Generation Two: Pello: Chapter Two

Generation 2: Pello Slughorn
Chapter Two: A Job and a Face From The Past

Oh good Sim Creator my sister is a teenager.  Dad and I are going to be in a world of trouble now.  Neither of us has the know-how to deal with an adolescent female let alone a back talking, bitter one.

Parley aged up beautifully; although her birthday was quite a sad sight.  Dad and I, after reminding him several times that it was Parley’s birthday, stayed up late the night before decorating the dining room, making her a cake and wrapping her gifts.  The plan was to have a great birthday breakfast and since it was also Saturday we would take  her to the art museum.  I thought she would like it because she liked to draw.  However all my hard planning was a waist when she descended the stairs on her birthday, looked at the decorations, scrunched her noise, grabbed a banana and a orange and went back upstairs and shut herself in her room.  I tried to get her out of her room several times, but she just didn’t want anything to do with us so dad and I went to the art museum and left her at home.  At some point when we were gone she did gather her gifts.  I just hope she liked them.

The weeks following her birthday she had become a scorpion; her attitude was the sting and her words were the venom.  She was disrespectful and rude to dad and I most of the time.  Dad didn’t seem to really notice it, wow what a shock, and I just couldn’t stand to be around her much.  We had been in A.P. long enough for her to make friends, but she was always complaining about how stupid or hick she thought the kids in her class were.  I was sick of her thinking she was better than everyone else and just her whole attitude. She become more isolated from people and family.  I felt bad, but what could I do?  I was her brother not her parent.

I allowed her to exist in her sullen, bleak world and I continued to do what I did and that was school, take care of the household and recently I had started learning how to play the drums in music class.  I was getting pretty good and I had decided I wanted lessons, but when dad and I sat down to look at the budget we figured out that dad’s small catches were keeping the household afloat, but it didn’t allow for extra’s like music lessons and a drum set.

“I’m really sorry.  I know you were keen on these lessons, but we just can’t swing it.”  He was sincere, but he wouldn’t meet my eyes.

I wanted to scream at him that he needed to do more for this family, that he needed to be more responsible, but I kept my mouth shut.  As hard as it was to be the “man” of the house I couldn’t image how I would act if the love of my life died.  Everyone dealt with it differently, I just hopped that someday dad would be more connected again.

“Okay dad.  Thanks for checking.”  I was disappointed and upset and Cherry and I headed to my room.  That night I decided that I would look for a part time job.  If dad couldn’t buy me my drums and lessons I would do it myself.  Until I could I could keep using the set in the music room to practice on during my free hour.

The following Saturday I got earlier then most Saturday’s and as I ate my bowl of cereal I perused the paper to see if there were any advertisements for jobs.  The paper didn’t turn up any jobs, but I didn’t let that discourage me.  As I left the house I saw my dad’s catch set out ready to be taken to the market.  I grabbed the bucket and thought to myself that the market would be the perfect place to start looking for a job.  With a smile on my face I set off for town.

That evening I came home as the sun sank beyond the land.  I was exhausted and jobless.  I had filled out about a dozen applications and everyone of them told me that they would put it on file, but currently they weren’t hiring.  I felt slightly discouraged, but I wasn’t going to give up.  I wanted that drum set very badly.  So I decided that the following weekend I would try again.  I would have tried on Sunday, but I was taking Cherry to the park for a day of Frisbee and fun.

The next morning after breakfast I packed my backpack a clicked the leash onto Cherry’s collar and we set off to the park.  It was one of my free days where I wasn’t taking care of others needs and I wanted it to last so Cherry and I took a new route to the park.  It was such a good choice the walk was beautiful and the sun felt great.

We came upon a farmhouse and I noticed a sign at the end of the driveway that said “Hiring”.  I looked at Cherry and thought what the heck it wouldn’t hurt to see what kind of work is needing to be done.  We started up the driveway and when I saw an elderly made working in a very plush apple orchard I told Cherry to sit and stay and started to approach the man.

The older man heard me and turned from his chore.  “No no…bring your dog with you young man.”  He called to me.

I patted my leg and Cherry ran to my side and the man met us half way.  Bending down he allowed Cherry to smell his hand before he ran his thin fingers through the fur of her head.  “Beautiful dog you have.”  He stood up smiling.

“Thank you. ”  I puffed my chest out with pride.

“So how can I help you today son?”  He pushed his glasses up his nose.

“Um…I saw your sign and thought I would ask what kind of work you have available.”  I’m normally not a nervous person, but there was something about him that made me want to impress him and I felt as if I was doing anything but impressing him.

“Ah…good good.  Well my name is Dr. Wilmont Fantrain and I’m a veterinarian.  I own the clinic down town, but here I run an animal boarding house and rescue.  I also live here.  I’m looking for a trustworthy person to help me out around here cleaning horse stalls, feeding and walking the dogs, grooming and caring for the cats as well as the other animals we have here.  I have one assistant here, her name is Kora, but we find ourselves obtaining more and more animals so I need more help. “

I raked my hands through my messy hair.  “What are the hours?”

Dr. Fantrain stroked his chin as he thought about it.  “Most weekends for sure, but I may need you at times during the week.  Are you interested?”

I looked over at Cherry worried about leaving her every weekend.  The weekends were normally our time and we both treasured that time.

“Does your dog get along with other animals?”  Dr. Fantrain asked.

“For the most party she does.”  There was one time, soon after I got her, that she got into a little scrap with a stray dog who tried to sleep in her doghouse.

Crossing his arms over his chest he gave me another smile.  His smile was comforting and made you feel at ease.  “What is your dog’s name?”

“Cherry Tree, but I call her Cherry.”

“Well Ms. Cherry would be welcome to come with you on the weekends.  It would be nice for the other animals to be exposed to other animals.  This is if you are interested in the job.”

I was interested.  I loved animals and this sounded like the perfect job for me.  Granted cleaning up horse doo-doo and dog doo-doo wasn’t on my top ten things to do, but this could lead into bigger opportunities and would be a chance to learn from Dr. Fantrain.  Ever since I got Cherry I had thought about become a veterinarian and now I was talking to one about a job.  It seems like luck was turning my way.

“Do I need to fill out an application or something?”

“Nah, we are very informal here.  So can you start next Saturday?”

“Um…yes but can I ask what I will get paid?”

Dr. Fantrain told me what he paid and that payday was every Friday.  We shook hands and I left with a promise to see him the following weekend.  With a sense of accomplishment Cherry and I finished our walk to the park.

The park was great and the whole day I felt like I was on cloud nine.


All week I had been looking forward to Saturday and getting one step closer to my dreams.  I made sure all my homework was done on Friday night and went to bed early.  Nothing was going to stop me from doing a good job.

The day was full of hard work and it was long, but also a lot of fun.  I learned that Dr. Fantrain was a widower.  His wife had died five years prior in a car accident.  Ever since he had surrounded himself with the things he loved to remind him that life is happy, but short.  He opened up his property as a boarding center for animals about a year after his wife’s death, and the residences of A.P. took well to it leaving their pets in his care when they went out of town for holiday’s or long weekends.  However, when people started to report strays and abandoned pets around town he began to take them in and care for them.  The place ran on donations and his money from the clinic.

The weekend I started there weren’t any borders so I spent the time working and getting to know the residents of Fantrain Farm.  I cared for Fareed the horse as Kora brushed Shoshone the unicorn.

I played with Gilbert cat while Ms. Jezebel rolled around in her bed; all the while Cherry made sure she was always close by.

Bear and Cleo were happy to meet Cherry and I.

That weekend I had the best time I had had since moving to A.P. and I looked forward to working for Dr. Fantrain as long as I could.


Life returned to a routine.  During the week I was in school working hard and then home to take care of my family and spend time with Cherry and most days Skype or email with Midori, and on the weekends I was found on the Fantrain farm working hard and having the time of my life.

About three weeks after I started working I got home a little early on a Sunday afternoon and decided to make something special for dinner.  Normally it was something quick and easy because I was so tired after work.  I was cutting up the vegetables when I heard the doorbell ring.  I knew Parley was in the living room watching some dark cartoon so I yelled out at her, “Parley, get the door.”

I heard her drag her feet to the door and open it.  I could hear low murmurs and a moment later she yelled back,  “Pello!”

Laying the knife down and exited the kitchen and as I walked past my sister I said, “Could you have been more rude?”

“Oh probably.” Was her reply before she ran up the stairs to her room.  I heard her door slam as I got to the front door.

“I’m sorry about my sis….” I stopped cold as I saw who it was.

“Midori, man what are you doing here?”

“Nice greeting Dude.  Are you going to invite me in?”  Midori laughed.

I leaned forward and gave my best friend a half hug and ushered him into the house.

“You weren’t kidding about Parley were you?”  He scratched the back of his neck and gave me a concerned look.

“No Man, I wasn’t.”  I lead him into the kitchen so I could continue dinner.  “So what are you doing here and why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”

He leaned up against the counter and grabbed a carrot.  “My dad put in for a transfer at work two months ago and on Friday we moved here after his request was finally accepted.”

“Old man sour requested to move here?  Why?”  I was dumbfounded Mr. Sour wasn’t the friendliness guy around and he seemed pretty content in Riverview.

“Believe it or not my dad has changed some.  I asked if his job had a location in or around Appaloosa Plains.  When I found out that there was a location here I begged and pleaded for him to put in for a transfer, and finally I wore him out and he did.  I didn’t tell you because I wanted it to be a surprise.”  He popped another carrot in his mouth.

“Well it is great to have you here buddy.   Are you staying for dinner?”

Midori nodded his head.  “So Pello, what are we going to do about Parley?”


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Gen. 1: Octavia Chapter Six

The Adventures of the Slughorn Family

Octavia: Generation 1 Chapter 6

***Author’s note*** this chapter has some mature topics, but NOTHING like my chapter 1.5.

Her name was Firefly.  Firefly Tuesday and from the moment he saw her from across the park Porter Slughorn knew he had to meet her.  As the next few days passed into weeks he could not stop thinking about the blue haired, red skinned girl.  He had to find out who she was and where she lived.  Even though he was a child he knew what he wanted and this time he wanted to talk to her, to meet her.

Every day after school he would go to various places to see if she was there.  He would stay at his destination till curfew, even doing his homework there.  He knew that the gal was a teenager so he tried to ask Pax about her without making anything to obvious, but his brother was pretty clueless and was no help in locating her.

Then finally his luck changed one day while he was at the gardens.  He spotted her sitting alone on a bench.  He couldn’t believe that a girl like that was alone.  He mustered up the courage and took a seat next to her.

“Hi I’m Porter Zone.”  He introduced himself with a smile.

“I’m Firefly Tuesday.”  She replied with a heavy sigh.

“That’s a pretty name.”  Porter tried to make small talk.  He wanted to get to know this girl.


“You’re new in town aren’t you?”  He tried again.

She looked at him with distain, she was having a very bad day, and said, “Kid you look nice, but why don’t you go and hang out with someone your own age.”  With that she stood up and left the gardens.

Porter did not let that discourage him.  When he got home that night he googled her, what he learned made him want to get to know her better.  She had a blog journal online and he spent the rest of the night reading it.  He learned that she had moved from Sim Angeles after her dad died, her mom Oodee could not bear the noise and the stress.  They had bought a small farmhouse in Riverview, and after reading the description of their new home Porter’s jaw dropped.  The house they lived in was Kyle’s old house, the people who bought it from Kyle sold it to the Tuesday’s and this girl live right next store.  He couldn’t understand how this had escaped him.  He also learned that this girl was a talented writer. She had several deep, passionate pomes on her blog and he loved them all.

Day after day he would find out where she went after school and followed her.  He attempted small talk and everyday she would ignore him or leave, but one day, out of loneliness, she decided to engage in a conversation with him.  She started off with kids stuff, but he soon changed their conversation to arts and literature.  She was very impressed with is knowledge of great poets that soon she forgot about their age gap.


The two became quick friends and made plans to meet at the park often.  They would talk for hours and even have a little fun with the playground equipment.

More than Porter having a new friend was happening at the Slughorn household.

Octavia and Kyle were settling into married life quite easily.  The boys, well minute Porter, were loving calling him dad and seeing their mom happy.  They knew they didn’t have to call him dad, but both boys chose to.  They enjoyed having a man in the house who took an interest in what they thought and did.

Octavia was very worried about Porter and all the time he was spending away from home and how distant he was getting from her and his brother’s, but Kyle told her that he needed space.  He explained that sometimes young boys just need time to figure things out and it was best to give him that time and space and not to smother him.  She decided to listen to Kyle’s advice and see what happened.

Percy was a loner and even though he loved his mother and brothers he did prefer to spend a lot of time alone.  He would spend hours with his blocks building grand buildings and then tearing them down.  Octavia would watch him from the playroom doorway as she fantasized that he would be a great architect someday.  When this young man wasn’t playing with this blocks he was playing wish this imaginary friend Snuggles.  Octavia was worried about that, but she had read that many children had them and eventually they would outgrow it, so she kept a very close eye on her little boy.

Then the family got some great news.  Octavia was expecting.  Everyone was thrilled that there would be a new addition to the Slughorn Clan and secretly Octavia hoped for a girl.

Kyle and Octavia spent many hours discussing that they were turning the Slughorn name into a Legacy and with that they wanted each generation to be taken over by the opposite sex of the first.

Being that she has only boy’s she was confident that there was a good choice among them, and even though Porter refused to take the Slughorn name she could not bear to leave him out so he was among the choices.  This made things a little weird between her and Kyle since Porter was the clone of her ex.  After their first real fight they came to a decision that Kyle would have a clone made and he would be in the running as well.

Not long after Pello, Greek for Stone, Slughorn was brought home.  Instantly Octavia loved him and was so glad they made this decision.

One morning, close to her due date, she was making breakfast when she heard Porter talking in the other room.  She waddled to the door and gingerly pushed it open a few inches and was very concerned at what she heard.

“I can’t wait to see you next.  I will bring you a red rose and read you a sexy poem.”

How could Porter, her young child, be talking like that?  She was about to burst through the door when…..her first contraction hit.

Kyle rushed her to the hospital where she gave birth to their daughter Parley, English meaning Trader, Slughorn.  However, she was born a little underweight and Octavia had some excessive bleeding so instead of the normal two day stay the two Slughorn women had a week stay the local hospital.  Both, turned out to be fine, but when they were released Kyle didn’t take them home.  Instead they were taken to the local hotel where Kyle and the boys had been staying.  Octavia’s aunt had scheduled a remodel to the house long before she passed and she had planned it for now.  The renovation had already been paid for and when Kyle asked for some of the plans to be modified for children they told him it would be no problem, but it would take a couple weeks extra.

So the first three weeks of little Parley’s lives were spent in a hotel.


The house didn’t look the same and Octavia was overjoyed with the beauty of it.  She wished her aunt were around so she could hug her and thank her for all that she did for her.

Her little friend the Gnome was there to greet her as well.  Looking upon his aged face made her sad, but once he jumped on top of his cane she couldn’t help but smile.  As she stepped into her new home she couldn’t help but think of aging and how said that thought was.


Have a pool at home was exciting for Pax.  Most weekends he would invite Bluebell over and a few other friends from school and they would swim and have fun, and if they weren’t at the Slughorn’s then they could be found at the rec-center.  The two were growing quite close and Octavia approved of Bluebell very much.  She was a wonderfully polite Sim and she could see the adoration for her son in her eyes.

Porter and Firefly spent more and more time together.  With all the commotion surrounding Parley’s birth she had forgotten the conversation she had overheard and she didn’t talk to Porter about it.  Porter and Percy were in scouts after school and she loved showing Firefly how to salute and tie knots and most of all he loved showering her with gifts.  He would pick flowers for her from the gardens and he would make her homemade gifts.  The two got many disapproving stares when they were out together especially when people would catch the two of them hugging or holding hands.

Even though nothing more than occasional handholding and hugging happened poor Firefly got a lot of grief at about it at school.  She already had not friends her own age and this made things worse.  For once even Pax wasn’t clueless to what was going on and told her to back off from his little brother, but no matter how hard she tried she was drawn to Porter’s company.  She enjoyed spending time with him.

Pello wasn’t a loner like Percy, but he did enjoy the great outdoors and from the time school let you till he had to be home for dinner he would go fishing or hiking.  His brothers didn’t enjoy the outdoors like he did so many times he found himself alone.  He really needed to make some friends at school.

Percy started coming out of his shell and spend time with his family.  He still didn’t like going to school, even though he had to, and didn’t like to go out with people he didn’t know but playing tag with one of his brothers or playing on the Simbox was great.

He even took a shine to little Parely who’s would be having a birthday soon.

The day of Parley’s birthday came and everyone was so excited for her to move into her next stage of life.  Kyle was eager to teach her new skills, Octavia was looking forward to dressing her in little girl clothes, and the boys were excited to play with her instead of watching her lay in her crib.

 Awe look at her.  She looks just like Kyle, but with her mom’s eyes.  Parley Slughorn you are one cutie in my book.

Porter invited Firefly over for Parley’s party.  This was the first time he had allowed any of his family to meet her.  He was apprehensive, but the two stayed away from the party and spent time on the Simbox in the living room.

Octavia wasn’t very happy to see that Porter’s friend, the one he talked about often, was about 4 years older than he was.  When she expressed this to Kyle he told her that it was innocent and to not get involved.  She was beginning to wonder about his parenting skills, but she took his advice and didn’t say anything.

That night Porter walked Firefly to the mail box and as she bent down to hug him Porter pressed his lips to hers.  This surprised her and she pulled away from him quickly to see a huge smile on his face.  She didn’t know what do or what to say so she bid him goodnight and then all but ran home, up the stairs to her room and threw herself on the bed tears instantly soaked the pillow.

Pello saw what happened from the window and was bewildered.  From what he knew it was wrong for child sims and Teen sims to be romantically involved.

Porter’s smile faded as Pello confronted him.

“Porter you and that girl are wrong.”

Porter got into Pello’s face and raised his fist, “You say anything and I will pound you.”  He shoves Pello out of his way and headed upstairs.  He was going to go and see if Firefly has written anything about their amazing kiss on her blog.

Little Parley had her dad wrapped around her little finger, and he loved being a stay at home dad.  He was a registered fisherman with Riverview, but since the birth of Parley he didn’t spend much time fishing.  He taught her how to walk and she adored him just as much as he did her.

Octavia got the unpleasant job of teaching her how to talk.  All the little girl wanted to do was hum and sing.  Eventually she got it, but it took quite a long time.

Kyle even got her potty trained at a rapid pace.  They were both very proud parents.

Kyle and Octavia talked about having more children and they tried and tried with no results.  Octavia went in for a checkup and after several tests she found out that she could not have any more children.  The excessive bleeding she had with Parley was a symptom of something bigger, but something treatable.  She had another visit to the hospital but in the end she was just fine, but could not having any more kids.  This news devastated her but Kyle assured her over and over that he was happy with their 4 boys and their baby girl.  It took her a long time but finally Octavia came around and started to act like her old self again.


She found comfort in her family.  Playing with and keeping Parley close was great comfort to her.

 And then it was time for another birthday.  Percy was about to embark on teenhood.  The usual suspects were invited and the festivities started.  Everyone had a grand time and as Percy blew out the candles the guests cheered for him.

They say some Sims hit an awkward stage when they hit teenhood, and Percy was no exception.  Some said he had a face only a mother could loved and in a sense they were right, Octavia love him dearly.

He was attached to Parley when he was a child and that didn’t stop as a teen.  He would spend hours with her, chatting and playing with her and he would listen to her childish secrets and pretend they were real.  He was a great big brother and unlike the other two he was not wrapped up in his own life to take time for Parley.

Porter was right behind Percy, but he opted not to have a big party.  Besides there was only one person that he wanted there and she had been avoiding him.  After he aged up he called her up and for once she actually answered.

“Hey beautiful.” He was super excited to hear her voice.

“Shit.”  She muttered.  She hadn’t looked at the caller id and she regretted answering, but his voice sounded a little different and she was curious.  “You sound different.”

“I know.  Will you meet me at the Gazebo Park in twenty minutes?”  He asked.

“I don’t think that is a good idea.  Besides it is raining.”

“Please.  I will see you there.”  He hung up the phone and headed out the door hoping that she would come.

She did arrive and he was so happy to see her, but she was shocked.  She wasn’t expecting him to be a teen when she arrived.

“H…h…hi.”  She stammered.  She couldn’t take her eyes off him.

“Hi Firefly I’m so glad you came.  I wanted you to be the first one to see me as a teen.  I wanted to tell you that now we can be together.”  He could not control his excitement and he reached up to stroke her pink cheek but she quickly pushed his hand away.

This took him by surprise.  “What?”

“We can’t do this.  My birthday is tomorrow I’m going to be 18.”  She hung her head in sadness.

“We have tonight then.”  He tried to take her hands, but she pulled them away.  “Fine tell me you don’t want to be with me and I will walk away.”

She lifted her head back up and shouted, “That isn’t it!”

He grabbed her hips and pulled her into him wrapping his arms around her.  “Then what’s the problem?”

Firefly couldn’t resist him any longer.  She knew she was in love with this boy even though it was so very wrong, but for one night they would get no judgment, and she was going to allow herself one night of happiness.  She hugged tight to his shoulders not wanting to ever let go.

He finally pulled away so they could share their first real kiss.  That kiss ignited something deep within both of them and they couldn’t hold back any longer.  He led her behind a grove of fir trees for privacy where their kissing became more intense and passionate.  Soon they both fell to the ground and as the rain pelted Porter’s back the two consummated their love for one another.

He walked her home afterwards.  He with her arm around her waist and she pushing close to his side, neither of them uttered a word knowing that what they just experienced with one another could possibly be their last.  They were both past curfew and neither of them cared.  Firefly knew her mother was still lost in her grief for her dad and never knew what was going on with her daughter and Porter had told Octavia that he was spending the night at Danger’s.

By the pond in front of her house the two shared another kiss and as they pulled away Porter said, “Firefly, I love you.”

“I l…..oh my it is midnight.”

As the age bubbles took over her body Firefly turned 18.

Porter still thought she was the most beautiful thing on the planet.

After that night Firefly would not return his calls or reply to his emails.  He would go over to her house and her mom would send him away.

The separation was killing him.  All he could think about was the feel of her skin and the taste of her lips.  He didn’t understand why she wouldn’t at least talk to him.  He tried keeping himself busy by working out and it help some, but nothing could keep his mind from her.

A month after there one night Porter got a text at 1a.m. from Firefly:  I need to see you.  It is killing me to be so far away from you.  Meet me out back of your house.

Porter quickly threw on a pair of jeans and a shirt and headed quietly outside.  The two climbed up into the tree house with intension of just talking but one thing lead to another and hands began to roam.  Octavia got up to get a drink of water and she heard a commotion coming from the back yard.  She grabbed a flashlight and went to check it out.

When she got outside she saw the tree house shaking and making a creaking noise.  She climbed up the ladder and as she stuck her head in the door she almost fainted from the sight.

Firefly covered herself and screamed and Porter dropped his head back onto the floor letting out a defeated sigh.  Octavia scrambled down the ladder.

Seeing a grown half naked woman atop her teenage son made Octavia feel sick and standing there she couldn’t help but think that Kyle had been wrong all these years.  She should have been more attentive.  She should have squashed their friendship when she thought she should and all she didn’t do has lead to this.

Full of anger Octavia waited for the two of them to come down the ladder.

“You little harlot you get off my property and stay away from my son.  If I catch you near him again I will call the cops.”

“But Mrs. Slughorn…..”

“I don’t want to hear it.  Get out of here and you young man.  You are grounded indefinitely.  Now march your little ass up to your room.”

“Whatever.”  Porter crossed his arms over his chest.

Octavia grabbed his elbow.  “I have had enough of your attitude Mr.  I am your mother and I have been lenient with you because of the circumstances, but no longer.  I love you and I am going to allow you to ruin your life like this.  Now get up to your room.”

Porter decided it would be a good idea to listen and ran at full speed to the house.

The next morning Kyle and Octavia got into the worst argument of their marriage.  When she told Kyle what she had happened he tried to laugh it off and said, “He is a teenage boy with teenage hormones.  Firefly is a very pretty girl and just is just barely a Young Adult.  He has had a crush on her since he was young it was bound to happen.”

Octavia couldn’t believe her ears.  The argument lasted for several weeks resulting in them sleeping in different rooms.  The turnaround point was when Kyle over heard the conversation between Danger and Octavia in regards to the matter.  Danger was boasting about how proud he was of his son and felt that a punishment at all was unnecessary.  Octavia hung up the phone in tears feeling that she was being labeled the bad guy in Porter’s life.   Kyle came up behind her and took her into a loving embrace. That night they had a great talk about the children and decided that they would always be a united front in regards to them.

After that incident Firefly really cut Porter out of her life.  She would not return his calls, texts, emails or IM’s.  She couldn’t believe that she had done such a horrendous thing.  She was embarrassed and needed to get on with her life.

About four months later Porter got a phone call at about 4 a.m.  He sleepily looked at the caller ID and a smile spread over his face, “Hi beautiful.”

“Porter we are in trouble.”  She said solemnly.

He listened to the rest of her announcement in disbelief and when he hung up he was in shock.  He plodded down the stairs to Octavia and Kyle’s room.

“Mom..” He said as he slowly opens the door.

Octavia woke with a start and dismay that he was calling her mom.  She climbed out of bed,  “What is it sweetheart?”

“Uh I have something to tell you.  You aren’t going to like it.”

“You can tell me anything honey.  What is it that has you up so early?”

Shock was plastered on his face as he mustered up the courage to tell her what Firefly had just told him.  He took a big gulp and blurted it out,  “MomFireflyispregnant.”

She didn’t quite understand it.  Well it was more like she didn’t want what she heard to be true.  “I’m sorry.  What was that?”

He took in another deep breath.  “Mom Firefly is pregnant.”

Gen. 1: Octavia Chapter Five

The Adventures of the Slughorn Family

Octavia: Generation 1 Chapter 5


Kyle slid the black velvet box back into his pocket.  He never expected that she would cry over his proposal.  He knew she would think she was surprised but it, but never that she would cry.  He took her hands and led her to the nearby bench.

They sat there in silence as the sun set on Riverview.  Neither of them knew what to say or where to start if they did.

Finally as the street lights came on Kyle turned to hear, by this time her tears had dried up, he took her hands and looked directly into her beautiful pale blue eyes.

“Octavia, I know you don’t love me like you did Danger, but if you really look inside yourself I know you love me.  I can make you and your fantastic boys happy I know I can, but you have to let me in to do it.  I want to become a Slughorn and help make your name well known through the Sim world.  I-“

“You want to take my last name?”  Octavia interrupted.

“Yes!  You are the bravest most wonderful person I know and I want to help make your name a household legacy.”  He tightened his grip on her hands and was pleased when she laced her fingers with his.

Octavia’s throat felt as if it would close for good, but she pushed past that and spoke.  “Kyle, I love having you around and I don’t know what I would do without you, but I don’t know if I love you, and if I do how do I know that my feelings are love and not just sensations like with Danger?”

“You don’t know.  Sometimes you just have to take a change in life.  I thought I loved Misty and we were together for years, but I never felt for her the way I feel for you.  I know I want to take a change with you.  There is no doubt in my mind, but –“

Again Octavia interrupted, “We haven’t even kissed.  We don’t even know we connect on that level.”  Her voice was shrill and cracked with emotion.

Kyle slid closer to her and moved his hand to the back of her head and leaned forward…. Octavia pushed him away.

“No not this way.  This is wrong… it is all wrong.”  The tears once again began spilling down her face.

Kyle hated to see her like this but as he waited for her to arrive earlier he had decided it was all or nothing and he knew that he could never go back.  “I will give you some time to process all this and to figure out how you really feel, but I can’t wait for you forever.  If you haven’t given me an answer in two weeks or the answer is you don’t love me I am going to be leaving Riverview.  There is nothing but you and your boys here for me and if you don’t want me then I need to find myself a new life.”

“Kyle…”  Again Octavia’s voice cracked.  She couldn’t bear the thought of him leaving.  She needed him.

He leaned over, kissed her on her cheek and left her sitting on the cold bench alone.

When she finally dragged herself home she thought that some boding with her boys would be great and luckily they were all home from their dad’s house.  A good game of Sims3 on the Simstation did put a smile on her face, but she couldn’t shake the sinking feeling she had in the pit of her stomach.  She wanted to talk to Kyle, but he was nowhere to be found.  Pax told her when she got home that he hadn’t been home yet.

The next few days Kyle didn’t return home and Octavia worried about him.  She worried if he was okay and if he hated her.  She worried that he would never come home, but as she worried she also thought.

At school Pax found out prom was coming up and he knew exactly who he wanted to ask, but she had missed school the past two days.  Saturday morning rolled around and he called her up asking if she could meet him at the activities park.  She quickly agreed and even though he hated the outdoors he headed out the door.

When he got there he found her waiting for him at the mouth of the park.  He couldn’t believe his eyes.  Her beautiful long hair was no longer.  It was chopped short and spiky.

“Wow Bluebell you cut your hair.”  He didn’t really know what to think about it.

She bowed her head and looked at her shoes.  “I know it is awful.  My dad bought us a chemistry set and my sister was playing with it and I went to get her for dinner and I got caught in the explosion and my hair caught fire.”

“What?!?  That is awful.  Are you all okay?”

“Yeah we are both fine nothing more but my hair was harmed.”  She sniffled trying to keep the tears from escaping her eyes.

Pax didn’t like seeing her so said. He put his hand under her chin and lifted her head so that their eyes met.  When they did he realized that it isn’t her hair that he was crazy about but her.

“There was a reason I asked you here today.”  He said pushing the toe of his shoe into the dirt.

“Really?”  Her cheeks turned a pretty shade of pink and on top of her blue skin it was breathtaking to Pax.

“Yeah, Um… I wanted to …. Ah… ask you … if you.. uh wanted to… um go … ah… with me to prom?”  His question was drawn out and all over the place.

Bluebell was taken off guard.  She never thought in a million years that her crush may like her back and she blurted out,  “YES!” and then her cheeks grew even redder.

“Well I am glad that it is a yes.”  He laughed.  “Oh and just for the record I love your hair.”  He winked at her and she knew that she would do her best to make him hers.

The next week the two found themselves inseparable.  They ate lunch together, sat next to each other in every class they could and always talking about their plans for the prom.

The night finally came and the two had a grand time.  They acted silly and were two great kids at a party, but as they danced close Bluebell whispered into Pax’s ear, “Pax Slughorn one day you will be mine.”

He just chuckled it off as being the mood and didn’t reply.  After the dance a bunch of the kids, including the two of them, went to the activities park to hang out and watch the sunrise.  It was the only night of the year that Riverview lifted the teen curfew.

As the sun rose over the horizon Pax and Bluebell shared their first of many kisses.

 As her oldest was out finding a new love and have a grand time Octavia and Porter had a breakthrough.  He never called her mom and always talked about Danger like he was his idol.  Octavia desperately wanted Porter to know that he was his own person.  He may be Danger’s clone, but he was his own living breathing person with his own feelings and decisions to make.  That night Porter wasn’t feeling well and allowed Octavia to dote over him.  She fixed him chicken soup and when she tucked him into bed he allowed her to kiss is little head.  Heart broken heart started to mend a little that night.  You see Kyle still had not come home or called or anything.

Two weeks had passed since Kyle proposed to Octavia.  She found herself waiting for him on the front porch.  As she sat there sipping her coffee the morning dew soaked threw her flannel pj’s.  She was mesmerized by a cute little gnome who was dancing in the yard trying to make her smile at no avail.

The only time a smile played on her lips was when she watched Kyle’s car put into the driveway.

“Shouldn’t you be at work?”  He asked in a monotone voice as he sat down next to her.  He had a sinking feeling that she was going to send him away and the past two weeks he had been preparing to leave.

“I was hoping you would come home today.”  She replied solemnly.

“Well I did and do you have an answer for me?”  He folded his hands in his lap and looked down at them.

“Kyle…. I…”  She couldn’t form the words she was thinking.

He rubbed his hands on his faded overalls and stood up, “I figured.  I will get my stuff packed up and will be out of here as quick as I can.”

Octavia stood up quickly and threw her cup down and got into his face.  “Listen to me.”  She shouted taking Kyle back a step.  “I am terrified of his and all I know is that I can’t live without you.  Do you still have the damn ring?”  Her anger took over and her face grew red.

“Um… of course I do.”  He stammered.

“We don’t need another big production for this.  Just slip it on my finger, okay.”  She held out her shaking hand.

Kyle pulled the box from his pocket and after pulling the ring out of the box he slide it on her finger.  Octavia smiled widely at the man that would finally make her a wife.

After that things started too happened pretty fast.  Kyle insisted on having a semi-big wedding and that Octavia have a bachelorette party.  He wanted to make sure she didn’t miss out on a thing.

She had invited her family, but her parents were ailing and since she had never been very close to her siblings they couldn’t take the time out of their own lives to make the trip.  Kyle had no family left so that meant that their wedding party and guest would be the boys and friends.

Over the years Misty and Octavia started to rebuild their friendship, but they weren’t as close as they use to be.  Octavia had a new close friend.  Her name was Breeka Blush and she was Octavia’s maid of honor.


At the bachelorette party Breeka made a beautiful speech about the love Octavia and Kyle shared and then as everyone lifted their glasses for the toast she hit Octavia in the face with the alcohol.

Octavia got Breeka back when she was least expecting it.  The woman had a grand time and the following day they went dress shopping.

She would be the bell of the ball the picture of beauty at her wedding.

Many of you may be wondering what the boys think of all this.  Pax and Percival were thrilled at the thought of Kyle being a Slughorn, but Porter was not thrilled.  He had never taken on the Slughorn name and all he wanted was to move in with Danger, but Octavia and the courts would not let that happen.  However, even though he didn’t like it he didn’t cause a scene.  Thank goodness for small favors.

Finally the big day arrived and Octavia woke up in awe.  It was her wedding day.  After all those years of Danger stringing her along she never thought this day would ever arrive.


 “Octavia Brenda Slughorn, it has taken us a long time to get here and I for one will never let it go.  I vow to make you happy, treat you with respect and love your boys.  Till death do us part my love.”  He put the ring on her finger.

“Kyle Brundel Time, we started out as friends and now I can’t see my life without you in it.  It took me a long time to figure out that I love you.  I vow to you that I will treat you with respect and love you till death do us part.”

They shared their first kiss as husband and wife and as they turned to great their guests the minister presented them as Mr. and Mrs. Kyle Slughorn.

Breeka had been in charge of the cake and she did a wonderful job of it.  The cake was fluffy and delicious.  The guests had a grand time.

The party dance well after sunset.

Finally Octavia and Kyle left their party and headed to the limo that would take them to the hotel for the night and as Porter Zone watched the woman who wanted him to call her mother and her new husband drive away he spotted something across the park.

The sight was something that he knew would change his life forever.

Gen. 1: Octavia Chapter Four

The Adventures of the Slughorn Family

Octavia: Generation 1 Chapter 4


Time moved along as it does and the Slughorn’s were finding a sense of normalcy again.  Kyle, who happened to live next store, would come by every morning.  Octavia would wake up to him mowing the lawn, or weeding the garden or other outdoor jobs.

The boys loved him and even though she had sworn off men she really enjoyed having him around.


She could always count on him taking the time to just listen to her.  They frequently talked about their ex’s betrayals and the wounds left behind by them.

Kyle would interject where he needed, but for the most part he just allowed Octavia to talk.  This was something she wasn’t use to, first with her large family and then with her absent boyfriend and father of her children.

Kyle hated being in his big house alone.  Misty didn’t want in the divorce and he couldn’t stand the memories it held.  Octavia understood what he was going through and made sure he was invited to dinner every night and included him in many of the family outings.

Finally Kyle put his house up for sale and it wasn’t long until he got an offer on it that he couldn’t refuse.  He told Octavia and the boys one night at dinner that he would be moving to a new city once the sale was final.

Octavia couldn’t take that news.  He had become her friend, her confidant, and her rock.  She couldn’t bear the thought of losing him.  She discussed it with the boys and they asked him to move in with them once the house was sold.  The boys gushed about how he would bunk in their room and it would be like the ultimate sleepover.  Kyle, who didn’t want to leave Octavia either, agreed and the move, was set in motion.

Soon after he moved in it was time for Percy’s birthday.  Octavia couldn’t believe that her little loner boy who spends hours talking to his imaginary friend was going to be a child, old enough to attend school and old enough to not need mom as much.

In the Slughorn tradition she planned a big party.  When the day came she couldn’t help by tear up that her boys were growing up.

The morning of Percy’s birthday, big brother Pax, woke the sleeping toddler, pulled him out of bed and gently set him on the floor.

“Today you are going to be a child little brother.”  Pax’s words had been carefully planned out and rehearsed.  “This means you are going to have to help Porter and I help mom around the house.  Our dad didn’t do the greatest job of taking care of mom, but we can.  Do you understand me little brother?”

Percival suck his fist in his mouth and looked up at Pax with big blue eyes.  “Me got it brover.”  The little toddler cooed.

Pax shook his head in satisfaction and took the younger boys hand and helped him downstairs for breakfast.

When they got downstairs Pax got Percy his last bottle and stopped Porter from waking their mom.

“What?”  Porter’s attitude filled up the room.

“Let her sleep in a little.”

“Pax we need breakfast.  I’m hungry.”  Porter sounded just like his look-a-like Danger.

“If you can’t do it yourself then I will get you a bowl of cereal, but let mama sleep.  We have a busy day today and she does a lot work for us as it is.”  Pax was growing up way to fast and this worried Octavia as she stood on the other side of her door listening to her boys.

She opened the door and smiled at her life, yes she considered her three boys her life, and said “Who’s hungry?”

The morning was spent feeding the boys and getting ready for the party ahead.  The party itself was a grand success.  The day was filled with great friends, good music, fun games and great food.

And as the sun set on the day Octavia helped her little Percy blow out the candles on the cake she made him.

And just like his brother Pax, Percy loved to dance. He spent the rest of his birthday dancing the night away.

Kyle woke up extra early every morning and would go out into the yard and sit by the little pond to think about his life and what he wanted out of it.  The day after Percy’s party as he sat out on the wet grass Kyle Time finally understood what he wanted for his life, but now that he knew he had to figure out how to make it happen.



Life for the Slughorn’s fell into a nice normal pattern.  Bonds were being formed by the members in the family and the children started to test the waters to see what they liked and what they didn’t like in hopes for someday to find what they want to do with their lives.

Pax, who loved telling a great story, would spend hours writing short scary stories and tell them to his brothers before bed.  This lead too many nightmares and 1 am awaking that they didn’t tell Octavia about.

Then all too quickly it was time for another birthday party, this time from child to teen hood and this aging worried Octavia.  She knew that Pax was as great child, loving and kind, but she also knew that he was the child of Danger and he could start showing behaviors much like his father’s.  As she planned for the party she worried about what could happen but hoped for the best.

Before the guest began to arrive Octavia gave Kyle a camera and asked him take a picture of her and her boys.  She tried to be energetic and positive because the boys really didn’t want to “pose” for a picture and Kyle just happened to snap the picture at the most unexpected time.

As Pax leaned over his confetti decorated cake he placed his finger to his chin.  He wanted to wish for something special, something most kids didn’t wish for, and something not for himself and as the image of what he wished for filled his mind he blew out his candles.

As the age sparkles overtook the young boy the party attendees cheered.  Look do you see who was finally allowed visitation and actually came?  Is it a surprise to you that he came?  ***I would love to hear your thoughts about it.***

Pax smiled widely as his mom took his first teen year picture.

There was only one thing that Pax really wanted for his birthday and that was a fresh start with his dad.  Now that his dad was allowed, by law, to be a part of his life and he took the time to come to his party he wanted a start over.  Octavia didn’t understand this.  The man walked away from his family, from his boys, but the boys in question only wanted their dad even after all that. So she tried to be more like her children and said she would try to be civil to him for her boys.

She even agreed when Pax asked to have pictures taken with Danger.

He had inherited so much of the Slughorn features.  He was quite the handsome young man and Octavia hoped and prayed for good things in regards to him.

After pictures were taken, fun was had, the younger boys were in bed and the guest headed home Octavia, Kyle and Pax sat down and had a piece of cake.  As Kyle looked across the table at Octavia he knew that he had to put his plan into motion.

“Octavia, I won two tickets for a three night stay in Simwaii.  I thought that since Pax is now a teen and he can watch the younger boys you would go with me.” He smiled widely at her.  He knew that Pax would just on board and he was right.

“Mom that would be great for you to go with Kyle.  You work so hard and you do so much for all of us it is time to do something for yourself.”  Pax looked over at Kyle who nodded his head in agreement.

“I’m not sure that is a good idea.  Porter has a report due and Percy needs help with his spelling.”

“Mom it is only for three days.  I can help them with that stuff.  I had Mr. Trent for history mom and I know what he expects when a student gives a report, and you know spelling is easy for me.”

Octavia sat quite for a bit and finally agreed to go against her better judgment and two days later she found herself on a plan traveling to a tropical oasis.

While his mother was gone Pax was true to his word.  He made sure his brothers got up and made it to school on time.  He helped them with their school work and even made them healthy dinners, despite the fact that Octavia had left them some money to order food.

He was a very responsible teen, but even with that he found himself breaking the rules.  He wanted to get to know more kids his own age so he threw a party while the adults away.

 During the party he got a little cozy with this stunning gal.  Her name is Bluebell Red and she was new to Riverview.  Pax didn’t know what he was feeling and where those feelings were going, but he had a great time chatting with her and cuddling with her under the stars.

The cops were called on the party, but since they had never had any problems from the Slughorn home they just gave him a warning and told him that everyone had to go home.  They even promised not to tell his mom, this time.

He hugged Bluebell goodbye and tucked the boys into bed and as he sat down to finish up his homework Octavia and Kyle came home, both wondering why he was up so late doing homework.

Kyle and Octavia had a wonderful time together in Simwaii but it hadn’t gone the way Kyle had planned at all.  He had hoped he would be able to confess, once again, his feelings for Octavia, but the opportunity never arose.

After they had been home a month he couldn’t take just being friends any longer.  So one afternoon Octavia came home from work to an empty house.  Laid on her bed were a beautiful dress and a note. The note read:

My dearest Octavia,

I am not going to beat around the bush with you any long.  Please put on this dress and meet me at the park.  The boys are at Danger and Misty’s house for supper and will be back later tonight.


Octavia looked at the note several times and didn’t quite understand the meaning of it.  “Beating around the bush with me?”  She thought to herself as she put on the beautiful dress Kyle bought her.

Still thinking about what Kyle could mean she drove across town to the gazebo park where she found Kyle waiting for her and as she approached him she thought it was curious that he had his hands behind his back.

As she grew nearer she couldn’t help but to think how handsome he was in his pressed black shirt and when she was just in front of him he pulled out a dozen red roses, “Surprise.”  He whispered as a smile popped onto her face.

“Oh Kyle these are beautiful but you shouldn’t…”

“Octavia I have passed up this opportunity too many times.  Please allow me to speak.”

She lifted her eyebrows indicating him to go ahead as she took a deep breath into her flowers.  Their sent was heavenly.

Then Kyle really surprised her as he leaned in close and whispered in her ear.  “Octavia Brenda Slughorn I still think you are the moon and the stars and I love you.”

Before she could say something that would ruin the moment he dropped to one knee and pulled out his large purchase from Simwaii.  He opened the box quickly, “Octavia, be my wife.  I know I can make you and your boys happy.”

 She looked at him with a dumbfounded expression.  She didn’t know what to say and as tears began falling from her light blue eyes Kyle shut the ring box.

Gen. 1: Octavia Chapter One and a Half

The Adventures of the
Slughorn Family

Octavia: Generation 1


****Author’s note/warning****

  I am not going to tell anyone they can’t read this but if my younger readers decide to please know beforehand this is a very detailed version of the night Octavia and Danger spent together.  It also gives a better idea of Dangers thoughts and feelings. So please if you are under 16 make sure you have permission or at least know what you are about to read.



            He stuck his foot into the door as Octavia tried to close it.  “Listen Babe, we have been dating for a while now.  Why don’t
you invite me in for a night cap?”  A toothy smile plays on his face.

“Um okay.”  She was a little apprehensive but opened the door back up and let him in.

He pulled her into a tight hug and he kissed her neck and rubbed his cheek against hers.

She pulled away and offered him a mixed drink from the juice bar.  He took her up on the offer, but neither of them were very good mixologists so the activity fizzled out.

Not really knowing how to act with a guy alone Octavia grabbed one of the couch pillows and began beating him with
it.  She thought it would be a good way to break the awkward silence.   Danger joined in for a while, but this kids stuff wasn’t on his list for the night and no sooner it began he ended it.

            “It is getting late.  What do you say I just crash here tonight?”  His voice oozed with confidence.

“Yeah I guess that would be okay.  There is a pair of men’s sweat pants and a T-shirt up in the guest bedroom. My aunt had them here and I washed them and decided they would come in handy.”

He ran up the stairs and changed.

When he came back down he found Octavia watching TV.  He sighed, again this was not on his agenda for the night, but he sat beside her and cuddled up until she had no choice but to per her arm around him or have it smooched.

            They watched for a while, some mindless show that had a few funny parts, but he felt the more and more time passed the less and less likely he would get what he wanted.  Without a word he got up from the couch and went into her bedroom and called her name.

Octavia wasn’t sure where he was calling her from at first and stood up scanning the living and dining room area.

“Where are you?”  She called.

“I’m in here.  I’m in your bedroom.”

The thought of a man in her bedroom made her nervous.  Growing up she wasn’t allowed to have boys in her bedroom, actually she wasn’t allowed to be close friends with boys.

“Why are you in there?”  She called back.

Danger grew frustrated, “Just come in here.”

Against her better judgment she entered the bedroom.  Just as soon as she walked in he took her by the hand and led her to the end of the bed.

“I’m done beating around the bush with you.”  He took both her hands into his, “I want to be with you.”

            She lowered her head in embarrassment, “We are together.”  She said being coy.

He reached up and put a finger under her chin making her look at him.  “You know what I mean.”

She leaned over and whispered to him that she has never done it before.  He chuckled lowly, took her hand and told her he would keep her safe.  He guided her to the bed and took her into his arms.

            Planting soft small kisses on her lips he put his hand on her knee and slowly slides it up under her dress.  His fingers tips sliding up her panties made her pull away, but he wouldn’t let her go that easy.

             He shifts his weight backward pulling her on top of him.  He wanted her to feel empowered and in control.  This
feeling was foreign to him.  When he is with his lovers he wanted to be in control he wanted them to succumb to his will to his demands, but not with Octavia.

            As their kissing intensified his hands began to roam and when they found the mouth of her top once again she tried to pull away.

“It’s okay.”  He breathed and she decided to trust him.

He moves on top of her and she allows him to pull the mouth of her dress open wider.  Her body quivers and she lets out a soft moan as his soft lips and wet tongue move about on her skin.

Octavia didn’t know what to do or how to move so her hand found her hair and weaved into it.  “Touch me.”  His voice is full of lust and is very quite against her ear.  Taking her earlobe in his lips sends move quivers through her body.

“My God.”  She moans and finally slides her fingers into his hair.

He moves to his knees and removes the T-shirt.  His muscles were taut and sweaty and the sight of them drove Octavia insane.  She can’t help herself and begins to reach for him, but he stops her by putting his hand to her chest.  With lust
in his eyes he helps her into a sitting position and pulls her dress off over her head revealing a matching pink undergarment set.

“Sexy.”  He growled and slid down her right bra cup exposing her perky beast.  Like a beast he leaned over taking her nipple into his mouth.

The sensations going through her body were intense and she arched her back pushing herself closer to him.

Not long after that they were both void of all clothing and he was lying on top of her.  He moved her hair out of her face and stared deep into her eyes and pushed his way into her. Letting out a loud painful noise she moved her head to the right and
grips the sheets into her fists.

Danger pauses.  He wanted to make sure she was okay.  He stared down at her watching her pull her bottom lip up under her teeth as she winched in pain, but he knew there was no turning back.

Octavia’s body felt as if it was on fire, pain and all.  The faster he moved the more pain she suffered, but the incredible passion she felt out voted the pain.

With one last long thrust into her he let out a long groan and she screamed clenching the damp sheets, then he was
still on top of her.

They were motionless for a long time and finally he kissed her forehead and slid to her side, pulled her into him and closed his eyes.

In the morning he played the dutiful “boyfriend.”  He ate breakfast with her, but every time she tried to talk about the night before he would divert the conversation into something no so important.   When she headed to work and he home he kissed her on her round cheek and told her he would see her later, knowing that he was lying.

That night he didn’t understand why he couldn’t get her off his mind.  He thought about how her day had went and when he saw her name on his phone it made him sad that he didn’t answer.

As the days and months started to pass he couldn’t stop thinking about her.  When he was with a new gal he only saw Octavia’s face, but he had reputation to uphold and he couldn’t be falling in love with her.  Could he?

He would see her from time to time and every time he wanted to run up to her and tell her how pretty she looked,
but he never did.  He would engage in small talk and when his heart began to pound against this chest he would excuse
himself with a lame excuse and head on his way.

Then she called him and hit him with news that socked him right in the gut.

“Hello?”  His voice revealed that he didn’t recognize the phone number.

“Danger it is Octavia.”

“Oh hey kid, I can’t talk right now. I have ….”

“Danger I’m pregnant and you are the father.”  She blurted.

There was a brief pause.  “Well that is great.  Good luck with that kid.”  He hung up the phone.

What had she said to him?  He was going to be a father?  As he dropped his phone to the floor the air left his lungs.  What was he going to do?

Everyday after he had new thoughts.  These thoughts were if she was eating well, if she was feeling well and was she going to have his son or daughter.  Three times a day he grabbed his phone wanting to call her, and every time he chickened out knowing she could never forgive him for his play boy attitude and cavalier behavior.

Then through the grapevine he heard that he had as son and she called him Pax. He liked that name.  The moment he
heard the news he chest swelled in pried and he knew he had to do something.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.  He dialed a familiar number and let it ring.

As Octavia stood on her front porch looking out at Riverview thinking about how she was going to handle her new life.  Her phone sounded off in her pocket.  Not wanting the ringing to wake Pax she answered without looking at the caller ID.

“Hello.”  She whispered…

Is Danger the one calling her?

Will she and Danger reconnect and if so will she forgive him?

Thank you
and please stay tuned…..

Gen. 1: Octavia Chapter One

The Adventures of the Slughorn Family

Octavia: Generation 1 Chapter1


            This is Octavia Slughorn.  She is the founder of the Slughorn legacy.  Before I start in on the story I wanted to let you, the reader, know that I have never played a legacy before and I don’t really know the rules.  So I guess I am not playing with any rules other then the following: 1) No Cheats (unless I have to reset a sims for some reason) this rule could change, but as of right now I plan on playing this way.  2) The next generation heir/heiress will be the opposite sex of the one before.  So generation two will be lead by a male and if I don’t have one naturally adoption is an option.  3) The founder/heir must at least have two children and up to 6.  4) And each child has to start with the next letter in the alphabet from what the heir/heiress is.  For example all of Octavia’s children must begin with a P.

That is what I have so far.  If you, my reader, have any suggestions or tips on playing I would love to hear them.  You can find me on facebook under Ashby Lemi or you can leave me a comment here or email me at (enter email address).

Thank you

Now to the story.

            Octavia Slughorn grew up in a small rural town.  She is the twelfth child of Sabrina and Lenny Slughorn and her parents were very tired during her child and teen years.  Many of her siblings past her by, not because they didn’t like her, but because there were so many of them, the only family member that she seemed to bond to was her Great Aunt Gina.

When Octavia was seventeen her Great Aunt died and she found out that she had left her three bedroom farm house to her in Riverview.  She was sad at the passing of her aunt, but was thrilled of the prospect of a new life once she was eighteen.  The next year seemed to drag on.

The following year held many changes for Octavia.  She graduated from high school, she packed up what little she had, said goodbye to her parents and moved across the country to the big farming community of Riverview.



            The cab pulled up in front of a green farmhouse and the first thing Octavia noticed was the car sitting in front of the barn.  She prayed that it was in working condition because it would come in handy once she got a job.

All the furniture had been covered with sheets to keep the dust off, but the floors, walls, and everything else that couldn’t be covered had a thick layer of dust.  It was going to take some time to get this place in “living” condition.  Luckily she had been smart enough to call ahead of time and get the water and electric turned on.

Since she arrived in mid-morning she decided that the best thing to do would be to make sure the bedroom and bathroom was cleaned up before the rest of the house.  However, before she did that she took a tour of the house.  It was oddly decorated, but she knew that she could change that once she started to make some money.  In the barn she found many strange things.

“Why would an old woman want all these things?”  She thought to herself as she took inventory on three raido’s, a T.V., a sports car and two computers.  On the second floor of the barn were a reading room and some other activities.

She worked into the early evening and when her stomach began to rumble with hunger she assessed her funds.  After the move and the plane ticket she only had $127 left.  She made the decision that she could order pizza that first night but then she needed to be very frugal until she could get a job and start earning her way in the world.

Octavia was very impressed with the kindness of the people in Riverview when the pizza delivery woman also brought her that day’s paper.  As Octavia ate her dinner she read the paper looking to see what jobs were available.  As she read through the wanted ads something caught her attention.  The local salon was looking for a new stylist.  Right then and there as she inhaled her last bite of pizza she decided that she wanted to be a Fashion Phenomenon.

She went to bed that night with visions of hairdryers dancing in her head.


            The next morning she tried to log on the laptop her Great Aunt left behind only to find out that it was password protected.  She really wanted to email home and let her family know that she had made it safe and sound.  After twenty minutes of working on it she finally entered the correct password.  This was probably the first and last time this little lady was lucky in something.

After she emailed home she made sure she look presentable and headed to the salon where she landed a job as A Fashion Fledgling.

That night she spent more time working on cleaning up the house.


            The next morning she woke up bright and early and well rested.  She dressed in her new work attire, which wasn’t very flattering but she was glad to have it, had a filling breakfast and headed to work.


            When she got there her fellow stylists showed her to her station.  Octavia couldn’t help her excitement and she was laughed at by her fellow co-workers.  She didn’t mind this because she was eighteen, on her own and now earning a living, it was so much to be excited about.


            Octavia’s first makeover didn’t go so well.  Her first customer was Audry Burns and all she wanted was a simple outfit change.  All I can say is the Octavia is very luck that Audry gave her a second chance.


            Her second night in Riverview she was robbed and because she couldn’t afford an alarm system during the next few weeks she was robbed two more times.

Luckily what was taken wasn’t anything that she needed right away and would be able to eventually replace them.


            The next few weeks Octavia worked real hard and she began created beautiful makeovers for the townspeople of Riverview.  Slowly she started to build a name for herself.


            She had worked so hard and was so focused on her career that she hasn’t really taken the time to explore her new town.   So one Sunday afternoon, her days off were Sundays and Mondays, she decided to go to the park.  She planned on getting so reading in under a nice tree and perhaps do some people watching.

However what she found there was so much more than pure entertainment for a couple of hours.  At the park she met a lovely woman by the name of Misty Time.

Octavia had never met a green sim before and she thought Misty was beautiful and all around wonderful.  Misty took the time and got to know Octavia and the two became quick friends.

            On her way home from the park she decided to stop by the restaurant for dinner.  She met a handsome man there by the name of Titas Covington. She found him very alluring.  Could this be the name for our dear Octavia?  I guess we will have to see.



            After meeting Misty at the park she decided that Riverview had many things to offer her and that she would work hard during the work week and have fun during the weekend.

She headed to the local club, The Aquarius, where she felt exhilarated that  she had to bribe the bouncer to let her in, of course she had to promise not to tell anyone, but I didn’t.

She was too young to drink so the bartender fixed her up a yummy virgin drink and it made Octavia feel so grown up sitting at a bar with a fancy drink in her hand.  The first night she went the club was very empty so she enjoyed herself on an empty dance floor.  She was loving life.

Little did she know that things were about to change.

Time began to move along and Octavia continued her daily ritual.  She worked diligently during the week and after work she was either at Misty’s, Misty’s husband Kyle was a great cook, or Misty was at her house or they were on the phone to one another.  During her weekend she would have a few of her clients over or she and Misty would go shopping, to the park or just out to lunch.

A year went by and she never once regretted her decision to move to Riverview.  She was becoming very popular in her job and many people requested her services.  She had been promoted several times and at the end of the year she held the title of Couture Connoisseur.


            One day she received a makeover requests for new swimwear for a new resident of Riverview.  His name was Danger Zone and when Octavia met him she got instant butterflies.  She could barely form complete sentences.

Danger was very friendly and for his 22 years he seemed so sophisticated and worldly to Octavia.  He complemented her on her unusual name and he would through cute complements to her during their makeover session.

As he looked at his new swimwear in the mirror he winked at her reflection behind him and said, “Perhaps you and I can go test this out sometime.”

Octavia giggled and gave him her personal phone number as she left.  On her walk back to her car she called Misty and told her all about the new guy in town.

Over the next several months Octavia would see Danger around town and he always seemed to be with a different woman every time.  He never called her and yet every time she saw him she would forget how much of a jerk he was and turn into a wobbly insecure little girl.  He always acknowledged her and treated her more like a little sister then a woman, but again she didn’t seem to notice that.

Then one day out of the blue Octavia’s phone rang with a number she did not recognize.  She hesitated answering it, but once she heard the voice on the other end her knees began to quiver.

“Octavia, it’s me Danger, Danger Zone.  How ya doing kid?”

“Um…I’m… ah… ga.. good, tha… thank you.”  She sounded like an idiot but the butterflies in her stomach were taking over and making it hard for her to concentrate.

“I’m in your neighborhood and I just wanted to know if you wanted to join me at the pool?”

“The pool?”  This was one please she hadn’t visited yet.

“Yeah the pool, you know the place where people swim and have a good time.”

Octavia giggled at his sarcasm and agreed.  He showed up at her door ten minutes later and they were on their way.  Being it was pretty late at night only adults were in attendance and Octavia got to meet new people.


            Octavia was raised to be very conservative and respectful and once had she done something outrageous or dangerous, but Danger had a way with words and knew that he made the young girl feel weak in the knees.  He was able to convince her to go skinny dipping with him.

She stripped and felt very self conscious as he gazed upon her lean naked body.  “I thought you were going to skinny dip too.”  She meant for the words to sound harsher than they did.

“I’m coming babe, just jump in.”


            Apparently everyone in Riverview is more daring then than look and soon everyone at the pool had their clothes off and playing around in the pool.  Danger had plans for Octavia, but she surprised him and didn’t invite him as he dropped her off at home.

Over the next several months the two dated.  Danger would whisper sweet words in her ear in hopes that he would score.  Every date Octavia would kiss him sweetly as he dropped her off and told him that she had a great time.  She thought that what was developing between them was real.  She didn’t know that Danger just wanted to add her name to his list.


            Finally one night Danger put his foot in the door as Octavia tried to close it.  “Listen babe, we have been dating for a while.  How about you invite me in for a night cap?”

Octavia didn’t see the harm and let him in.  Immediately he grabbed her and pulled her close.  He kissed her neck and rubbed his check against hers.  His charms finally worked and that night they were together.

The next morning he played the caring boyfriend and when she had to work he left with the plan of not seeing her again, because that is what he did, right?

When she got home from work that night she dialed Danger’s number.  She had been on cloud nine the whole day and she just wanted to hear his voice, but he didn’t answer.  She thought it very curious, but didn’t let herself worry about it.  Instead she called Misty and told her all about her previous evening.  Misty, didn’t approve of Danger but she wasn’t going to rain on her friend’s parade and just allowed her to talk and provided the needed “uhhuh’s and hmmhmm’s” when needed.

Days, then weeks then months passed and it hadn’t taken Octavia long to realize that Danger had been only after one thing and now that he had gotten it she as no longer needed in his life.  He didn’t return her calls and when they saw each other around town he would engage in pleasant conversation, but then quickly get it out of by saying he had to run.

When Octavia began to feel ill she went to the doctor’s and she found out that her one time with Danger had resulted in a consequence.  She was pregnant.  She couldn’t believe it and ran to Misty’s house.  Misty hugged her and told her she need to tell Danger.  Together they called him from Misty’s phone and he answered.

“Hello?”  His voice revealed that he didn’t recognize the phone number.

“Danger it is Octavia.”

“Oh hey kid, I can’t talk right now. I have …. “

“Danger I’m pregnant and you are the father.”  She blurted.

There was a brief pause.  “Well that is great.  Good luck with that kid.”  He hung up the phone.

Octavia never was a lucky Sim and this situation was no different.


            Misty, who made her living as a farmer, decided to help Octavia start a garden.  Having fresh fruits and vegetables was going to be good for her through her pregnancy and it would be good for the baby/child as they grow up.

Octavia was very blessed to have Misty and Kyle in her life.


            Misty was over just about every day, it seemed, helping Octavia out and she assured Octavia that she would be there when the time came.  She made sure Octavia was eating right and she expressed words of encouragement when Octavia felt she couldn’t do this.  She was even there when Octavia had to call home and tell her folks.

Finally, after two days in the Riverview hospital, Octavia had a brand new baby boy.  She called him Pax, which is from the Latin Origin meaning Peace.


            The day she brought him home she stood on the front porch looking out at Riverview.  She was Twenty years old, single with a new baby.  What was she going to do?  How was she going to do this?

Is Danger as bad as he seems?
Will Octavia make a good mother?

The next chapter is 1.5 it is more geared to older readers as it will be a detailed telling of what happened the night she and Danger were together.  It will also show more of Danger’s point of view.

Stay tuned……..