Chapter 30

Yes, dear readers, I know that I left you all waiting on that cliff for a week, and am I sorry?! No, not really 😛

Let’s get back to our Sims shall we.

Robi had decided to have a go at turning the blossoming friendship between himself and our dear Marcy into a love story. Shall we find out how he got on?

Well it would seem our Robi is a bit of a smooth operator!

Just look at how Marcy is looking at him, she is clearly happy that he decided to make his move. (Even if he clearly has some sort of tiger striped rash all over his body.)

He had also found something to give Marcy while she was out on one of her collection expeditions…. (get your minds out of the gutter please!)

Marcy was touched, (again out of the gutter please!) that someone had thought to pick her a flower, and to surprise her with it. Instinctively she threw her arms around our hero.

Robi couldn’t believe that she would do this, to hug him, of her own accord and over a Rose? He had no idea how much this meant to her, she had never been given a token of affection before, she had had tokens that she had collected herself stolen and sold, for who knows what, but to actually be given something that someone had seen and thought of her?! To her it was inconceivable.

And when he took her hands and looked deeply into her eyes, she felt that he could see directly into her soul. She felt some of those carefully constructed walls around her heart weaken, and she knew, that he would always care and look after her.

The hand holding went off for more than a beat and Robi felt something shift as well (do I have to tell you again?). Not for the first time, but with more hope than before, he felt that they really could make a go of it ‘here’ and provide for a happy and healthy family.

Whisper was oblivious to the stirrings (hmmm…) going on next door and was just happily riding along on her newly appropriated carriage.

The next week or so passed quickly, both our hero and heroine were taking their time, they had yet to have their first kiss, it seemed as though they were in some kind of magical loop where nothing could touch them, and they were both… Happy.

A feeling that Marcy thought she could never experience.  She enjoyed getting to know him more, his foibles and niggles intrigued her, never being close enough to anyone before to know that those sorts of things existed!

Robi’s smile was always present, even when doing the dishes.

Well, dear readers, we shall leave our love birds in their bubble and just have to hope that nothing comes along to pop it.