Chapter 1.10: The Last Sim

     "Roooaar, I'm a space monster!" Rachael yelled while Ochre pretended to shoot her with the toy gun on the play ground ship.

     "Get her, get her," the girls screeched from their 'prison' under the monkey bars.

     "Rar," Rachael growled again.

     Ochre aimed the toy gun at her again and jerked it like he was firing.  "Aah," Rachael moaned and fell to the ground in a dramatic display of dying.

     The girls shrieked as Ochre climbed out of the rocket to free them and they took off running around the playground again.

     Rachael laughed as she sat up and watched them run off.  Shaking her head she stood up and dusted off her pants before going back to the picnic table to watch Cerulean at the grill.

     "You make a pretty sexy space monster," he said as she walked past.

     Laughing she dodged the arm he tried to snake around her.

     Rachael sat at the table and watched the children play while Cerulean finished cooking.  For the last six weeks Rachael and Cerulean brought the children to the park together on the weekends.

     Rachael smiled as the children began playing tag.  The time with her sisters has done Ochre some good, though he still doesn't speak he will smile and laugh more often.

     "And they are done," Cerulean said transferring the last hot dog from the grill to the plate.

     "These look great.  We should call the kids while they're still hot."

     "If you want to try and round up those monkeys to come and eat, good luck to you," Cerulean said as Rachael stood up.

     "Becks, River, Ochre!  Come eat, foods ready.  Hey you three," she called as the children ran past her, "Hey! Fine, come eat when you're ready."

     "Told you," Cerulean laughed as she came back to the table and sat next to him.

     "Oh hush," Rachael said accepting the plate he handed to her.

     "Where do they get all that energy?" Cerulean asked as they watched the kids run their third lap of the playground.

     Rachael started laughing at the disgust in his tone.  "Mom always said kids have so much energy because they're too silly to save it for when they get older."

     Cerulean laughed with her and Rachael smiled.  She counted it as a personal victory when she could get him to laugh.

     As serious as she had learned to be with responsibility for her family, he was more so.  When she asked Mags about it she said it was the nature of his job that made him so serious, but when Rachael asked what he did exactly she refused to say more, telling Rachael that it was up to Cerulean to talk to her.

     Cerulean wouldn't talk about himself though, and whenever Rachael asked he would tell her that he can't talk about it and turn the conversation to his son, the girls, or their respective siblings.

     "What's got you so deep in thought," Cerulean asked, putting an arm around her shoulders.

     Rachael ducked under his arm and stood up from the table.

     "Not where the kids can see," she said taking his hand and pulling him up from the table with her.

     She smiled as she pulled him towards the bathrooms where they wouldn't be immediately visible from the playgrounds.  She'd never advertised it to her siblings when she was dating someone in the past and had continued that practice with Cerulean.

     She could tell that it sometimes irritated him when she pretended there was nothing more between them in front of the children or Mags but he respected her wishes and didn't press the issue in front of them.

     "Come here," Cerulean said as he pulled her into his embrace and brought his head down so the smallest gap separated their lips still. 

     "Make me,"  she teased back, wrapping her fingers in his sweater and hanging on to him.

     Rachael laughed as Cerulean groaned before closing the distance between them.  One of his hands cupped her neck as the other pulled her against him.  Rachael let her hands travel around his torso to his back where she embraced him.

     They were so engrossed in kissing that they didn't hear the sims walking up behind them.

     "Rachael?"

     Rachael jumped and pulled away from Cerulean.  But even as her head caught up with what her ears heard, her stomach plummeted through the floor.

     The voice belonged the last sim she ever wanted to see her like this.

     "Well, what do you know?  It is.  Who woulda thought the 'other woman' could catch a man," the woman said, "better not let your girlfriend know."

     Cerulean frowned and turned around to the sim and his girlfriend turned wife while Rachael desperately fought against the urge to either run away or vomit that the sight of Carl and his wife stirred within her.

     "Move along.  Neither your company nor your commentary is wanted," Cerulean said as he stepped in front of Rachael.

     "Easy now. The name's Carl Sharp and I just wanted to pass along a friendly warning.  Mistress here," he said with a nod towards Rachael, "has a reputation round these parts.  You see she's infamous for trying to trap a man into marriage.  Fortunately for me I already had my fiancée to save me from her lies."

     "Watch your mouth," Cerulean stepped forward and grabbed the collar of Carl's shirt.

     "I'm just telling the truth," Carl said holding up his hands in his most non-threatening way.

     Rachael couldn't take it.  Feeling the heated blush of embaressment in her cheeks she pushed past Cerulean and Carl running away from the small group.

     "Ray," Cerulean yelled running after her and catching her by the arm, "Ray, stop.

     "Told you," Carl called after them.

     "Get lost," Cerulean yelled at him.

     Rachael tried to pull her arm away, "let go. Just please let me go."

     "Ray, stop.  Talk to me.  What was that about?"

     Rachael stopped pulling and turned on Cerulean.  "Why?  What does it have to do with you?  Nothing.  You're just my best friends big brother, so leave me alone," she yelled at him.

     Turning around again, Rachael saw the children nearby.  "We're leaving," she said grabbing the girls by their hands and pulling River and Rebecca after her.

     Rachael left the park, Cerulean and the small crowd of onlookers at her little drama behind.

                                                                                                                      

Random Ramblings

   So I'm starting to inject some drama into the story.  Here's the opening of the drama set up.  Wonder where I will take it...kidding, I already know the general route my story will take but I am curious about some of the scenes I will discover along the way.