A Sims Story

[yummybunny]

Good, so I can delete the almost a thousand photographs from all my older legacies off my old computer.

Thanks.

I may update later today.

[Chanel]

This is the best Sim story I have ever read, and I mean that seriously.
Great updates!
I love how she said "OMG!" towards the end. {lol} Michael was sooo right, she is very mature, ha...

[Majick]

Once they're uploaded onto Photobucket, you can delete them, they're safe.

If you delete them from Photobucket though, then you lose them on the Forums.

[yummybunny]

Well, when we finally made it back to my house, I couldn't wait any more.  I wanted some passion, I'd been needing it for a long time, and I wanted it now.  Michael probably didn't believe in woohooing before marriage, but to me, engaged is practically married to me.  I knew that Michael was going to be my husband, so what the heck.  I'd gotten undressed and put on something from Victoria's Secret and called Michael in.  When Michael first saw me, he'd turned red out of embarrassment...he was nervous.  It was really hard to get him to undress. 

"I'd saw a man before."  I said, trying to lessen Michael's embarrassment.  "You probably won't look half as bad as some of them did."
"Then we should..um...get tested."  Michael responded.  "I haven't been with no one before, but I'll get tested too to prove it to you.  We should had gotten tested first."

I was so tired of Michael bluffing...I had to undress him myself.  He was acting like a baby the whole time.




Then I had to snuggle with him.  He was very uncomfortable with rubbing faces and stuff.  He kept on laughing and it was really annoying.  "Sorry, I'm new at this stuff."  he said.  Well, I knew I wasn't going to be happy with his loving, but his money would make up for that.




Finally, it happened.  Michael was frozen scared the whole time.  But he was a very shy person.  At least I will be getting some serious bank out of this.  He'll learn over time.




Nelson was excited about us getting married.  "I'm gonna have a daddy."  I heard Nelson tell the babysitter.  "I am glad that mommy is gonna marry him."  Though Michael sucked at loving, I had to give him props for being a father to a child that wasn't his, which a lot of men wouldn't do.  I was actually happy that Nelson was happy.  I could always get better loving while Michael was at work and Nelson was at school.




As the wedding date grew close, Michael moved out his apartment and moved in with us.  I recognized that Michael was home a lot, instead of at work.  Well, I found out Michael was like one of those "Big Cheese" doctors, and you know...they only have to come in like once a week or so.  So that was going to make better loving harder to acquire.  Michael would always sleep on the sofa, never with me...I guess that I'd made him too nervous.  Michael was being a great father to the kids though..him and the kids were having fun.  One night, I'd asked Michael how were we going to have kids, if he was so afraid of me. 

"I'll do it when I want them."  he said.




One day, I was on the treadmill, trying to lose weight for the big day.  Michael and Nelson were laughing in my face.  "What are you laughing at?"  I asked.
"You."  Nelson laughed.  "You look so ridicilous."
"She's just gonna get pregnant after we get married.", Michael laughed.

Yeah, get me pregnant, Michael.  That was what I wanted to say to him.  When I have his baby, I will be stuck with him for life.  Even if the marriage doesn't work out, those child support checks would keep on coming. 

"Too bad he doesn't know how to get me pregnant."  I backfired.
"Michael said that a woman gets pregnant at the altar."  Nelson responded.
"Let's hope so, because if not, there won't be a baby."




Nelson looked more and more like John every day. 




Finally, it was the big day.  We were at the altar.  My parents were there, his parents, and all our friends.  Even Marcel and a few other men I'd been with.  I didn't tell Michael how I knew everyone.  I knew a man didn't want to know that half the men at his had his wife at least once before.  This was the big day!!!  Things were going perfectly!!! 




Then I felt something in my belly...I had to go!  I ran from under the altar, embarrassed.

"Mommy got pregnant at the altar!"  Nelson yelled, embarrassing me.
"I knew she was pregnant!"  Michael's mom gasped.  "Why didn't you tell me the truth, Michael.  I knew that you were only marrying her because of this."
"Mom, I truly didn't know."  Michael said.




This baby must had came from me bugging Michael on the sofa like a month ago. 




When I'd gotten back, everyone was staring and Mimi was about to steal my man.

"You're gonna be a daddy."  I told Michael.
"So you don't have to complain about me for nine months."  he said.




Michael put the most beautiful ring on my finger.  It was even better than the engagement ring!!!  24K gold, with platinum and silver...some design with it.  Then these huge diamonds in the front, with smaller ones all over.  Then it had this special shine to it!!!  I was about to die at this wedding!!!




When we'd kissed, it was the best kiss ever, thanks to that ring!

A bad thing about marrying Michael...Nelson couldn't take Michael's last name.  Lol!  Michael's last name is Nelson too.  Nelson was so mad, because he wanted it to seem like Michael was really his father to other people.




After the marriage, Michael was still being quite the father.  Now, Nelson got punishments for not doing his homework and stuff.  So Nelson always did good in school, and Michael didn't reward him, because good grades were a student's job.  Michael didn't believe in rewards for things that someone was supossed to do, but when Nelson had gotten a good grade card, he was rewarded with a hundred bucks.  Michael would tell Nelson to spend or invest it...and Nelson would feel so guilty most of the time, that he would invest it.  When Nelson did invest the money, Michael would secretly buy Nelson something really big for his smart decisions. 




Yep, and the house was cramped, so Michael was out house shopping, especially with a little Michael on the way.  I can't believe I married that dork.  Married life, it made me feel trapped.  I didn't have freedom anymore, and doing the things I wanted was hard, because Michael was always home, he wanted two more babies, and I was freaking tired!!!

[ZePrincess]

Woah, that's reeeeeeeeally good! ^_^

[phoebe91]

Wow, its one update after another! lol Anyways, all of them are really good! I can't believe she got married! I can't wait until it plays out!

[Majick]

Wow.

I really hope she turns around xD

The story is hilarious, though.

You don't see very many snotty-bratty sim stories.

I hope it has a happy ending, but for now this is great xD

[yummybunny]

The funny part is that when Nelson was born, I couldn't come up with a name for him.  Then I thought about Nelson, but the last name sounded familiar, and I didn't know where I'd heard it from.  I finally paid attention to Michael's last name during the wedding and noticed that what was where I'd gotten Nelson's name from. 

[yummybunny]

When Michael went house shopping and said that he'd bought us a really nice house, I wanted to see it for myself.  I was thinking of this huge mansion, with a pool, and it was really beautiful.  I wasn't expecting a butler with how frugal Michael was, nor a limo.  Michael was an economy freak, I hated those people.  He said since our town was so small, why not save the earth and walk.  Well, there are billions upon billions of other people driving and flying, Michael!  So when I first saw this house, I was pissed off.  "How much did this cost?"  I asked Michael pretending to be happy.  "This is really...nice."  He'd only spent a hundred grand on it.  Cheap-ass house. 




Then he said that he'd bought us some new furniture, and that was why he told us to pick out the things we really wanted from our old house.  Everything else was going to Goodwill.  Nelson and I were both angry about our new living room.  Where is the TV?  "Television ruins your mind and it brings too many negative influences into the house to get to your kids."  Michael stated. 
"You are a negative influence on my health."  I snapped at Michael.  "Now we are going to die."

I was already about to tire of Michael and his smarty, philosophical ways.  I will never kick him to the curve due to his money...when I think about it, I probably won't be able to, since he paid for everything...he'd kick my butt to the curve and keep my kids until I find someplace.




Well, for the first time in Nelson's life we had a family meal.  Michael didn't believe in eating where you wanted.  Michael came from one of those traditional, perfect families, whose parents were both Harvard graduates.  Stupid, perfect, snooty men.  Michael wasn't snooty...he was just a dork.

"So, we need to think of a name for my developing son.", Michael said.
"What developing son!"  I shouted.  "For God's sake, speak english!"
"My son who is in the gestation stage of his life."  Michael responded.
"He means his unborn son."  Nelson finally said.  "So what do you want to name it?"

I had to put my head down and bury my face when he listed names.

"Bertram, Gilbart, Bort."  Michael listed.  "Peter, Gaylord, or Dick."
Nelson and I were looking at Michael like he was the stupidest person on earth.  Our mouths hung wide open!
"For one thing,"  I stated.  "My baby is not being name none of those names, and especially not Gaylord or Dick.  You know how miserable his life would be?"
"I would even tease him."  Nelson stated.  "I vote that his name would be Dick."




Well, my little Rainy had a birthday.  She burnt her hands with the candles, because she kept on touching them.  So, she started off another year with bandaged hands.  So I had to keep her out of public until her hands healed...I wouldn't want people thinking that she'd been abused.  People are so darn sensitive these days.  We can even knock our kids out in public when they are doing bad without them getting taken away from us.  One time, I took fist to Nelson's head for drawing on this store's walls and people thought I did it on a regular basis.  I had to pay for those expensive walls..that's why!  Like a patch of paint would cost $100.




There's my little girl.  She looks more like Nick, but she isn't as ugly.  She has it in her.  (I know few parents call their kids ugly, but I am not..she's just can be there,) 
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For the rest of this part, the point of view will change to Nelson's.




So having a daddy in the house was kinda different...you know...it was a good thing, since I wasn't being called a "person with no daddy" by my classmates.  Eveyone knew my mommy...idk why.  Michael was really fun, but he can be such a drag.  It was funner when he could come over and then he went home.  Now, I have two parents bugging me, instead of one.  And mom never bugged me, as long as I was out her face.  Michael stopped me from playing WoW and he told me that he wanted to teach me something.  Here we go again.  So he bought me to a stupid chess table and taught me how to play chess. 

Michael was king of the chess table...I really never got it.  I wonder why it just can't be exactly like checkers with nicer looking pawns.




Then, he made Rainy and me play one day.  He told us that we would rather get good at a game that is acceptable in the professional and elegant world.  "You ain't my daddy."  I told him.  I was really sick of him on my back, like he was my daddy.  He was having a baby, so go in mommy's belly and teach that baby how to play chess. 

"I'm the only person who wants to be your daddy."  Michael shooted back at me.  "So suck up to it."

That really hurted, but he was telling the truth.  Rainy enjoyed chess.  She had been playing with Michael...a lot and she would always beat me at it.  I was wondering how did mommy get pregnant with us, when she was never married.  I thought that women could only get pregnant at the altar.  What did mommy do?  Go to an altar by herself.  It seems like Rainy came from Nick, because she looked a lot like him, but how could she when they never went to the altar.  I thought my sissy was really cute.




Every night, there was this hour called education hour.  It happened after homework hour, when we did our homework.  Michael would always be making holidays.  Rainy was in kindergarten, and since she didn't have homework, Michael would teach her how to read, and would make her read books.  Then Rainy became smarter than I was...reading encyclopedias perfectly when she was only five, and I still had to ask what are certain big words.  I decided to study how to cook, since I loved to eat.  I found cooking very interesting.

"Mommy, can you cook something with me?"  I asked mommy, who was laying down in bed one day.
"Does it look like I feel like it?"  she stated.  "With this watermelon in me?"
"It's your fault that it ended up in you in the first place."  I replied.  Mommy didn't hesitate getting up..when I turned my back, she'd threw a shoe at my head.
"You better have eyes behind your head, if you are gonna get smart with me."  she snapped.

I really hated pregnant mommy, it made her even more of a spoiled grump than what she already was.




Well, we'd gotten a new dog named Chad.  Well, he isn't new,  but he was hanging around here when we moved in.  We kept on shooing him, until dad checked his collar.  His collar said that he'd belonged here, so that means his old owners left him here.  Poor dog.  Mommy was totally against keeping us, but Michael said that our house was Chad's home before we moved here.  Mommy was steamed.  "I'm already tired of freaking mutts!"  she b****ed.  That was what mom did all the time, b***h, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.

So Chad, I guess took Mimi to the altar, and one day, I walked into the kitchen to see puppies sliding out Mimi's butt!  Mommy was so mad that she started screaming and stuff.  Then she kept on screaming.  Everyone ignored her grumpy butt...just kept on screaming.  Well, we ignored her until we heard a baby cry.  "Oh s**t!"  Michael screamed.  "Misty?"  I had to laugh, I had never heard Michael curse in my life.  Well, mommy had the baby and we flat out ignored her.  "All of you stress me out!"  she yelled.  "Stupid dork husband, incompetant kids, stupid nasty dogs!  Then I almost died, ignoring me while this baby was coming out."  Well, mommy had been saying for the last month that she was having the baby, then when we did take her seriously, she said she was okay.  Talking about playing wolf.




Here's Malcolm, my new brother.  Michael got off our butts for a while, but that didn't last long.  "You are my kids too."  he said.  "Now do your responsibilities."




So one day, I popped the question.  "Where does babies come from?"
Mother was so tired, that she'd flat out told me.  When Rainy heard how, she'd started crying.  I was shocked.  I didn't know that I had to to that to myself and a female.  It really didn't seem nasty, because it sounded like something that mom would do.  It made perfect sense. 
"But you have to be married." Michael stated.  "Only a husband and a wife can."
"Mommy wasn't married."  I replied.  "It made sense of why she told me to never come in her room without knocking.  Plus, you two had to before you'd gotten married, because mommy was pregnant at the wedding."
"It's really fun."  Mommy said.  "You'll know more around puberty."
"Then I can't wait!"  I happily said.  "So...."
"No!"  Michael screamed in anger.  "Misty, why are you telling him this!  You need to be responsible!"
"You can't watch him all the time."  mom replied.  "I was just planning on not telling him about this anyways, hand him protection around when he hits puberty, and tell him to use it when he needs to."

For the rest of the time, Michael and mommy screamed at each other.  Rainy was crying, so I had to take her away from the table.




Rainy was afraid of mommy for days.




A year later, I had my birthday!  I was really happy!  I wished for Michael to get off my butt.  Mommy was crying the whole time at my party.  "I'm getting old."  she cried.  Mom was only 20 years older than me...she wasn't that darn old. 




As the months went by, I went through a lot of changes.  I was rapidly growing taller, I was gaining weight, I started getting hair all over me.  I really thought I was turning into a monster, then my voice changed.  Rainy started crying when my voice started to change...she would claim that I was turning into a grizzly bear.  Mom, one day, gave me what she told me what she was going to give me, and told me to use it whenever I needed.  I really didn't know what they were, so I shrugged my shoulders and put them away.  "John, tell me that you would use that."  Mom stated.

"John?"  I questioned.  "My name is Nelson."
"Oh, you remind me so much of your father."  Mom claimed. 
"So my dad's name is John?"  I asked.  "What does he look like?"
"You'd know when you see him."  she responded.  "I don't want to be a grandma already...I'm only 34."

So how was I going to use something, when I didn't know what they were?  Then when I first went to high school, all the girls liked me...and so did a few boys.  I really didn't get all of this attention as a dorky kid...even all of the girls that teased me and threw mud at me, when we were children apologized and started being really nice to me.  Whoever my daddy was, I had to thank him for doing one thing to me..giving me some looks.

 

[ZePrincess]

That's great!
I love the way that Nelson's going through the 'awkward years', I'm sure most of us can relate to it.
I ROFL'd at Gaylord and Dick. XD