The Hand of Fate: A Sims 3 Share House Wishacy.

Saturday, 12 November 2011

Gen. 2 Chap. 18: Undone

We settled in pretty quickly to our new house in Riverview, and I even had a little routine going, much to my surprise. 

I’d wake up to Nico’s cries when it was still dark, then feed the other kids as they woke up. 

Then I’d work on teaching Hermione and Dain their toddler skills.

I figured while I was on a roll I should keep going, so I hired a maid service and a babysitter. 

Initially, they only sent one maid over, but once he realised how much work there was to do around the place he called for backup!

(Seriously there were even more maids than this, it was awesome.)
The babysitter I found was called Sally Hustev, and she was fantastic. 

She mostly looked after Nico while I worked on teaching the toddlers their skills, but she was quick to care for the other kids too when they needed attention. 

We made a good team.

Sean helped out with the kids when he could, but he slept odd hours because of work, so it mostly fell back on me. 

Also, we quickly realised Hermione didn’t like Sean for some unknown reason. She would scream whenever he picked her up, and threw some great tantrums for him. 

Sometimes, he could get a smile out of her, but it was a rare occurrence.

Looking back, everything started to fall apart on Dain and Nico’s birthday. Dain could talk and use the potty, but he still kept falling over every few steps when he tried to walk. I was trying to get in some last minute teaching, but after he fell down for the fifth time in a row I resigned myself to the fact that he just wasn’t going to get it.

‘Why don’t you let me have a try?’ interrupted Sean. I started a little - I hadn’t realised he was behind me. ‘Hermione keeps crying when I’m with her, and Dain likes me better.’
I got to my feet, and Dain uneasily tried to stand again too, copying me, before he fell down again. 

‘Fine,’ I said in a toneless voice. ‘Try. But he’s not going to get it.’ 
I stalked out of the room and wandered down to the living room, thinking. 

I had to come to terms with the fact that Sean and I were never going to get together again. No matter how much skimpy underwear I’d worn around the house since we moved here, he’d never even batted an eye. Ignored me. Like I was invisible. 

We barely talked, and if we did, it was about the kids. I had to stop these silly games and grow up. At least, that’s what I told myself. I just hoped I was as strong as I thought I was.

Dain and Nico had their birthday’s that night, and aged into beautiful kids. I was quite touched that Nico had my blonde hair.

My first test came after we’d celebrated the kids birthdays. Sally told me she wouldn’t be able to babysit for me anymore, because school was starting again. I thanked her, and she said goodbye to Nico, who she’d spent the most time with, and the other kids. 

I’d cope without her, I told myself. I’d be fine.
Nico was a funny toddler. Sometimes, he’d forget that I just fed him, for instance, and scream for no reason. Other times I’d smell that his diaper needed changing, but he wouldn’t be crying at all, just happily playing.

Hermione, well, there was no respite with her. She demanded attention all the time, even when she was well fed, had a clean diaper, and had had plenty of cuddles. Screaming the house down for no reason was one of her favourite past times, especially if Sean so much as got near her. 

Only her favourite toy, the xylophone, could hold her attention for long.

Dain didn’t really care much for his siblings, and fair enough too, since they kept him awake at night. 

He’d often go and sit on the swing in the pre dawn light, for some peace and quiet. 

He seemed to be able to keep himself entertained, which was good. 

I had my hands full with Nico and Hermione, and that didn’t leave much time for Dain.
None of us were getting much sleep, and the strain was starting to show. Sean kept showing up to work exhausted, and had been demoted to super villain.

Dain kept falling asleep in class, and was failing school.

Even Nico and Hermione often fell asleep where they lay, and neither of them had mastered any toddler skills yet.

And me? I was at my lowest point ever.

Age caught up with me, and I had my elder birthday, which did nothing for my fragile mental state. 

Dain kept complaining to me about the babies crying, but there wasn’t really anything I could do. 

I tried so hard to keep them happy, but there was only one of me.
Hermione aged into a child with none of her toddler skills mastered, which only devastated me further. I felt like such a failure of a mother.

I thought things would be easier with just Nico to look after, but since I had almost completely lost the will to do anything by this point, it didn’t make much difference. Hermione, like Dain, often escaped the noisy house for the sanctuary of the swings, and watching the sun rise over the river.

It was hard to ignore that Dain was in a constant state of exhaustion. 

I honestly had no idea what to do, I felt so helpless. I’d had multiple calls from the school about Dain, and now Hermione, sleeping in class. 
I should have expected it. I should have known that when the man with the clipboard came to the door, it was the end. But I was in denial. When I realised why he was there, on my doorstep, I lost it.
The thing with anti depressants is that you hardly feel anything. I was sitting across the table from the social worker, and he was telling me my kids were getting taken away from me, and I was perfectly calm. I knew I should be upset, angry, something, but I just wasn’t. When he finally stopped talking, I managed to get a question in.
‘Where will you take them?’
The man looked through his papers. ‘We have one young couple who lives nearby that are wiling to take more than one child. We find we have the most success when we keep siblings together.’
‘Yes. Please keep them together. Can you tell me anything about the couple?’ I knew he probably wouldn’t, but it didn’t hurt to ask.
He looked at his file grudgingly. ‘They have agreed to the distribution of personal information,’ he muttered, as if he didn’t approve. ‘Your children will be taken in by a Miss Lorie Bachelor and Miss Alannah Collingwood.’
Viola was in Nico’s room, sitting on the floor with Nico in her lap, sobbing. I sat down next to her.
‘Viola. Honey, look at me.’ I said, even surprising myself by the gentleness in my voice.
She looked up, her face streaked with tears.
‘Alannah’s taking the kids. Alannah Collingwood.’
It took a moment for her to register this. ‘Are - are you sure?’
‘Yes. And she doesn’t live in Sunset Valley anymore, she lives here, in Riverview. We might be able to see them. It’s going to be okay, Viola.’ I stroked her hair. ‘It’s going to be okay.’

Author's notes:

As you can probably tell by the lack of screenshots, I didn’t play through the social worker bit. Silly me forgot I had the kids saved to the bin so I exited without saving so I wouldn’t lose them. Anyway, I will be continuing on with whichever kid wins the heir vote, I’m just waiting for Buckey’s opinion on whether I call it generation three or make it the start of a new wishacy. 
This chapter was super hard to write. I could not bring myself to make it really sad and awful, so that above is what I settled on.
I was going to get Sean and Viola together again, as they both had a wish to get married. But there just wasn’t any time to get the romance going.

The maid and babysitter hiring was the free day. The social worker came because Dain's social need was low, and he kept passing out so I couldn't raise it. I explained it in more detail on the Hand of Fate thread (link over to the side somewhere).
Gifts! (This is a new thing I’m doing, when a gifted item appears in a chapter I’ll list who gave it to me.)
Nico’s hair gifted bSoupahReo
Hermione's ballet flats gifted by itsnayntrev
Hermione's dancer skirt gifted by simfeetunder

The house was built by ClarkFamilySims. I plan to use it again in the future, probably as the next generations share house.

I don't normally list CC unless you guys ask, but Viola's sexy underwear was made by , who is quite possibly my new favourite creator.

Remember the heir vote is still going, for anyone who still has not voted. And my writing contest closes soon, so get your entry in if you wanted to enter. The link's over on the side there somewhere...

Until next time,

xx Courtney.


  1. Oh so sad that they took the children away!! I hope it all works out and you can carry on with generation 3

    You know - when you said more than 1 maid showed up alarm bells started ringing in my head!! From past experience more than once - maids cause MAJOR GLITCHES!!!! I have nearly lost my just wishes wishacy a few times because of maids. When two used to turn up problems started sims sticking and beome unplayable and unresponsive - Also another thing i had sims suddenly become noisy when they are not doing anything - i had a sim Damen Swan who only had to walk into a room where someonw was sleeping and everyone would wake up and be cross with him for being noisy - I refuse to hire them now - i always ignore wishes for hiring maids. I have a feeling that you might have had so much trouble with the kids because of a glitch.

  2. Really I did not know that - I thought it was great heaps of maids showed up cause then they got all the work done. I did not think it was a glitch because it was the same as Hadley and Kate with the twins - they took forever to care for the kids even when I directed them to. Only it was worse this time round cause Sean was working, and there was a child in the house they had to worry about as well. So maybe Hadley and Kate had the same glitch, because they had a maid too.

  3. Wait,what? I'm really confused right now. WHAT happened to the children so that you can't play with them anymore?

    Apart from that - great chapter! It's really tough that Hermione didn't get on with her father (but if she is good and he is bad, that is understandable...) and that the whole family seemed to be falling apart.
    I am really curious to see what happens now!

  4. @Amhranai The social worker came to take them away. I will continue playing with the new Heir, in a foster home with Alannah and Lorie.

  5. So that really happened? (Sorry, I'm just having a really dumb day ;) ) You wrote something that made me think something happened to the sims in your bin... so they really have been taken away? That's sad :(

  6. @Well they were going to be taken away, the social worker arrived and everything, but I quit without saving that's why there were no pics. Then I moved them into a foster home via edit town. Cos when the social worker takes them away they just disappear.

  7. Aaah, now I get it. Thanks for explaining!
    (Until now the social worker never arrived at my Sims' house to take the kids away, so I didn't know how that was working.)

  8. No problem :) I explained it a bit better on my hand of fate thread if you wanted to check it out

  9. Good heavens! On one hand, that really sucks. OTOH, you certainly make wishacies appealing because they generate so much more drama! I'm glad you have a compromise and can continue the legacy.

    I have always had a maid in my legacy, and I haven't noticed any glitches I could connect with them. I have two maids coming every day at the current house, and I've never seen that happen before.

  10. Oh! That's so sad! Poor Viola and Sean! Poor kids!

    I was so worried about that happening when Glitch/Lorali was born and everyone else in the house was running in the red for several days, but apparently whatever indicators they look for didn't drop too low since they weren't visited by social workers.

    I'm glad that you have a plan to continue playing with the kids, though.

    I've never seen any weird glitches with maids, either, but I'll certainly be on the look out from now on!

  11. I'm so sorry! Such sad news about the kids.
    BTW, I've had two maids come before when I had a big house that was really messy. I don't think it's a glitch.

  12. Wow, a lot has gone on in this story. I can't believe the social worker took the kids! I hope they'll be able to get them back.

    Feel free to check mine out:
    Memoirs Of A City Girl