Sunday, December 4, 2011

Generation 1.14

The city gave me an award for having raised so much money on my crops. I thought it was a little over the top, but I appreciated the thought anyhow. I put it in my bedroom though, so I’d only have to deal with Sunglow’s good-natured snickering.

I wasn’t the only one receiving accolades, of course. My wonderful husband was now what one would consider a Sports Superstar. Sims would remember his name for years and years to come when it came to the game, and he couldn’t be more proud. And I couldn’t be more proud of him.

“You know,” Honey began one morning while the girls watched TV before the bus, “with your natural skills in fishing and liking the outdoors, you’d make a great scientist. You could have a great career at it.”

Lemon Tart just sighed and rolled her eyes. “Not all of us are bound and determined to become filthy rich in our adult years, sis. If that’s what you want, more power to you. I’m content to enjoy my teen years without stressing about what I’m gonna do with the rest of my life.”

Poor Honey Dew could scarcely wrap her head around such an easy-going attitude, unfortunately. She was constantly thinking about what she would do for a career, stressing about her grades and whether or not they were high enough. They were, of course. She’d been on the Honor Roll since she was in Pre-K. That never stopped her from striving for more, though.


“Hey Honey, it’s Melon.”

“Oh, hey! How are you?”

“Fine . . . listen, I was wondering if you wanted to meet up somewhere this evening, hang out maybe? I have something I want to talk to you about.”

“Um . . . well, my brother Saffron is having his teen birthday today . . .


“I’m sure I could meet up for a little bit before-hand. How about the Esplanade?”

“Sounds great! See you there!”

Later that evening most of us gathered for Saffron’s next birthday. There was one notable absence, however, and for once it wasn't Sunglow.

Saffron didn’t let it get him down, however, enjoying his cake.

He and his other sister Lemon sat down to enjoy it after the candles were blown out and his transition was complete.

“Hey . . . where’s Honey? She never misses this stuff.”

“I think she’s out with Melon,” was Lemon’s half-mumbled response, her mouth full of cake. “Don’t take it personal, bro. In fact, this is more reason to celebrate. Maybe if they hook up she’ll finally loosen up some.”

“Yeah .  . . you’re definitely right about that.”

Point in fact, Honey was meeting with Melon at the Esplanade right at that moment. Perhaps it was the lighting, the balmy evening air, but there was something different about her long-time friend that night. Her belly was suddenly full of butterflies, she could hardly catch her breath.

They’d talked like this a hundred thousand times before, but for some reason that night, under that street lamp, it became something magical and new.

Honey felt her heart swell, sure that she’d just realized the love of her life. Her best-friend and confidant, she was certain that Melon felt the same as well. Curfew soon forced them to part, but Honey knew they’d see each other at school the next day. And suddenly, earning good grades weren’t the only reason why she wanted to attend so badly. Melon never got around to sharing the important news they’d met up to discuss, but Honey was sure he’d shown it instead.

It wasn’t until the final period the next day when Lemon approached her, expression confused. “Hey sis, I thought you said you and Melon were dating now.”

“Well . . . I mean, he hasn’t officially asked me or anything, but we might as well be. Why?”

Lemon’s expression became pained. “Well because . . . I just saw him talking to Paisley. He told him that he’d just started dating Caramel Éclair . . .”

Honey Dew could barely comprehend it. What did he mean, he was dating Caramel?! What about last night?! The bell rang, it was time to go home . . . Honey managed to keep a straight face as she approached her beaming friend and requested that he accompany her home that day. He agreed.

As soon as they approached the house, however, she held him back while the others quickly escaped inside.

“I can’t believe you!”

“What’re you talking about?” Melon questioned, looking very confused and sounding it too.

“You’re dating Caramel now?! Where did that come from?!”

“Hey, sorry, it just kind’ve happened today. That’s why I called you out last night, I wanted to talk to you about it. But . . . I guess I got kind’ve distracted.”

Honey was devastated. She’d thought he wanted to be with her, when all along he’d wanted her opinion on some other girl.

“Honey? Are you alright? What’s wrong?” Melon wondered, clueless as always. She felt like such a fool.

“Nothing,” she managed, tone gone robotic. “Just . . . maybe it’s best if you don’t hang out here today. I’ll . . . see you tomorrow.”

And with that she turned around and went inside, closing the door in Melon’s still very confused face.

For the first time since she began school she didn’t immediately pull out her homework. Instead she retreated to her room, where she had herself a nice long cry. How could she have been so wrong?!

After a while, though, the tears eventually dried. The heartache remained, but it would probably fade in time as well. But not for a long while, she feared.

After that, Honey threw herself into her school work even more, determined that she would succeed in at least one area of her life. Even if she wasn’t quite sure where that path would lead just yet.

But then, one afternoon toward the end of her senior year in high-school, Honey Dew was given an extra-credit assignment at Sweet-n-Sour Corporate Towers. As she walked up the front walk toward the glass double doors, she felt an odd sensation. Almost like . . . coming home. Inside, Honey was in awe with the atmosphere. Power brokers and high-end business deals, suits and ties and even the cramped little cubicles. She loved it all.

And suddenly, Honey Dew knew just where it was she wanted to be.

Finally, that day had come at last. My eldest daughter was becoming a young adult. I could scarcely believe it was happening, but it was. My little Honey Dew would be a woman after today.

We all cheered her on as she stepped up to the cake. A part of me felt like crying, but I was determined not to let her see it.

Berry above, she’s so beautiful. A perfect blend of her father and me.

While her brother and sister immediately dug into the cake, Honey suddenly caught my arm and pulled me aside.

“Mom, I need to talk to you about something.” A sense of dread filled me.

“What about, sweetpea?”

“I . . . I want to move out.”

I was stunned. “What? Why in Berry’s name would you want to do that?”

“Mom,” she sighed, looking pained but determined too. More than I’ve ever seen, and that’s definitely saying something. “I know you and daddy love it out here in the country, on the farm surrounded by nature, but I never have and you know it. I want to live in the city, I want to have a career and make something of myself. I’m going to apply for a job at Sweet-n-Sour Towers.”

I won’t lie. A very large part of me was devastated. This house, this farm, meant so much to me. It was my life’s work. And here my eldest child was telling me that she hated it, and wanted nothing more than to get away from it for the rest of her life.

“Please don’t be mad, mama,” Honey suddenly whispered, sounding more vulnerable than I’d ever heard. “This is what I want to do, and I . . . I really need your support.”

Mother’s instinct took over after that, thankfully. I put on a bright smile, and pulled her in for a hug.

“Of course I support you, Honey Dew. You’re my baby, and I’ll always love you no matter what you decide to do with your life. This farm—and this family—was my dream. Now it’s time for you to go out and find your own.”

I could feel the relief ebb out of her as she returned the hug. “Thank you so much, mama. You’re the best.” At that, I had to chuckle.

“Well, I dunno about that. But I’ll agree that I’m not too shabby. Most of the time.” The both of us laughed through our tears. Even though watching her leave was going to be the hardest thing I’ve ever done, I think . . . no, I know that we’ll both be okay.

Generation One is officially complete! *wipes away tears* My little Vanilla Cream can officially retire. I’m actually having Honey move because the placement of the current house drives me nuts with lag due to all the reeds and the fog in the yard. >_> Plus, it makes sense for Honey to want to move out of the country (and the ‘shabby’ farm house) and live closer to work.

Now that the Gen is completed, I’ll share with you my scorecard. Not that I’m keeping official score or anything, but it’s fun to see what I did and didn’t complete.

·         Vanilla’s Lifetime Wish [  ] I was THIS close. She had 7/8 perfect plants. Oh wells.

·         Sunglow’s Lifetime Wish [X] Done and done.

·         Grow a garden with every type of plant from the store (including egg, steak and omni). [  ] Again, THIS close. I had everything but Omni, and I was in the middle of the opportunity that would have given me the seed.

·         Marriage (no woo-hoo beforehand) [X]

·         Have kids, at least one boy and one girl. [X]

·         Master the Gardening skill. [X]

·         Marry someone who Loves the Outdoors [X]

So, not too shabby all in all. Hope you enjoyed Vanilla’s story. Next chapter will be the start of Honey Dew Palette's dream. Stay tuned!


  1. OMG it's here and I love it! :O I am so happy you got most of the first generation's stuff done! SO CLOSE! :3 I feel bad for Honey and Melon, but he totally was a tool, I hope this new career for her really opens up her field with awesome ness! :3 I can't wait to see the next color!!

  2. Honey and Melon were originally supposed to go to prom together. He called and invited her and everything . . . and then it never happened. So I decided I'd get them together anyway and have them date. Originally they were supposed to date on into their adulthood. Then Melon waits until I initiate some flirts to suddenly decide in Story Progression that he wants to go steady with someone else.

    True Story, bro. Lol. So I channeled my frustrations into making him a dummy. ^_^

  3. Sad the see the first generation is done, but excited for the new one!!

  4. Wowza.... this was great. A perfect ending to generation one :) Even though it makes me sad to think of the first generation dying. :'(... because I'm morbid and that was my first thought when I saw Vanilla Cream... I'm sure I'll enjoy generation two just as much though :)

  5. Hey Lynwood it's neebs123 cute generation don't hold me back any longer when are you going to update!

  6. What's the next color? can't wait for the update!

    1. The next color is actually going to be beige/brown. As for updates, unfortunately this project's been put on a bit of a hold. My game is crashing a lot right now, especially in my Rainbowcy file, so I have to figure out how to fix that first before I can proceed. :(