orikes | Pseudo Sidelines - Chastity's Story

I've been working on getting the pictures I need for 4.8, but when I need a break, I've been hopping into the neighborhood and playing the rotation on various houses. While I was in the Parker-Thompson-Toyanaga house, I realized that a plot line I'd set in place for them just wasn't really going to fit into any of the story updates.

As the family grows, I've come to realize that I'm going to have to let certain branches of the family fade into the background. As much as I loved Charlie and Victoria and all their descendents, there's only so much room in the regular updates for story. So, the Thompsons (and the Toyanagas and the Parkers) are going to fade into cameos and guest appearances in the main storyline.

Lucky for them, and me and you, I can still share what's going on with them in livejournal.

As you may or may not remember, I presented a picture of a toddler many months ago, but would not say who her parents were. Today, you get to find out the truth about that little girl.

So, without further ado, I present

Chastity's Story

Despite Adrian's original misgivings about sharing a house with his brother and sister, life was going pretty well for the grumpy fortune sim. He and his husband, Adrian (yes, it's confusing), had both completed their respective lifetime wants and opened a flower shop.

While a flower shop might have been considered a bit too stereotypical for a pair of gay sims, one of Adrian's loves was gardening and it felt like the right thing to do. Besides, it gave them a chance to get out of the house on a regular basis.

The shop was doing very well for the two of them and was at level eight without much effort. The customers were a varied lot, but they even got the 'Best of the Best' award during one reporter visit.

Among the rest of the household, the twins were firmly in the midst of their teenage years and all that implied. Beta and Alpha would miss out on having a huge brood of cousins their own age, but that didn't stop them from enjoying their teen years.

For her part, Comet was often distracted by her scientific projects. Even though she was primarily a popularity sim, when the opportunity presented itself, she branched off into the side pursuit of knowledge. She was truly her father's daughter in that regard, but it also helped keep her mind off of certain facts that she would rather pretend did not exist.

Like the fact that her husband was no-good philandering jerk.

Andrew Toyanaga was very good at keeping up appearances, so no one else in the house was aware of his indiscretions, but Comet shared a bed with him. Even if she didn't mention it, she was fully aware that her husband often came home smelling of juice and someone else's perfume.

Perhaps after the boys had grown up, she would do something about it.

The final member of the household was Kyle Thompson. Firmly and defiantly living the highlife of a bachelor, he had weathered the glares and demands of his forceful mother to marry and have children. Victoria had known it was a lost cause, but that never stopped her from pestering her younger son to give her the grandbabies she wanted.

Kyle was much happier playing the field. As a Platinum Rock God, he had more than enough groupies and lovers to fill his days and nights.

Never once did he ever give an indication that he was looking for more than some casual fun, even when he invited them to spend the night.

(Yes, that's Lisa Trottier. I had forgotten she was one of Kyle's lovers when she and Ian hooked up.)

Kyle lived a carefree life with the best of both worlds at his fingertips. He could be the best uncle and brother in the world whenever he wanted to, or he could invite any of his girls back to his bachelor pad in the basement. He honestly didn't have a care in the world other than the next good time.

"So have you two thought about college yet?" Adrian asked over spaghetti one night while he and Adrian were eating with the twins.

Alpha swallowed a mouthful, "Uncle T, we're only halfway through high school. Why would we be thinking of college already?"

With a shrug, Beta added, "I have, but Alpha's right. We've got time."

The other Adrian grinned brightly, "Aw, but there's so much more to college than high school. There's toga parties and streakers and mascots and.."

At that moment, the doorbell rang. Adrian rolled his eyes, "You keep corrupting our nephews and I'll go get the door."

"Hello?" Adrian frowned as he got to the door and no one was there, "Anyone there?" Opening the door, he stepped outside, "If it's some damn kids playing ding dong ditch, I'm going to.."

He suddenly stopped and looked to his feet were a bundle in a pink blanket began cooing.

Gently, he knelt down and unwrapped the blanket. Inside was just what he was afraid there would be. A tiny infant girl stared up at him with extremely familiar dark blue eyes.

He didn't even have to read the note pinned to the blanket.

"KYLE!"

The note had said:

"Please take good care of my daughter. I'm not ready to be a mother and I know that everyone here will take good care of her. Her father is Kyle Thompson and our daughter is named after the one thing he never had: Chastity."

With an incredulous expression, Kyle stared down into the face of his daughter. They had the same eyes and the same coloring, so there was no denying that she was his. Never once in all the times his mother had harraunged him to give her a grandbaby did he ever think he would be holding a child of hid own.

A small smile formed, "If only mom could see you. She'd be giving me hell and doting on you all at the same time."

Despite his rampant bachelorhood, Kyle turned out to be a surprisingly good father. WIth Comet's help, he quickly learned the things he needed to do to help his little girl grow up smart and healthy.

There were occasionally things he did that weren't the wisest, like playing the guitar with an amp cranked up to eleven while Chastity was in the room.

There was no permanent hearing loss as far as anyone can tell. And she did like his music.

Honestly, there was no doubt in anyone's mind that Kyle honestly loved his unexpected daughter. He even slowed down the visits of his female friends while she was a toddler.

That said, there was still one question he had.

"Well Chas, I someone has to be your mother since I know you didn't just magically appear on the sidewalk one day. This is our chance to figure it out. It's your birthday and I've invited every lover I had during the time you could have been .. y'know.. conceived."

Adrian had groaned and buried his head in his hands when he'd found out who Kyle had invited to Chastity's birthday party. He'd invited Sophie and Orlando and their brood of kids, of course. But he'd also invited NINE of his lovers. This couldn't turn out to be anything other than a disaster, could it?

Could Chastity's mother be Marylena Hamilton?

Lisa Trottier?

Brittany Upsnott?

Jan Tellerman?

Sandy Bruty?

Katelyn Perry?

Dagmar Bertino?

Marie Mazza?

Or maybe Opal Mellon?

Chastity had more immediate concerns on her hands, like growing up. Finally! She was no longer a baby, dependant on everyone to help her do things. Now she could take care of herself!

"So who do you think the kid belongs to?" Sandy asked as several of the women gathered together.

Katelyn the cheerleader frowned and looked up, "What do you mean?"

Dagmar snorted, "Oh come on, don't tell me you're as blond as the outfit says you are."

Katelyn frowned, "At least I'm not afraid of little dogs."

"Hey!"

Rolling her eyes, Sandy grinned, "Kyle invited us all here because one of us is the girl's mother and he doesn't know who. I know it's not me, so I'm wondering which of you it is."

Lisa just gave a subdued little shake of her head, "It's not me."

Even though no one actually came out and answered the question, Chastity made time after cake to go to each one of the women and introduce herself. If her daddy said one of them had to be her mother then one of them had to be her mother. So, she'd be good and say hi to all of them.

While some of the women were curious about Chastity, a couple could care less and spent most of the party stalking Kyle and helping raise the party score.

Alpha smirked as he watched his uncle soak up the attention without ever lifting a finger, "You're shameless Uncle Kyle."

The next day, Chastity sought out her cousins before school, "I get to ride the bus with you guys today!" This was probably the most exciting thing that had ever happened in her short life so far. She absolutely adored her older cousins.

Alpha crossed his arms and gave his brother a look, "You didn't tell her last night, did you?"

With a shrug, Beta said, "I figured we could do it today."

"What are you guys talking about."

Alpha just gave his brother another look. Between the two disimilar twins, that's all that was needed. Beta's shoulders sagged and he looked at the eager face of his little cousin, "We're leaving for college tonight. This is the only day we'll get to ride on the bus together, squirt."

"Oh." Chastity's face fell and then she grew thoughtful, "Does this mean I get to have your room all to myself?"

Even though they felt bad leaving little Chastity behind, Alpha and Beta were not going to pass up a chance to go to college. There were toga parties and girls and juice kegs and..

.. oh yeah. Term papers.

"So how was school today, Chas?" Kyle generally worked nights, so he was always there to greet Chastity when she got home from school.

Chastity loved getting swung around, so she grinned up at her father, "Good! Cousins Raleigh and Savannah are in my music class and Austin and I get to have lunch together." She paused as he set her down, "But I miss Alpha and Beta."

"I'll call and ask them to come home for dinner tomorrow night. How does that sound?"

"Awesome dad!" Chastity grinned and began kicking the pile of leaves that one of her Uncle Adrians had painstakenly put together.

Kyle watched his daughter with a smile. After a moment he asked, "Does it bug you that you don't have a mom, Chas?"

Another kick sent a huge spray of leaves spraying upward. Turning, she glanced up at him with a huge grin, "Why would it bother me, Daddy? I've got you and I've got Uncle Adrian and Uncle Adrian and Aunt Comet! And when they remember to come and visit I've got Alpha and Beta and I've got Charlotte and Savannah and Raleigh and Austin too. I got lots of family."

So, while Adrian had originally intended the house to only be a home for he and his beloved Adrian...

... it had quickly grown into something more. Even with the dark secrets that sometimes hid in relationships, there was a lot of laughter and love in the house.

"Smile for the camera, Chas."

"What camera, Daddy?"

Kyle smirked, "Just smile, kiddo."

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And there you have it. I planned this out long before I realized I was going to have to let the Thompsons go in the main storyline. Still, I had some of the pictures and wanted to share them with everyone. All of the women at the party are Kyle's lovers and one of them is indeed Chastity's mother. She didn't actually carry the baby, but she did contribute her genetic material. I did it because I realized that I wanted at least one child that would carry on Charlie and Victoria's actual combined genetics and this seemed like the most interesting way to do it.

Don't count on every 'Sideline' turning out like this. More often than not it'll just be picspam, but occasionally I might throw a little bit of story in there.

Oh, and Andrew is indeed a philandering jerk. He's the only sim I've thought about killing just out of spite. He's cheating on Comet with at least three women and he even attempted to ACR Shelby. Every time I catch him on a community lot uncontrollable he starts going after another woman. GRRR.

Anyway, there you go. :)

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Very cute little side story.

I am pretty sure Chastity's mother is not Opal or Sandy. Opal's nose is one that carries over way too easily and the same is true of Sandy's lips and jaw. However that still leaves 7 women.

Poor Comet. You know I thought for a moment that Andrew was a brown haired Cypress with a different haircut. Then I went "No way!" and shook off the delusion. However some sims you just want to die.

I really love Adrian and Adrian. They pretty awesome.

Thanks for writing this up as a story - although I don't mind pic spam either ^_^

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