1.11: Announcement.

Leon had woken up the next morning before his parents and decided to summon some breakfast so Dalton didn't have to make anything. The contractors were already working on adding to the house for the knew baby. Leon was pretty excited to have one of the upstairs bedrooms.

"You're looking great today, mom." He smiled, noticing her new outfit.

"Thank you, and yes we are still going to the Fall Festival later so the contract guys can finish." Marilyn knew the only reason he complimented her was so they'd still go to the festival. "Breakfast was delicious, thank you Leon." She messed up his hair as she walked by to put her plate in the sink.
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As soon as they got to the Fall Festival Leon ran to the face painting booth, he was getting a pumpkin on his face.

Marilyn went to check out the Haunted House. She stopped and shuddered a little at the faerie statue, recalling her conversation with her brother. She was thankful there wasn't many fae in town.

She came out of the Haunted House and stretched. Too easy, She thought, whoever designed that must be a coward. She went on with her business like nothing happened, sadly Dalton didn't think it was that easy later on when he tried it.

Meanwhile Dalton was bobbing for apples with his son cheering him on happily. For some reason he was the only one in this contest but no matter he still went for it.

After Dalton got his face painted, the boys went to go take some pictures in the photo booth. This was turning out to be another father and son day.

As the night got colder, our favorite leading men had a pie eating contest between the two of them. With no surprise Leon was victorious, he was very smug about too. Dalton ran off puking afterwards and declared it was time to find Mar and go home.

When they couldn't find her, they went home. Once they walked in the door they found Marilyn sitting alone, rubbing her hands. She looked so anxious and vulnerable.

"Mar, what's going on?" Dalton asked nervously, he hated seeing her like that. Marilyn jumped when she heard Dalton.

Marilyn stood up and turned to face her husband and child. She placed her hands gently on her stomach and smiled.

"I'm pregnant."

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Guys, I'm extremely ready for this kid. I hate waiting >_<

The next chapter might be short like this one or I'm going to combine two chapters I have planned, not sure. 

It's currently one something in the morning on my game and the baby is probably gonna come about 5 or so, I'm hoping I can get the shots I want so the next chapter won't be choppy. 

1.10: Fall

The air had a slight nip to it lately as the first days of fall arrived. The night Marilyn had met her brother again, after years of no communication, she decided just to give her husband the watered down version of that night, only telling him that she had seen him, they talked a bit, and that he was staying there in Starlight Shores. He was completely oblivious since the cold air had made all of his plants dormant, that was nothing new, the cold air might be stopping his garden for a season or two but he was about to have another joy in his life.
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It's five o'clock in the morning! What is going on with me?! Marilyn moaned and groaned before running off to the bathroom to puke once again. It had been happening almost every night/early morning, for the past week or so, it was getting old.

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"Mar, honey, what are you wearing?" Dalton decided to point out as soon as everyone sat down that morning. 

"I have no clue what you're talking about dear." Marilyn said tight lipped, not looking up at her irritating husband. 

Dalton just grinned. "Now sugar, I know the reason you're wearing that ridiculous outfit is because you've been gaining a little weight. I mean it looks good on you and I love you all the same, but maybe you should try to make it less noticeable or go work out."

Leon just sat there awkwardly watching his parents have one of their famous passive-aggressive arguments while Marilyn stopped suddenly stunned by what her husband just said.

  "Excuse me?! Did you just call me fat? Is that what I just heard come out of your mouth?" Marilyn gave him 'the stare' challenging him to answer her question.

Sadly Dalton took that challenge, and Leon shoveled breakfast down his throat to catch his bus and get out of this awkward situation.

"Yes, that is exactly what I said. Go workout and eat less."

"I really just want to strangle you right now. Leon close your eyes, I don't want you to see mommy killing your father." Marilyn seriously contemplated wrapping her hands around Dalton's scrawny neck. Though he didn't seemed to be phased by it at all and actually enjoyed.

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Later on that day Sadie came over to do her check up on Leon and to talk about Marilyn and Dalton adopting again. She brought her new born daughter with her, Marilyn was quickly drawn to the child.

 "Awww who's a pretty little darling? You are!" Marilyn cooed and giggled over Sadie's daughter. "You're so lucky, I wish she was mine." She smiled at the wore out looking Sadie, she didn't realize the work it was to have your own child yet.

"Oh Sadie you just sit down and relax, we'll take care of Elena." Marilyn smiled and started to stand up from her chair.

"There's really no need, I can take care of her myself." Sadie said softly, she hated working and carrying her baby around but she had no one else to take care of her.

"We have this, besides Dalton needs the practice." Marilyn stood up to had baby Elena off to her clapping idiot of a husband.

"Yay! I get to hold baby Elena!" He grinned and happily took the baby and walked away.

Sadie whispered and smiled. "You two have such a happy marriage."

"Come on baby Elena, lets get you away from those batty old women. You're so pretty, I want one just like you." He kissed the top of her nose, making both of them giggle. Sadie couldn't help but be worried with Dalton holding her child.

"Aww is someone hungry?" He asked Sadie for a bottle then continued to coo over the baby while he fed her. The women were talking but he couldn't hear them over the T.V. and didn't care too much to try. It wasn't any of his business to listen to girl gossip.

The women talked for the longest time, Dalton didn't mind though since he was holding a baby. Marilyn's phone started to ring and she got up.

"Well it seems I have to go, I have some jobs waiting for me. Thank you for your time, I'll call the contractors out tonight and we'll hopefully get expanding." She quickly said then ran to her room to change and left the house.

"Where'd my wife go?" Dalton turned around stunned to see Mar gone.

"She went to work. Hows my baby?"

"She's perfect." He grinned and played with her chubby cheeks. "Leon's home, I'm just gonna go play with your baby somewhere else."

"So Leon, how do you like it here? Have any chores or activities?"

"I like to clean. I take out the trash when it gets full or when mom tells me to. Dad doesn't mind a messy house, he likes to garden and we go search for bugs and other ingredients." Leon continued happily talking about garbage and how he uses his powers to clean the house.

"So how are your studies?"

Leon took a moment to think. "My grades are good I think, my parents tell me good job all the time so I think that's good. I want to join a club, but I don't know which one yet." And that's when she lost his mind to the T.V., he normally doesn't get to watch it so it was distracting.

Dalton finally came back into the living room as Sadie was leaving, he reluctantly handed Elena over to her mother.

"Well Leon seems happy and as soon as the other little boy is a toddler we'll arrange a meeting. I hope you guys get to expanding quickly, this house is becoming a little too small."

Dalton just smiled not registering what she just said. "Wait what? Expanding? Another little boy? When did this happen?" He looked confused.

"Dad, the T.V.s broken!"

"Wait till your mother gets home son, go work on your homework." He said to Leon then looked back at Sadie but she was already leaving.

"I don't know what your fascination with bugs is, but please for the love of Plumbob don't bring any around your mother." Dalton and Leon were having one of their nightly conversations over Dalton making dinner.

"Yeah, yeah. Careful dad that spaghetti's gonna burn."

"Hey dad, is mom pregnant?" Leon asked randomly.

"Pregnant? Where did you get that idea?" 

Leon shrugged, "Well she has been gaining some weight and I hear her throwing up all the time since my room is near the bathroom. She said her back was hurting earlier too."

That made Dalton stop and think for a few minutes. Had their dream come true? While he was thinking the spaghetti was burning like Leon warned. Though nothing could kill the good mood he was in now.

Thankfully Leon had a power no one knew about and after he cleaned the house he summoned up some food. They ate quietly, the only talking was Dalton warning Leon not to tell Marilyn about the food and him thanking Leon for the delicious dinner. Dalton was mostly in his own little world, lost in the thoughts of babies and diapers. He had to start being a little nicer to Marilyn.

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Oh Dalton. He's such a fun character to write, even though he likes to forget half the things I tell him to do. Though I really wanted to show his lovingness when it came to babies.(Even though Sadie bringing a child was completely unplanned.)

It has almost been confirmed that Marilyn may be pregnant! I hope it's a witch like Dalton or he'd have a panic attack.

1.9: Big Brother.

"Jessie Stewart White. What are you doing here?" Marilyn repeated the question a little more strongly when her brother continued to sit there and smile like an idiot instead of answering.

 Jessie finally stood up, only to get the lecture of a lifetime.

"I cannot believe you had the guts to show up at my show unannounced after years of not talking, or visiting! Who do you think you are?! Mom and dad said they hadn't spoken to you in years either, what's that about?"

"Well hello, and nice to see you too sis."

Oh but Marilyn wasn't done.

"Oh yeah great to see you too! It was awesome to see you at my wedding or at anyone else's wedding or when dad was in the hospital. Great memories!"

"Whoa Mar, can we talk calmly?"

"No, we can not! I still need to yell at you because you really hurt me! I hated you so much, you were selfish and an idiot and mean and a big jerk! By the way you aren't exactly a teen anymore, learn to dress like it."

Now she was done.

Jessie gave her a once over and scowled.

"Well you're one to talk about attire with that dress. Are you an aspiring vocalist or the lady of the night? I can't believe your goof of a husband let you out in that, oh what am I kidding he probably doesn't even notice you're gone."

"Hey! You have no right to talk about Dalton like that, only I can. Yes, he's a goof, but he's my lovable goof. Can you just explain why you are here then go away again?"

"I'm glad you asked little sister, but first I must tell you why I've been gone so long." He paused and waited for her head nod of approval before continuing. "I've been off on secret business investigating the fae. Well the dark fae. Either way, just stay away from the faeries with the dark coloured wings, they've been proving to be bad news. We don't have any proof that the light winged fae are a threat or even a bother to investigate, but I'd be weary of them too."

"Secret investigation? You are one of the best con artists in the world, right after mom, and that's all you could come up with? Come on Jessie, give me the truth. My guess is that you were using your skills to pick up young ladies who fall into your trap."

"It's the truth! Don't bring the family business into this little sister, though my skills are the reason I got the assignment in the first place. My job has no need for thieves like yourself, just con artists and spies."

"I am not-" Marilyn stopped and looked at herself in the mirror. She saw the need of stealing start to creep up on her. The hands that had quickly stolen anything from candy bars to gems, they had been through so much. Just because her brother was in town didn't mean she had to go back to that life.

"Mar? Earth to Marilyn, is anyone home?" Jessie looked curiously at his sister.

"Huh? Oh yeah sorry." Marilyn looked at him like he was a stranger.

 "Like I was saying, I am not a thief anymore. I refuse to bring that into my family, you will not go anywhere near my children with these wild stories. Understand?"

"Oh but darling you would have made the best con artist, you're so pretty. I don't understand why you had to be like the other boys and choose the boring life of a thief." He smiled at the mention of her children. "So I'm an uncle? Oh this is great! I must meet them and tell them everything."

"My soul. Did you not just hear a word I said? No telling them of our family you idiot. Besides, right now you have one nephew and he's my adopted son, Leon."

"I can't wait to meet the little guy!"

"Not until you promise not to tell him anything."

 "Oh dear sister, I will do your bidding and keep my mouth shut!" He shouted as if he was a little intoxicated. "I hope that you may look in your black heart and forgive me for I am deeply sorrowful for the pain I have caused."

"You are an idiot. Yes I forgive you, moron."

"Thank you so much, I really have missed you." He closed his eyes and whispered. "Don't forget what I said about the fae, sis, please."





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Alright so this was more of informational post that will hopefully shine some light on Marilyns background. Also it'll be needed for future posts. I'm so ready for my legacy to speed up a bit, I have so much more interesting things planned.
Also, I'm terrible with dialogue, excuse me.  

1.8: Oh Brother.

Over the next week or so the puking from Marilyn continued, though she never acted like it was abnormal, and Dalton strangely kept his peace; meaning for once he kept his mouth shut. Marilyn hadn't slowed down in her work and surely wasn't prepared for she was going to find later today.

"So sugar pie I've been thinking-"

"That must have hurt your brain terribly, do we need to check that out?"

"If you don't shut your mouth I'm gonna kick you in an unpleasant place."

Dalton turned slightly as Marilyn regained her happy face and attitude. She grabbed her husbands face with her hands, focusing his attention on her as she whispered to him.

"I want to adopt again."

"You want to do what?" Dalton stared at her. His hands slowly fell from her, Marilyns hands also slowly fell and she backed a little to look at her husbands face.

"I think we should adopt another child Dalton."

"And make Leon feel like he's being replaced? Birdie he just got settled in and he's finally getting comfortable with us. You aren't going to turn into a crazy cat lady, minus the cats add the kids. We can get you into a rehab program if you need."

It took Marilyn everything she had not to strangle this man standing in front of her.

"Darling, I love Leon and the table has become so much more lively now that he's here, but maybe the house can be livelier. I want to hear more little feet running around and more little children calling me mommy."

"It's a big decision. Where would we even put another child? This house is too small."

"We can expand! We've been talking about it forever. Can't we just talk to Sadie about it when she comes to check on Leon? Please?"

Dalton looked at Marilyn and laid his hand on her cheek. All this woman has to do is look at him lovingly as she was doing now and he would melt. He was all hers and she knew it.

"Alright Birdie, we can talk to Sadie about adopting another little one."

"Yes! Thank you."

Marilyn quickly kissed Dalton then ran to the room saying something about being nearly late for a performance and that she needed to change.

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Marilyn's night was going fine as usual. There was roughly six Sims watching her, which wasn't too bad considering how small the bar was. Mar usually got a kick out of watching the drunkards fumbling around like the girl near the stage, but today there was a strangely familiar face in the crowd and he seemed to be enjoying himself.

Yet he was still there, now clapping and giving her one of the oddest looks. That same striking green hair on his head as hers, same skin tone, same eyes. Which turned out to look good on both of them since one of the girls in the back was checking him out pretty hard.

Marilyn made sure to sneak a look at the man in the back as she gave the final bow to end her concert. She was definitely going to confront the man as soon as she stepped off the stage.

 "Jesse, what are you doing here?"



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Well this was fun to write. The next chapter will be more dialogue and figuring out who this mystery man is to Marilyn, though I'm sure you can figure it out. 
I'm not sure what else to say. >.<

1.7: Super Mom

Since Leon was now off to school, Marilyn was back to being a busy bee. She had been putting off some of her performances and gigs to stay home more with Leon, now she was missing her little boy. She sniffled back a tear and stuck out her lip thinking about her son. Her mind would be on him all day, she wondered if he'd make any friends or if he liked his teacher.

She loved making a fool of herself if it's to get a gig..

Too bad this lady didn't think she was good enough, even rolled her eyes. Rude!

That's fine, she could at least sell a few of her CD's while she was being rejected, showing how much the people really wanted to hear her.
"That's right you are holding the first ever copy sir!" Marilyn stood there proudly lying to this man. She said that to everyone and it always worked; Sims love to buy the first ever of anything.

Though thankfully that set back didn't stop Marilyn's super woman spirit. She powered through her next few auditions, landing a few gigs every night for the next few days. Though she wasn't sure if the sparkly effects and shaking her lovely parts had more to do with her getting the gigs than her talents did.. Oh well, at least she got them.

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Later that day Mar had her first gig in front of a huge crowd. She was a nervous wreck, but seeing her husband dancing and making a fool of himself had given her the confidence to get through the show. Leon was still at school, Mar was just hoping she could make it home in time to see him before he went to bed.

The show went off without a hitch. Of course some people left, but that couldn't be helped in the middle of summer. It was boiling hot outside and Marilyn wasn't done performing, hopefully the rest would be inside.

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After a long day of performing Mar finally made it home, and just in time to help Leon with his homework. School work wasn't her strong suit, and this wasn't the exception.

"What on earth are these teachers trying to teach you? I mean you're an elementary school student! I've never seen that kind of problem in my life."
"Mom, it's not that hard. You just carry the exponent here and switch these, then solve for y and graph it. It's actually pretty simple."
"Then why do you need my help?"
"I thought it would be funny?"

Marilyn scowled and bopped him on the head before getting up to go to her room and change for bed. Something just wasn't sitting right with her, it took her a little longer to walk than it usually did.

 Suddenly nausea hit her, thankfully she had made it closer to the wall so she had something to lean against.
"Sweetheart?" Dalton had just finished eating when he heard the thud come from Marilyn, though she gave him no reply. "Marilyn, are you alright?" He started to stand up and saw his wife leaning against the wall.
"I'm fine, just a little sick. Get Leon to be please." She barely got that out before running into the bathroom.

Marilyn sat on the floor, afraid that she might puke again. What was making her so sick? She covered her mouth trying to hold back anything else and to quiet her sobbing so Dalton or Leon wouldn't hear. Everything was just fine earlier, maybe working so hard after being off for a while was the cause. Maybe she was pushing herself too hard or it was a 24-hour bug, so many things could be the cause. For now she was spending the night in the bathroom.



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Uh oh! I wonder whats wrong with Mar. 
Soo I'm back again and this time I have ideas! I just have to get the attention span to type them out. Does anyone else have that problem? I want to get on with the story, but as soon as I get on here to type it out I just don't want to anymore. It's sad.