4.40 Will the Real Ada Please Say “I Do?”

When the news about Fabian reached Ada, Alberto never left her side.


Well, he never left her HOUSE anyway.


Whether this was a comfort to Ada was between her and Alberto, I guess.

(That’s Ada’s bed Alberto is sleeping in.)

Alberto, Charles, and Zahra all suggested to Ada that she postpone the wedding while her grief for her father was still fresh. But she shook her head. “Dead people are parents too,” she explained.

The ceremony was, of course, to be held at the Sunset Institute of Modern Art. “They’re opening a gallery for me,” Ada said in passing.

“They’re what?” Charles asked in astonishment.

“Oh, a gallery dedicated to my work. They’re letting me use the room for the ceremony before it opens.”

She said it as if it were no big deal. Perhaps her muse always knew she would be that successful. Charles rolled through a dozen different responses and just settled with, “Convenient, that.”

He and Sky were among the first to arrive, which wasn’t terribly surprising.


Followed by Jeannette Crumplebottom.


Garry Crumplebottom.


Charmaine Ursine-Langerak and Starr Ursine-Sample Andrews were both on their honeymoons. Charmaine sent affectionate regards. Starr hadn’t said anything. The younger Ursine-Sample kids were there, though.





Toya’s half-sister and foster-daughter (of all the weird combinations) Valerie Ursine.


And Latrice Hodgins, who claimed to be somebody’s date, though she never specified whose.


Shanni and Adjo stood back and watched three generations of Sample clan running about.


“It’s been a wild ride,” Shanni murmured to her twin. “And it doesn’t seem to be slowing down.”

“Tell me about it!” Adjo agreed.

As if to make Adjo’s point, Toya waddled into the art museum.


“This baby’s going to pop out at any minute,” she said at the top of her lungs to be sure everyone could hear. “Can you believe it? At my age!”

Hunter cast about the rapidly-filling gallery. Something was definitely amiss. “Forest, where’s Grandma?”


“Huh?” Forest said. “I saw her before we left home.”


“Uh, oh….”

Indeed, Zahra had a flash of inventing inspiration as the family was loading up in the Motive Mobile, and she found herself unexpectedly delayed.







By the time she got herself together, she found that in all the confusion, the rest of the family had left without her.

Back at the art gallery…

All eyes turned to the couple as they walked into the room.

Alberto hadn’t dressed up as much as you might expect, but at least most of his body was covered.


And then there was Ada. The room went silent as her family gaped.


Shanni had spent hours on the look. She called it her masterpiece.


“You have to look just right for that all eyes on you moment!” Ada’s aunt advised, and who would know better than she?


Ada glided into the room as if she were walking on air. She looked down the aisle at her husband-to-be, and something in her face fell.


“I’m so sorry!” she cried to nobody in particular. “I just can’t do it!”

“Ada!” Charles exclaimed. He tried to get across the room and to be close to his sister.

Ada had just lost her father, and she had not yet let herself express her grief. She’d always marched to the beat of a different drummer, to put it mildly. There was no telling what she might do now.

With a wordless snarl, Ada threw up her skirts and disappeared for a moment in a cloud of white satin and lace. The sound of tearing fabric filled the air.

Then the wedding gown hit the far wall with a fluffy thud. The jeweled tiara followed right after.


“Oh!” Ada sighed. “I feel so free.”

She turned to Shanni with a chagrined smile. “I tried. I really did. But it just isn’t me. I can’t start a wedding with a lie.”


She turned to her assembled friends and family. “This is who I am. We — my muse and I — need to do this our way, or not at all.”


She dashed up the aisle to a bewildered-looking Alberto. “Will you still marry me, weird and weirder, till death do we part?”


Alberto laughed. “Are you kidding? If I wanted a normal girl, I wouldn’t be here.” He walked to the wedding arch and waved for her to follow.


“She’s always been like this,” Toya whispered to Jeannette. “I hope it’s not genetic.”



Zahra didn’t feel safe in Veronica’s souped-up sports car, so she found herself driving Fabian’s creaky old patrol jalopy as fast as it would go into Sunset Valley downtown.


Some folks dashed away from the road as she dashed by. She wondered what they had to hide. (That’s good old Arvid Voss there.)


Just as Ada opened her mouth to begin the ceremony, Zahra came crashing into the gallery, yelling, “I made it!”


“Mom!” Ada cried, dashing away from Alberto to give her mother a hug. “What happened?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Zahra panted. “The point is you’re going to get married with your parent here. Don’t let me slow you down.”

Ada giggled. “Here we go!”












And they became Ada Lovelace and Alberto Sample-Royale.

“The house isn’t going to be the same without her in it,” Zahra said wistfully.

“Yeah,” Charles said.


“By the way,” Zahra said to Adjo as they waited in line for cake. “After all these years, you have to know what goes where by now. You’re having another kid to keep Toya out of trouble, aren’t you?”


Shanni chuckled as she walked by, humming, Ask me no questions. I’ll tell you no lies….


Adjo smiled back blandly. “Toya and I love being parents,” he said. “It’s not my fault that my wife loves motherhood more than she loves taking over the world.”

The reception ran late, but reluctantly guests drifted away to go home and sleep it off. A party couldn’t last forever, not even this one.


Soon the art museum was empty and the lights out.

Except for a few people who couldn’t quite let go of the moment.


We’ll miss you, Ada.



So. Many. Pictures! I cannot believe I took so many pictures. I know I go progressively more nuts with each big extended family event, but I just can’t help it.

Up until I decked her out as a bride, I hadn’t realized just how beautiful Ada grew up to be.

Latrice Hodgins got glitched throwing confetti and was still tossing it when the whole household left and the lights went out….

I have to say that sim genetics were not kind to Latrice. I think the new lesson is, “Never make a baby with Xander Clavell.”

To my annoyance, it turns out that sims won’t sit on those sofas during the wedding routine.

I wish the portrait of Alberto had come out better. It would have made the last shot more poignant. Ah, well. Ada couldn’t get married immediately after returning from vacation because she’d wasted so much time getting a good portrait of Veronica (dude — the portrait generator does NOT handle dark skintones well) that she hadn’t quite finished up her writing skill. After Fabian died, Alberto became a “legitimate” member of the household, so I had Ada paint his portrait for the Pinstar point. It’ll only come into play if Ada and Alberto actually have kids, which — to my surprise — they haven’t done as of this writing.

Ada Lovelace Sample left the household with 130,000 lifetime happiness points. She completed the Illustrious Author Lifetime Wish.

0 thoughts on “4.40 Will the Real Ada Please Say “I Do?”

  1. When Ada acted like she was going to leave Alberto at the altar, I was terrified. Luckily she just changed her clothes and hair style…which made me burst out in laughter. That's so Ada!
    Nevertheless, she was/is absolutely beautiful – something I didn't notice before, either. Her look was too freaky for that.
    Bye, Ada… 🙁

  2. Awww, I'll miss Ada, but it's okay because I know she'll be a happily married woman. 🙂
    I loved seeing the extended family! It's great to know what's going on with them and to see the new kids grow up. 🙂

  3. I love Ada's wedding! I didn't recognize her at first, all done up. I'm glad that she got to have the wedding that she wanted. And that Zahra made it! (The picture of her swan diving into the hot tub is great.)

    The poor Hodgins line! All unfortunate and over-staying their welcome…

  4. Heh. I tried to imagine what her wedding would look like, and that just came out. I couldn't imagine her getting married in a wedding dress.

    I think the picture of her dancing after the wedding also captures how beautiful her face is, but it's hard to see past her weirdness.

  5. Thanks. It's so hard to see a spare go! But it also gives me a break from playing so many characters. :-p

    Since we're following so many generations, I really enjoy seeing what the spun-off spares are doing with their lives. It seems like that's one distinctive thing I do with my legacy.

  6. Ada really cleans up nice! And so different from her usual look.

    I swear I can't make these things things up. The whole deal with Zahra setting herself on fire while everyone use was "Meeting up" to go to the wedding, then driving Fabian's patrol car is exactly as it happened. I'm glad you appreciated that action shot of her driving into the well (that's actually a World Adventures dive well that Lance assembled from pieces he picked up on his travels).

  7. Sorry that I never read this sooner, but I'm behind on all my blog roll! I've been spending all my free PC time on Seasons and Assassins Creed 3 …

    Anyways, I'm glad Ada got married the way she did as she wouldn't have been Ada otherwise. I'm really sad that she's leaving the household, but it has to be done 🙁

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