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Sawyer shocked the entire family by his attentive fatherhood. He checked on her frequently, jumped when she whimpered, spent hours talking and cuddling with her.
In fact, he offered more gentle physical contact to his strange little plant creature than he had to anyone in his entire life, especially when he was a child himself.
While he certainly made sure that Andria saw him, it wasn’t fair to say that he was doing it to spite her. His passion for his baby was clearly both real and intense, though he couldn’t have articulated it.
For Gamora’s part, she was very baby-like, despite her oddly textured plant skin and luminous yellow eyes. She cooed, waved her limbs, and grabbed her daddy’s finger like any baby would. But it was hard to imagine an easier baby. She didn’t need to eat and needed no diaper, which everyone found unnerving. She could go days without crying.
Winston was a normal baby enough for both of them.
Their room became more and more a clash of styles.
Sometimes Edmund had to let off steam and sleep in the treehouse.
Andria’s farming started to get noticed. She was called to Camelot Hall and offered an award grant to further agricultural development in Avalon. The grant came with a nice trophy, and Andria couldn’t help herself — she was bursting with pride.
As status symbols went, she had to say that this one moved like a dream.
She rang up Chaim when his shift ended. “You want to take me out for a romantic dinner,” she told him.
Chaim laughed. “I did? Of course I did. You read my mind.”
“Meet me at Vetinari’s in an hour.”
Chaim’s reaction as Abby stepped out of her new ride was even more satisfying than she’d hoped. “Holy Watcher!” he cried. “Is that yours?”
“It is now,” Abby crooned. “Would you like me to take you for a spin later, big boy?”
Chaim gave her a shy smile. “Only if you stay under the speed limit. I’m never really off duty, you know.”
Sawyer walked nervously out to meet Manisha.
“I suppose you’re wondering why I called you over,” he began.
Manisha gave him a perplexed look. “Why would I wonder? We always meet at your place.”
“Oh,” Sawyer said. “Well, I guess today is different.”
“Sawyer, are you all right? You’re acting really weird.”
“I’m not weird,” Sawyer said. “I’m exhilarated. You will be too. I want to introduce you to the greatest triumph of our lives.”
He beckoned her into the house.
Manisha gasped. “Sawyer, what is that?”
“I took the liberty of naming her Gamora,” Sawyer said. “I know I should have asked you first, but I didn’t think you’d object. I know that character is your favorite.”
Gamora gurgled. Manisha stared. At last, she said again, “What is it, Sawyer?”
“That’s beside the point!” Manisha said. “You didn’t say you were going to make something sentient! I wanted groundbreaking research, not motherhood!”
“You’re talking crazy!” Manisha said. “Stop pretending she’s a sim. She’s a plant with some sim DNA who happens to look like a baby. Just send it to the university lab for analysis and write your research paper.”
The raised voices attracted Dylan and Andria. “Is there a problem I can help with?” Dylan asked.
“Sawyer!” Andria shrieked.
“I am not crazy,” Sawyer shouted.
Andria dashed forward and grabbed Sawyer by the arm. “You are coming with me,” she hissed.
“Are you all right?” Dylan asked Manisha. “Can I help? Can I take you home?”
Manisha stared at the floor, too stunned to do anything for a moment. “I-I’m fine,” she stammered. She tried for a weak laugh. “Sawyer isn’t that strong. I don’t need help. I’ll just go now.”
Dylan escorted her to the door and watched her walk away. Then Gamora’s lonely wail drew him back to the den. He cradled the baby in his arms and took her up to her crib.
“I’m sorry, little one,” he murmured. “It’s not your fault.”
Abby’s midlife crisis rolled a wish for an expensive car, and that sounded like just the kind of status symbol she’d enjoy, especially now that she’s given up on a high-status boyfriend.
Sawyer and Manisha…. oh my. I had Sawyer call Manisha over to introduce her to Gamora. They didn’t have a maxed relationship, but it was close. Sawyer seemed to be doing pretty well with her; I assumed his Socially Awkward trait was less destructive with a high relationship. I thought that I might move Manisha into the house at this point. I left them for a couple of minutes unsupervised. When I came back Sawyer was slapping Manisha, and their relationship had been trashed to 0. I can only assume that Manisha was not as happy to meet her genetic daughter as Sawyer assumed she would be…. :(.
I know that male sims hitting female sims doesn’t have the same ooomph that it does for real humans, but dang. I can’t say that Sawyer wouldn’t do it, though. He follows his own social rules.