Because Points!

Wynter Wonderland: A WYDC

Chapter Nine

Welcome back to Wynter Wonderland: A WYDC! Heat stroke is not my fault!

Last time, there was a whole lot of hurrying up and waiting. We had to wait for Ivan to leave so Owen could be

conceived, we had to wait for Owen to be born, we waited (in vain) for Landon to get abducted by aliens, and we

expected to be waiting for Jace to leave so Baby P could come along. (Having an extra person in the house is cramping

my timeline for these kids.) Except Kale ended up getting heat stroke after a long time of skilling and starved to death.

Oops. Although now we’re working on Baby P, since we have an open slot in the house and all.

That’s not insensitive.

LeviNina

JaceMax

Landon & Wynn (holding Owen)

And by the way, in case it doesn’t come up again, we moved Kale to a community graveyard. I’ve had quite enough of

ghosts for now, thank you very much. If you’ve ever played a legacy to the tenth generation, you know.

Landon: “So… pretty…”

Any word yet on those aliens, Landon?

Landon: “Hmm…? Did you say something, Author?”

Max: “Hey, Author? Uh… why are you staring at me?”

No reason…

Max: “This isn’t because of Kale, is it?”

Nooooo…

Hey, Wynn? Do me a favor?

Wynn: “Hmmm…?”

Go quit your job, and—

Wynn: “Finally. We’re making Landon work so I can stay home. I hate working.”

—and get a new one from the bottom of the ladder.

Wynn: “…”

Because points!

Wynn: “Ooh, dancing sounds fun!”

Yes, just quit your job as the head of the SCIA and go teach aerobics. Good idea.

Wynn: “It was your idea.”

Leave me out of this.

Okay, it’s 6PM, and I have a plan!

You, teenagers! Go grow up Owen and get him started on his toddler skills!

Max: “Don’t wanna.”

Consider it an order.

Levi: “Someday soon, little brother. It’ll be us in control.”

You! Adult male! Telescope!

Landon: zzzzz

And you! Call up Perseus!

Wynn: “Okay!”

BREAK!

Nina: “We still haven’t cleaned up the cake platter from yesterday, Author. And the sink’s all dirty.”

Would you stop turning to look at me like that? It’s creepy.

Nina: “Hahaha…”

You know, you’d think Landon would suspect something.

Landon: “SPAAAAAACE!!”

But apparently not.

Awww, look at him! He’s adorable!

Jace: “I’ve seen better.”

…aw crap. I thought I was being careful.

Landon: “Why were you kissing HIM!? I thought you loved me! We have, like, fifteen kids together!!”

Perseus: “Fifteen?”

Landon: “I LOVED YOU!!”

Wynn: “Landon… come on, sweetie… we still have something…”

Really, Nina? The flu? Really? Where did those even come from?

What a night.

At least this means I don’t have to send Landon off the lot while this happens! He’s already mad, so what’s the point?

See, the rules say that at least half of the conceptions have to occur at the main lot. I’ve already done ten of those

thirteen, and one of them can be Landon’s alien abduction (presuming it ever happens). This one with Perseus will be

eleven. Otherwise, this would totally all be happening on a community lot.

I probably should have put the tombstone babies off until Wynn was married, and focused on getting the at-home

conceptions knocked out before then. Oh, well. Hindsight is 20/20.

Baby P? Baby P!

…oh wait. The next one is going to be Baby Q. That’s… going to be fun coming up with a name.

Perseus: “I’m an Aquarius.”

We all know that Percy is the vampire point. Still… good to know.

Landon: “Here we go, buddy. It’s not your fault that Mommy’s a meanie-head. Up you get.”

Owen: “Puppy!”

Landon: “Never mind the puppy with the glowing eyes. He’s just here a little late, is all.”

Don’t worry. He’s leaving.

THE CUTE.

Wow… that’s dark. I see that Want panel, missy.

Nina: “I Want to see the ghost of Perseus. He made my daddy sad.”

Creepy child…

*jawdrop*

Landon?

…Landon?

SimMe: “BOO-YA!!”

Except… he’s not pregnant.

SimMe: “Razzin’ frazzin’… fetchin’ flippin’… flabbernagibbit…”

Okay, I don’t know what’s happening here. I tested (without saving) getting Ivan on his own lot alien pregnant, and

that’s not working. The Tombstone of L & D even failed me. Not good. It’s not working in Pleasantview either.

THIS IS A STATE OF EMERGENCY.

Hold on a sec. Let me test my downloads folder… *sigh*

…it is indeed my Multi PT hack, which is odd, since it worked just fine up until now. Hm. Hold on, let me fix this.

Ah, there, you see? I put in a fresh version of the exact same hack, and it works just fine. Weird. …I will probably go

ahead and cheat Landon his pregnancy. I mean, he was abducted perfectly naturally, and if my downloads weren’t

having problems, he would have had Baby Q just fine. It’s not really cheating, right?

Right?

Now then… on with our regularly scheduled WYDC.

Hey, look! He’s smiling!

Jace: “I am OUT OF HERE!!”

This is strange. Jace is usually so stoic…

Ka-pow! New clothes, please!

Mmm… yes. Very, very nice.

Now off to Townieland with you. I’m going to need the space in the house if we’re expecting two babies.

Jace: “Can’t I ju—”

Nope! Off you go!

Jace got to be the first one to take the family minivan out for a spin, by the way. I thought it was a fitting choice of car

for this household.

And at this point in play I figured out what to do with the Multi PT hack, so Landon is now officially pregnant. Yay!

And it’s so nice to see these two getting along so well after their… little disaster. Landon is awfully forgiving. (Also the

rules say he can’t leave the household ever. That helps, too.)

Landon: “So you’re saying… cereal does that?”

Wynn: “Honest to goodness, one hundred percent truth, Landon. …well, ninety-nine percent truth. Yeah.”

Landon: “Oh, okay. I believe you. I was never that good at math…”

Pop two for Baby P! No triplets this time, okay Wynn? Okay.

Wynn: “Why not? I like kids. I can come up with three ‘P’ names.”

Because if you have triplets, I’d be willing to bet Landon would follow suit. I don’t need six toddlers around here, thank

you very much.

Wynn: “Landon? Ha, don’t be silly, Author. Men can’t have children. Duh.”

Landon: “…uh?”

Owen’s birthday. Doo be doo…

I get the feeling he likes brown.

Owen: “STOP! In the name of all good jokes anywhere, don’t say—”

Also he has a hand.

Owen: “Killed it. You killed all credit you had as a sim author, Author. I hope you’re pleased with yourself.”

Hahaha…

It’s also Nina’s birthday. Dum de dum…

Nina: “I resent the implication that my aging up bores you.”

Oh, it wasn’t just an implication.

Nina: “Hm.”

Fortune it is, then. Wow, I think she might actually be the first Fortune kid this entire WYDC.

Hey, look! That purple lipstick is exactly the same color as her shirt!

Nina: “Still no wings?”

It’s not going to happen, Nina. I don’t care how much I want to use them. It’s not going to happen. You have no reason,

hereditary, supernatural, or otherwise, to have wings. The only temptation is that your namesake is winged, and that’s

not good enough. So, no.

Nina: “Hate.”

Of course he would pick the pink ones. Just because I wanted to see the cute alien ones. Hmph.

Giving birth in the midst of taking swigs of elixir. I’m sure that won’t have any effect on the baby at all.

Meet Phillip, the eleventh boy in sixteen kids. Not that I’m counting or anything. He’s still a precious little boy, though,

especially because of his eyes.

I apparently gave Perseus, Phillip’s dad, genetically red eyes when I put him through CAS. Remember, folks: Phillip’s

eyes are red because he’s half vampire. Not because of CAS. *nod nod*

Wynn: “Put on a little weight there, buddy?”

Landon: “Don’t judge me. I like cheesecake.”

You didn’t.

Landon: “Nope. I sure do like it, though.”

Phew… I’m not allowed to do that until Baby T.

Headmaster Young: “Congressman Kinsey! I almost didn’t recognize you! Had a run-in with the aliens, did you?”

Landon: “Oh, yeah. The aliens really know how to party. But how did you know I’d been there?”

Handshake in dining room means the visit was another success. Yay.

Oh, hey, cool. The headmaster gave 48 points for Levi’s burned lobster thermidor. Huh.

Baby Q is on its way! Just one more day now!

I’m so excited! I hope I got one of the two PT’s that didn’t show up in my legacy! That would be sweet!

Max: “Yay, homework! I love homework!”

Owen: “Weirdo.”

Phillip becomes a toddler, and we’ll probably have Baby Q showing up any time now. Ooh, I’m excited!

But, uh… who are you?

Random Townie: “Um, a friend of Wynn’s?”

Eh, probably true. Proceed.

And now, I present to you the son of Perseus Reed of Ani-Mei’s “The Quest for Peace” legacy. Hooray!

He promptly gets irradiated, of course.

Of course he would pick the shower stall. *much rolling of eyes*

But hey, Baby… Q… why isn’t she green?

SIGH. Hacks, why must you make this difficult? Why?

Alright, let me boot up SimPE and see what’s going on.

By the way, we named her Quinn.

Alright, now she is green. I fixed her genetics to what they should be in SimPE. Apparently, something went wrong with

the PTs’ data… while they did successfully pass on hair and eye color and facial features, for some reason, none of them

had the alien skin anymore. I had to remake the hack a little bit, but it’s working now. Next alien baby you see in my

game will be green from the get-go. Honest. …gah.

Still. YAY, Baby Q! It’s an alien baby! And it’s a girl! She’s one of five so far! Hooray! Go Quinn!

And by the way, everything is a-okay with Quinn. She has a unique spread of personality points, she inherited some of

her alien parent’s features, the only thing wrong was that she wasn’t green. Phew!

Landon: “…”

Landon: “…waaaaaait a minute…”

Landon: “Wynn, don’t freak out, but—”

Wynn: “Oooh, look at her! What a little sweetheart! Hello there! Hello! What’s her name!?”

Landon: “Quinn. But Wynn, she looks different!”

Wynn: “Of course she looks different, sweetheart. She’s an alien. They all look just a little different. But that makes

you beautiful, doesn’t it Quinn? Doesn’t it!?”

Landon: “Come to think of it, you look kinda different too, actually…”

Wynn: “Don’t be silly, love, this is how I’ve always looked. Um, aren’t you still mad at me, though?”

Landon: “Was I mad? …I don’t remember…”

SimMe: “…you didn’t see anything. I totally didn’t switch out my defaults for the first time in years while I was

fiddling with my Multi PT hack. This is how my sims and I have always looked. …Carry on.”

Nothing has changed.

That said, I’m really, really pleased with how my game looks now, especially with the eyes, and the fact I was able to do

some SimPE magic to replace the old custom colors with the new ones. Very time-consuming, since I did the whole

town. I gave the sims we’ve already met colors that corresponded to what they already had, and randomized everyone

else, since I now have a HUGE spread of custom eye colors (and also a good handful of beautiful custom skins) that

will spawn on townies.

But that’s beside the point. I didn’t change ANYTHING right in the middle of a challenge. Pshaw. As if. …you didn’t

see anything.

Owen: “You want the rocket ship, Phil? Do ya?”

Phillip: *facial expression of complete and total awe and delight*

Owen: “TOO BAD!! Ha ha ha!!”

Phillip: *RAGE*

Owen, that wasn’t very nice.

Owen: “His daddy made my daddy mad. And he stinks.”

Phillip: “WAAaaaaAAAAaaaaAAAA!!”

Nina: “Hey Levi, O great and fabulous big brother of mine?”

Levi: “Whaddayou want, Nina?”

Nina: “Just to get close enough to do… this!”

Levi: “OW! NINA!! LEGGO, LEGGO!!”

Nina: “Aww, am I ruining your hair? Your non-faux-hawked hair? Sor~ry, wonderful big brother mine…”

Levi: “NINA!!”

Levi: “This baby isn’t too bright, Author. He’s not getting talking at all.”

Maybe it would help if he could see your lips. Just a thought?

Owen: “Uh, Mom? You wanna move? My arms are getting kinda sore…”

Landon: “You got it, son? Whatever you do, don’t lock your elbow. You don’t want to get it broken!”

Max: “Got it!”

All these lovely autonomous family interactions… *sniff* It’s so beautiful…

It’s been a whole two days since the last birth or birthday, and now Quinn here is the only one aging up.

Shocker!

What a sweetheart! She’s even showing off some of my effort in Maxis-matching my stores of custom hair!

I’m not 100% yet, but I will be. Someday.

Wynn: “…this feels odd.”

Oh? Why is that?

Wynn: “I’m potty-training a child myself instead of letting one of my teenagers do it. …and the child in question isn’t

biologically mine.”

…you’re right. That is odd.

Wynn: “Is this how Landon feels all the time?”

You know what else is odd? There’s two toddlers in the house… at the same time. This is a first for my WYDC, you

know. Very, very weird.

But I’m sure the next pregnancy will be multiples. I won’t have to cheesecake Wynn to get the required twins. …right?

Wynn: “Aw, sweetheart, why are you crying? It’s only me…”

Mr. Snuggles over there may be slightly cut in half, but his noble sacrifice will not go unnoticed. He’s saving my sims

from being impaled in the future, after all.

Quinn: “Wat ‘immmmmpail’ meen?”

Nina: “WAAAAAAAAA!!”

Nina, come now, really. You should know better than trying to repair the dishwasher. Those things are deathtraps.

Luckily, Nina had more than enough juice in her needs bars to keep herself alive after being shocked.

Nina: “Owowow…”

You’d better hurry and get in the shower. The bus is gonna get here soon.

Nina: “Do you not know the meaning of the word ‘Ow’!?”

Well, so much for having two toddlers in the house at once.

Levi: “Photobomb.”

Levi? Care to explain the stink face?

Levi: “He stole… my hair. If I can’t have my faux-hawk, I will be the ONLY sim with this haircut, understand me!?”

Okay.

My, what a flat profile you have.

Phillip: “Um… thanks, Author…”

Oh Leeeeviiii…

Levi: “Hmph. What is it, Author? I’m busy.”

I have a surpriiiise for yooooouuuu…

Levi: “It’s… it’s a…”

It’s a faux hawk!

Levi: “EEEEEEE!!”

(Thank you, WistfulRose, for finding me the download page for this. My male sims [and especially Levi] will thank you

forever.)

Just in time for your birthday!

Levi: “I only got to wear this faux hawk for a day before it was going to be ready for me as an adult. But who cares!

FAUX HAWK!”

Phillip: “…cake…”

It feels so good when you can make your slightly grouchy sims happy. It really does.

…wait… WAIT!!

Levi: “Ha, yeah, hi. You’re right, it has been a while. I had to interrupt my birthday celebration to get this phone call

over with, so do you mind just handing me the money and be done with it?”

*phew* I almost lost the point for Levi getting his scholarship money…

Max: “Can I have some scholarship, too!?”

Nina: “You got anything left over for me?”

I will get better at remembering this. Eventually.

Alright, now you can blow out the candles.

Levi: “I don’t hear any NOISEMAKERS!!”

Landon: “Is that what you do at parties? I forget…”

*snicker* We’ll be sending you to the clothing store, then.

That nose, though! Isn’t it glorious!?

So Levi Kinsey goes off to Townieland. Any final thoughts?

Levi: “My faux hawk is still intact, right?”

Max: “WAAAAIIIIIIT!! He can’t go yet! What about our plans for neighborhood domination!?”

Yes, about that. No plot, remember?

Max: “NOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooo!!”

If there had been… Levi and Nina would’ve become the real partners in crime and true power duo, and Max would’ve

been their tin dog. But that’s beside the point. No plot here, ever, thank you very much.

Wynn: “Landon… look. I’m really sorry you had to see me with Perseus. This whole challenge is really unfair to you.”

Landon: “Perseus? Oh, the vampire guy? Is that why I was mad?”

Wynn: “Um… yeah, that’s what I figured…”

Landon: “Well… I guess I can forgive you, just this once. So long as it doesn’t happen again.”

Wynn: “Y-yeah, Landon, I promise. You won’t see me doing it ever again.”

Landon: “After all, we’re soulmates, and I trust you.”

Wynn: *sigh* “Landon, I love you. And it’s going to be just you and me forever as soon as this challenge ends.”

Landon: “What challenge?”

Max: “Here comes the TICKLE MONSTER!!”

Quinn: “EEEEE!! Nonononono!!”

Max: “Yes yes yes! HAHAHA!!”

Wynn: “This is why you should always use a desk to do your homework, Phil. Sitting on the floor is uncomfortable,

and it’s really awkward to take pictures.”

Phillip: “O… okay, Mom…”

Wynn. Wake up.

Wynn: “No.”

Levi’s been gone for, like, a day. You need to hurry up and go find a father for Baby R.

Wynn: “…flabbergibbitrazzinfrazzin challenge…”

Scores now!

New Fathers:

16: Perseus Reed (logged as Vampire)

17: Birth Queen #13*

*The husband’s PT is not on the list of NPCs, so BQ13 doesn’t get to be logged in as an

NPC used as a father for the point. Shame.

New Points

Each child with a different father +2

NPCs used as fathers +1

Children in private school +2

Children who learned toddler skills, learned to study, and earned a

scholarship

+3

Total Points: 113.5