep Fried Burrito? Dude. Chimichanga. A deep fried burrito is called a chimichanga.
-Fine then. It's in loving memory of mom.
Whatever.

So because the Remington mansion wasn't available and I didn't feel like kicking the Jones family out right now (or doing the extensive renovations I usually do on that place) I buy them that house that EA uses and remakes and plops as a nice house in almost every other world they make. It's pretty easily fix uppable, and starts out quite livable enough. Even including a nursery for the impending birth, which should be tomorrow morning. I'll wait to see how many boogers she pops out before doing any work though. might as well see what I'm facing first, right?

Oh look! They start right off by showing that I'm not going to have quite the same routing problems! Yay! I'm So happy!

So! Join us next time as the Nott's quickly discover what the house is missing, and Sherman takes on the daunting wish of trying to pick his son up!