Well, that was a nice long break, wasn't it? I'd give you an explanation, but they all sound like excuses to me, so let's just move on.

Today we're going to be taking a look at the outermost ring of the town, where the twins and the odds 'n' ends live. Like I said before, didn't really have enough material to give the boys their own slideshow. Their bit is only about 20 frames long.

Everyone say hello again to Trouble. What's she doing today?

What do you honestly think she's doing? Exactly what she does best. Living up to her nickname.

I guess she has just few enough Nice points to really chuck that thing. I'm probably a terrible person for thinking it's funny. Esperanza pulled the funniest faces when she got hit.

And yet, they did this for hours.

That, and this. It's just about the only way I had to get money to finish the house. She mostly just found rocks and toy squeaky bones. Fairly useless, since nobody in town has a dog, and the closest thing are the coyotes who come out at night, and the last thing this town needs is a case of rabies.

And this, of course. Canoodling on the couch, regardless of the fact that other people sit on it, too. Sims are rather inconsiderate creatures.

Every moment that wasn't spent canoodling or otherwise lollygagging was spent in skilling, most of it antonymous. I wasn't kidding when I said that this week was mostly uneventful.

Having little else to do after work, Heaven decides to run about town , and comes calling on Monday night to discuss options for the town's energy supply. Esperanza is more receptive than Eyulf has been so far. I think it's the prospect of having running water and something to cook on that's more than a glorified camp stove that does it for her.

And here is proof positive that Heaven now has the requirements to open businesses and add community lots to the town. This is going to come in handy soon.

Johan, sadly, provided very little in the way of socialisation that night. Don't ask me what he's studying here, I can't remember for the life of me. Probably cooking; I like having sims who don't routinely set fire to their own belongings and persons when they're peckish.

And the next few slides have no bearing on the story whatsoever, I just thought they were funny.

I wouldn't do that if I were you...

Oh, don't whinge, you have all your fingers still. I did warn you.

During the day, it's back to the grind for the girls, doing what they love to do according to their tastes and Aspirations.

Esperanza: When I was a kid, we had a house right out back by the railroad tracks. I would listen to the trains as I went to sleep at night.Euphie: I couldn't do that-- it's just too noisy!

Oh gee, look at her expression. Beware the conversation usurper, Esperanza!

No, but they really do get along quite well. Don't mind Trouble, she's being antisocial in an attempt to earn some cash for later. We're going to need it when we make our next big purchase.

At this point, I'm beginning to suspect that Euphie spends more time here than at her own house. I'm sure Gary is starting to get a little lonely by now.

That said, it's actually good for her to get up am move, what with the ankles and all. A little walk at dusk can do nothing but help.

Sometimes her husband comes with, to sit and talk to one of the only other men in town. What with Gary being Pleasure and Johan being Romance, they get along well and can discuss a lot of the same things.

Like women.

Or as is the case at the moment, woman singular.

No sense of shame, these two.

Euphie: How does she work around the fangs?

What can he say? He's smitten.

Gary: At least she hasn't started recycling old memes and pulling jokes and references from other legacies yet.Stephanie: Give it time. She's not that creative.

...I hate you both.

Gary: But Agnar? Totally hot.Stephanie & Esperanza: (Awkward silence.)Gary: I would smooch him.Stephanie & Esperanza: (+1 Awkward.)

Esperanza: What do you say: should he be barred from all future conversations about the twins?Stephanie: Yes. By all means yes.Gary: You guys can't keep me down.Stephanie: And you shouldn't talk about my booty call like that.

Speaking of booty calls.

Stephanie: Is he walking around naked? Lord, he is one hairy sasquatch.Agnar: Ahem.

Stephanie: BOOGIE!Agnar: What is this “boogie?” Boogie to the disco??

Agnar: Hearts!Stephanie: ...Did I jump on you too hard?

Of course, being the fair and fragile flower that I am, all that sand and sun take their toll. I wish I could say this is the first time it's going to happen, but I just don't see that being true.

Not that Aggie minds.

(Sidetrack: There's her love heart. They came at different times, this one just in time for someone to have to hie himself to a coffin. You're terrible about being a vampire, Johan.)

...I may or may not have bought a double bed expressly for the purpose of doing this. You can't prove a thing.

No, there was no chime.

In other, safe for work events, Esperanza gets a flower bench and gets to work making arangements. Those badges don't earn themselves, after all.

Agnar: You should know that I know much in the way of first aid training! Just in case you sprain your elbow with your flowers.Esperanza: Or dislocate a hip?Agnar: Why would you do that?

I do wonder.

At this point it's basically just a race to the egg for these guys. One of them is going to get it, it's just a question of who.

And yes, the next pregnancy is definitely going to be Esperanza's.

Esperanza: Pst—hey, come outside! I have a surprise for you.

Nothing quite like a quiet, romantic dance behind the flower bench.

...Actually, I take it back, that is kinda sweet, out under the moon and everything.

In the morning it's quite literally business as usual. Esperanza's back to the old grindstone, and the business is doing good! The townies always seem to pop by to pick up a fresh batch of flowers.

SYNCHRONIZED SHOPPING!

They did this for five full, real life minutes. It was hilarious.

As it is for the moment, Most of the shop duties fall to Esperanza, since her roommates are either skilling or sleeping half the time. She handles it with heaps of grace.

...Still working on the badge thing, though.

That looks like it hurts.

And I don't see that situation changing all that much anytime soon.

Stephanie: Hi Agnar! What's up? --Oh. Sure, I can come over, no problem.

Well, what's this about? Let's pop over and find out.

Of course, it's going to take a minute or two, seeing as it's still Monday here.

Agnar: Hello, Eyulf! Eyulf: Hello, Agnar. Do you think that you would stop doing that? I feel I must study immediately.Agnar: Yes, of course, brother.

Agnar: This is more fun as a group.Eyulf: Yes, it is.

At the time, I had Eyulf studying Physiology and Agnar studying cooking (or maybe it was cleaning?) but it seems I got their Lifetime Wants mixed up. To top it off, I didn't even notice until the end of the week.

When he's not chained to the sofa, he's chained to the field.

Well okay, it's not a field, it's just a garden plot, but it's enough to get them through the winter, hopefully. Not quite enough to provide for everyone for the rest of the year, but it's all they can afford right now.

There are hardly any pictures here, because I was so busy with the fields and studying and all of that. Sadly, I don't have much of a voice for these two yet, but hopefully that comes later. Mostly they were just boring and did what they had to do in between entertaining the neighbors.

See? The poor man works like a dog. And it's still a couple days off from hot water and a proper stove for them. At least he can have a bath.

Euphie: The thing I miss most are restaurants. I think that's what this town needs. Maybe just a little Mom 'n' Pop place, you know? Just somewhere to congregate.Eyulf: But do we not already congregate at each other's houses?Euphie: Don't bring me down, man. I just want some deep fried fish and biscuits.Eyulf: We have fish!

And see, they do have fish. It was the weirdest thing: they were going to put the garden where the pond is, but they apparently dug right into a sinkhole and it filled with water.

Where the fish came from is anyone's guess, however. Probably best not to think about that.

Late Thursday morning, Agnar picks up the phone and makes a quick call--

--and summons the town witch, who touches down in the yard.

Not sure why I felt the need to fly over there, when I could easily just walk, but I guess the rule of cool won out.

Family sims.

They greet each other warmly.

--and more than.

Do note the Pooh-bear boxers, dear readers. Epitome of class.

Finally, Agnar asks her to move in, and she accepts. Is this the start of their life together?

See this folks? She makes burgers that make you love everyone. She is the Burger Queen.

Back to the same old.

Proof positive that he's spent a ridiculous amount of time at this easel. I can't complain: it's a little extra income for them. They'll need it for cribs and whatnot.

I love how Eyulf is trying so hard to ignore the underpants here. Just focusing so hard on that damn meal replacement shake. Come on, man, it can't taste that good.

The only other thing they can do for cash. And...that's all the slides I have for them. Like I said before, they were really just kinda busy, and I didn't take a whole lot of pictures of them doing the same old things over and over again. Tragic, because I really like them a lot, but if nothing happens, well...nothing happens.

Let's close this out.

I really don't think that will be necessary, dear.

So this is where I leave you! The last slides are a quick shot of the town here at the end of the week, and our first official community lot.

Here it is: Uncanny Valley as of the end of Week 1. Took me forever to get here, but now we're at the end.

And here is the cemetery: I've clearly misspelt the word up there, but I'm going to be correcting that as soon as possible. I never could spell “cemetery” properly. “Pterodactyl” is no problem. “Cemetery?” Hand me a dictionary.

And that's it. Updates are going to hopefully be more regular after this, this once a fortnight crap takes too long. So you'll be seeing a lot more of me, more's the pity.

Next week, we see the opening of Week 2! Until then, Happy Simming.