Chapter 2.3: I Wanna Hold Your Hand

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NEWS UPDATE FOR INQUIRING MINDS

Q: Why does everyone look different?

A: It’s because I downloaded some new skins. So now they should all look slightly more realistic.

Here comes the sun doo-doo-doo-doo/ Here comes the sun/ And I say, it’s alright

Little darlin’/ It’s been a long cold lonely winter/ Little darlin’/ It feels like years since it’s been here.

It’s barely been a week since our last update. That’s a bit overdramatic, Paul.

Paul: Perhaps just a bit.

I think I shall have to come down there and give you boys a chat about this intro business.

But that John… ooooh…. the words won’t be so harsh for him!!

(My simself appears to have a thing for John. Not sure why. I personally like Ringo best. But yes, this is sim me, kindly demonstrating the fact that I have downloaded lots of fun new custom content for my sims. Including this snazzy outfit.)

Alriiiiiiiighty, boys! We’ve got to work on this intro thing here.

John: Why’s that, love?

Because we’re really stretching to make some of these lyrics fit.

Ringo: Well then maybe we should be more specific.

John: We can’t change the lyrics to our songs!

Hmm… Good point. Okay then. Loosely based lyrical intros they shall remain.

John: So where did we last leave off?

Why with the youngins growing up, of course! There was a nifty heir poll to decide who would be the next heir to the Beatle empire!!!

Sim-me (to since forgotten random neighbor): So you see, you had to go to the boolprop site and vote for who will be the heir to the family empire.

Neighbor: I didn’t think families had heirs anymore. That’s a bit old fashioned, isn’t it.

Yea well, this is a legacy. You have to have an heir in a legacy! So….. who won??????

Lucy? Or Jude?

Well, I was on my way over to find out the answer to that question when I happened to stumble upon…. THIS!!!

Don Lothario is actually settling down!!!! With Buck Broke!!! Who’d have thunk???

Which in doing so, he managed to tick off his very pregnant former girlfriend, Constance Shelley.

Constance: Blah blah blah. It’s all words with you Don!!! But your promises never last!!! I hate you, I truly hate you!!!

Ringo: I think I’ve stumbled into some drama…Best be off now….

Run, Ringo, Run! You do not want to see the wrath of a pregnant lady scorned.

But apparently Don made it out unscathed.

Don: Don’t listen to their silly words, Buck. My eyes are only for you now! I may have many things in my past that I regret, but I know that in my future there will be so many things to be proud of, if only my future can be with you!

All together now: AwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!

And they were indeed married that very night, in a quaint private ceremony there in the park.

*sigh* I love happy endings!

…

Hmm…?

What, now? Oh. You wanted to find out who won the heir poll? Well silly me. Let’s go find out!!!

Lucy here got a nifty makeover courtesy of all my fancy new custom content. I think it more suits her inner evil diva than the gypsy look she had before. But alas, it was all for naught….

… because Jude shall be our heir!!!!

Jude: eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy *fonz style*

It was a tight race. Neck and neck. It ended 6 for Lucy and 8 for Jude. I was so distraught personally, I kept going back and forth and back and forth between the two of them. Thank goodness I didn’t have to decide!!!!!!!!!

*The Fonz is from Happy Days a wonderful old TV show. He has a very specific way of saying “eyyy”.

CONSTRUCTION UPDATE

Before we begin scooting along with our regularly scheduled legacy program, I shall show you the current progress of the future legacy mansion. The mansion is being built in stages and the Beatles hope that it will be completed in time for the introduction of generation 4. Yes. You heard right. Four. It’s slow going with the building in this family.

Lucy, however, while she was still a member of the family, decided to do her part by going to get a job. She nabbed Sheldon’s police cruiser and zipped off to her establishment of choice.

Baby you can drive my car/ Yes I’m gonna be a star/ Baby you can drive my car/And maybe I love you/Beep beep, beep beep, YEA

Despite being apparently possessed by some kind of evil demon.

Lucy: No. I’m just checking out my new styling puffed up hairdo. It’s so tall!!

… Please, not while driving Lucy.

So along she went on her merry way to find a means to make an honest days wor….

Wait a minute there. Why are you going into that abandoned warehouse….?

Lucy: I’m going to get a job here.

As what?

Lucy:….a  historical refurbishment crew member?

You liar! You’re getting a job in the criminal career track… AND YOU STOLE YOUR FATHER’S POLICE CRUISER TO DO IT YOU EVIL EVIL SIM, YOU!!!

Lucy: I figured if I came here in a stolen cruiser it would impress the don so much that he’d give me a job for sure!!!

Pfff. Just don’t let him know your “stolen” police cruiser belongs to daddy!!

Despite my reservations about her career path of choice, Lucy did get a job. After which she immediately came home and bought…. a birthday cake?

No one around here is having a birthday, Lu. Everyone just aged up!

Lucy: *fluffs hair* Yea, well, I have a special guest coming over soon. It’s for him.

Vasyl? But he’s already an adult….

WHAT ARE YOU UP TO?????

Lucy:….nothing…..

Then why do I see a teenaged boy running down the street.

Hey. He looks kind of familiar.

Who is that….?

Hmm. Reddish hair… chubby cheeks…. it’s….. IT’S…..

Nope. Not ringing a bell.

Mysteryman: For me???? Awww, you shouldn’t have.

Darn right we shouldn’t have. I don’t even know who you are.

Mysteryman: forgot….. me…..?

ACK! ACK!!!

No! I mean… we know exactly who you are!!! And we are just SO excited to spend your birthday with you!!!! You didn’t have to set the kitchen on FIRE!!

Mysteryman: Ahhhhhhhhhhh! What have I done???!!?? FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Call the firefighters!! Someone CALL THE FIREFIGHTERS!!!!

Sheldon: Ahhh! I didn’t want to be caught in my undercover chef uniform!!!!! It just adds too much around the middle, you know.

JUST. CALL.

A blazing inferno was aloft in the kitchen and I was worried the Beatles were going to be gone before they’d really earned their fame!

Didn’t stop me from enjoying the schmexy fireman though. Rawr to you too Mr. Firefighter.

Lucy: Oh! Mr. Firefighter, I am so afraid!! Please help us!

Pull down that skirt there, Lucy. He’s not facing you, so your….er…. charms…. aren’t going to work at this moment.

Lucy: *pouts* I wanted a child with the pyromaniac hidden trait for my evil empire.

Not going to happen. Because 1.) you’re not the heir. and 2.) I already selected a spouse for you.

So Lucy went off to sulk while insurance replaced our countertop and cake and Mysteryman got on with his interrupted birthday.

Mysteryman: Wait…. I don’t know if I’m ready.

Lucy ran back in.

Lucy: Oooh!!! He’s changing!!! Yay!!! Let’s see what all my work has done!!!!

….I am more than slightly terrified….

Ahhh! He’s radioactive!!! Run!!!! Hide Jude!!! We have to protect his virility!!!!!

Mysteryman: I feel WONDERFUL!

Great… So Mr. Wonderful…. can I call you Mr. Wonderful? Would you prefer to go by something else? Say perhaps, if you weren’t called Mr. Wonderful what would we call you then….?

Lucy: So now that you’re all adult and all… well…. how would you feel about becoming my betrothed?

wait… whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT???? You already have a betrothed, Lucy!!!

Lucy: But I don’t love Vasyl! I love Delvin!

Delvin…. as in…. Delvin JONES?

At last, the mystery is solved!

Oh yea I tell you somethin/ I think you’ll understand/When I say that somethin/ I wanna hold your hand

Lucy: Oh Delvin, just think of the wonderful things we can do together. I can marry you now, since I’m not going to be an heiress. Your white collar family and your riches won’t stand in our way anymore!

*raises eyebrow* Riches, huh? I think I see why you’re interested.

Lucy: SHUT IT, YOU!

Lucy: So Delvin, I love you. Be mine!

Ahhh. I see what she has mesmerized him with. EYES UP DELVIN, EYES UP TO SAVE YOUR FUTURE!!!!

Delvin: Tee hee hee. Boobies.

*headdesk*

And when I touch you I feel happy inside/It’s such a feeling that my love/ I can’t hide!

And so she put the “magic” moves on him.

Really, it all took about a nanosecond to happen. She already had him brainwashed from childhood to follow her around like a trained puppy. This was just the last step to seal his fate, I suppose.

Poor Delvin Jones, you had such a bright…. okay well, no, you didn’t have a bright future really, since you were dumb as a box of rocks, but at least you weren’t about to become the puppet to an evil mastermind seductress.

To some, a ring, for him, it’s a finger sized shackle made of diamonds. A miniature ball and chain. A drain on the lifeblood of his existence. A….

Lucy: ENOUGH!!!

Eeep! OKay. Shutting up now.

Jude meanwhile was cleaning the dishes.

Yup. Love me some dishes.

He did, however, shortly thereafter manage to break the computer in an entirely unauthorized session of computer games. I swear, every time I turn my head one of these sims is messing with either the VR headset or the computer. Jude here should be a LOT father on his chessmaster goal than he is, but the darned computer always reels him in with its seductive powers.

… In hindsight that’s more true to life than I realized….

They sent this lovely specimen of a handiwoman to fix it up. I contemplated awhile on pulling a complete 180 and switching her to be the future spouse, but then it occurred to me that several of the votes were based upon the fact that Annie Elmore (Jude’s intended) was better than Vasyl and it really would be rude of me to switch last minute.

Plus this leaves open some options for a steamy affair with the handygirl later!!!

Gretchen McAlister: I’m getting OUT of here!!!!!

You can run. But you can’t hide!!!!

Speaking of which, we need to get our ACTUAL spouse over here.

Jude:…. and then I’d let you lick the spoon.

Annie: Oh, Jude! You have such a way with words!!!

o.O

Sim flirting is not my area of expertise…. but….yea.

Jude:… just like a zucchini. A really big zucchini.

Annie: *giggles*

…

……..

No comment.

He goes in for the kill.

DOUBLE-WHAMMY!

This kid’s on fire!

Wait…. wait….  I think he’s going to…. NO, IT COULDN’T BE!!!!!!!!!

HOMERUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And the crowd goes wild!

Well…. someone went wild anyway. I see those floaty heart petals!

Annie: Gosh, I’m just SO excited about our wedding.

Jude: It’s like I can already hear the wedding bells.

So being the deed was already done, Jude and Annie did their wedding up classy-like. In the kitchen, with her in her underwear.

Jude, for some reason, is almost always dressed for EVERYTHING. I actually have to ASK him to change into his underwear for certain activities. A Sheldon he is not.

Speaking of which, where is Sheldon? Or Eleanor for that matter….?

Eleanor: The construction site for our new house is kind of creepy…. It’s dark in here.

Then why are you in here, Eleanor?

Eleanor: Oh… no reason….

SECRET TRYST!

Although you guys do have your own room, you know. With lights. And a bed. Like 10 yards over there. *points*

Sheldon: It’s mmmmrf too crowded mmmf at home.

Ah. I see your point. Well. Whatever keeps the passion alive you two!

I seriously love these two. They actually met out in the dark of the abandoned house autonomously to make out like teenagers. It’s just so darned cute!

Annie meanwhile got a makeover, including some fancy new undies I found that I think Jude will enjoy very much.

However, I severely underestimated the power of a man to be completely focused on sports no matter what.

Jude here had his eyes completely GLUED to the sports game he was playing on the computer….

….DESPITE the fact his new bride was levitating in her lingerie next to the desk.

Men!

…

I don’t like that look.

Delvin: OW! My neck!

LUCY!!!

Lucy: (from far off) I can fix it!

Delvin: Yup… allllllllllllllll better! Who needs to look to their left anyway?

Lucy: If I look at the ceiling maybe it will be like he’s Robert Pattinson…..

Not likely, but give it a try.

Elesewhere:

Annie: *gasp*

Ooooh! What?

New maid: Come on, Jude, baby, you know how we maids like to clean up dirty things. Rawr.

o.O

Don’t listen to her, Jude! You’re a married man. And your wife is in the room!

Jude: *thinks* think of toilets. yea. yea. grandma on the toilet. cold showers. baseball. grandma playing baseball in the shower. wait… I don’t have a grandma…. um…. umm….. dad in the bathroom….

Jude: Nope, not interested at all.

Annie: It’s because I’m just so SMOKIN’ hot!

In your cardigan and mom jeans. Yup. That’s it.

Jude still can’t completely kick his childhood germophobe habit. He absolutely HAD to clean the toilet even when the maid was there.

Jude: Geeeeeeerms.

It’s okay Jude.

Annie here took up a new hobby, given I haven’t found her a job since she left the babysitter profession. In fact, it has a lot to do with her lifetime wish.

To have the perfect aquarium!!! I can just feel the headache coming on from THAT one.

Speaking of which, here are the rest of her stats:

Annie Elmore Beatle

Slob, Family-Oriented, Kleptomaniac, Angler

Favorites: Pop, Autumn Salad, Aqua

Brought $2,062 and 4 points of guitar skill.

Annie: I had to sing kumbaya a lot to the kids.

Ahh.

And things went along as usual, with Steve driving the taxi everywhere.

Hey, wait, Steve. Did you dye your hair?

Taxi-man: I’m not Steve.

WHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?????

Taxi Man: My name is Jacques Dewey.

But… but…. what happened to Steve Rosario??? And why do you have the exact same hair as him, apart from the color????

Jacques: It’s a bald man’s union thing. We’ve secured practically a monopoly on the free taxi business.

I fail to see how that is useful, Jacques. I want to know what you have done with Steve.

Jacques: Steve is retired now.

We shall see. *coughkidnappercough*

Annie, meanwhile, seemed to find that the Beatles cooking disagreed with her.

It must have been an epidemic, because Lucy was hugging the toilet bowl too.

Lucy: *thinks* But it’s strikingly clean. Jude did a lovely job.

o.O

Well…. she always was nice to him.

Lucy and Annie even bonded over their mutual illness with a rendezvous in the bathroom.

Lucy: Hoooooooooooo boy! We’re gonna need a match.

Very ladylike, Lu. *snort*

Lucy: It is time. Time for me to put my diabolical plan into action!! Bring me my henchman forth!

Husband, you mean?

Lucy: That’s what I said.

No, you said…. oh nevermind.

Lucy: Goodbye! Goodbye!!! I’ll miss you all!!! I love you!!!!

Some evil plan. Psssh. I think she’s secretly a big old softie deep down inside. Except when it comes to Delvin… Delvin brings out the true evil in her. I’m not really sure it’s healthy….

Jude tried to paint her this colorful goodbye present, but he didn’t finish it in time. It’s just as well though, because *I* really like it!!!

*hangs on the wall*

Lovely!

Lucy and Delvin drove off in their limo into the sunset.

Delvin, I think you underemphasized just how RICH your family is.

Lucy: But I still figured it out!! Bwahaha!

Oy vey.

Delvin: Sometimes I think I should be worried.

You should, Delvin, you really should.

Something in the way she moves/ attracts me like no other lover

Like when she judo chops you in the neck….?

So poor poor Lucy has left the legacy house for this pathetic shack here that Delvin and the Jones family live in.

Yea. I’m not pitying her either. Moving on!

Sheldon finally reached the top of the special agent career track and now he gets to cruise around in this snazzy ride…. with Jacques.

Steve-stealer! WHERE IS HE????

Jacques: I told you, he got a new job as a Sim-Mart greeter.

That’s not what you said last time…. I see through your ruse. You are not to be trusted!!

Despite being chauffered by Jacques the evil carpool driver, Sheldon continued being the complete B-A he is and took the opportunity to go STRAIGHT to the abandoned factory to do a raid.

He only found some minor documents with info worth $350, but still. *I* was proud of him. He was EIGHTY FOUR at this point. YOU try being that productive at 84!

Jude started working on his portrait skills, seeing as Eleanor would be joining the gravity-challenged pretty soon here and I needed her picture before her knockers became intimately acquainted with the floor, if you know what I mean.

Unfortunately, he, like his mother, didn’t quite get the right idea from the start.

It’s SORT of like Eleanor, Jude, but I’m looking for more realism, please.

And while we’re at it, I’d best give Eleanor a makeover so she looks a little more like someone in her 50′s.

You really just can’t get away with tummy shirts and mini skirts anymore, Ellie dear.

She was less than pleased with me.

Eleanor: You gave me MOM hair.

You do have two fully grown children.

Eleanor: MOM. HAIR.

Well now you look more like your “portrait”.

Try again, Jude.

Sammy Felix, our regular maid, still skulked about the house lamenting the fact that HE never made it into the legacy family.

No, seriously. He actually would walk around and BOO at my sims when he went past them.

Right now he’s mad because Jude scooped up the plates to wash before he could get to them.

Jude: I don’t trust him. He wants into this legacy TOO badly.

Good point, Jude. Definitely hide the things we eat off of from the jealous man maid. That’s a poisoning incident waiting to happen right there.

Eleanor was hard at work at portraits though, and given she has a little more experience than Jude, this portrait of Annie turned out rather well.

Speaking of Annie, I wonder how that stomach bug played out for her?

Annie: Ooooh. I think…. I THINK….!!!! JUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tum de dum. This is the door that leads into what will be the baby’s room.

Oh. You want to see?

Okay.

It’s nothing much yet. I put this crib in here because I’m making predictions for a girl. But we all know how good I am at predictions.

But this is where I shall leave you for tonight.

Next time:

Babies!!!

Birthdays!!!

and… Goodbyes???? OH NOES!!!!

John: Oiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. Like that?

Sim-me: No, it’s more like eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. (2:15) Stick with the singing, okay John?

John and Sim-me: We hope you have enjoyed the show!

See you next time!

PS The last “soundtrack” song is really just a bonus John Lennon clip, since he was our featured Beatle today for the most part. So you should go watch that.

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