The Cobbler Rainbowcy/ Sorbet DITFT

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Whoa, what in the world happened to WordPress? Wow, it’s been three months since I’ve last updated. Wow, whoa, huh. haha. If there’s anyone left here, how have you all been? I’ve missed the sims community so much these past couple of months. I haven’t been really doing anything sims related because I’ve been so busy with school and other real life things. All of these pictures (and the pictures in the upcoming chapters) were taken when Supternatural first came out…yeah, it’s been that long. I’m not offically on Christmas/winter break yet, but I’m pretty much done with all of my finals so I’m hoping to crank out these chapters until I have to go back for my final semester of college evah! As of March I will be the proud owner of a Bachelor’s degree in English and Literature!! So exciting.

Alright, enough of me blah blah blahing. Onto the chapter! 🙂 Before I go, I’m not sure why my pictures are now showing up so small. This is something I will have to figure out when I explore this new format that WordPress gave me.

❤ Gabrielle

After settling into her new home in Moonlight Falls, Peach started to become familiar with the oddities that inhabited the sleepy town. She found the library to be the best place to find information about eh different kinds of sims surrounding her.
“’During a full moon, supernatural sims because more active’,” Peach read in a particularly dusty, old book, “’Vampires and werewolves stalk the night looking for unsuspecting victims to quench their insimane hunger…’ Vampires and werewolves? What is this, some kind of bad teeny bopper book? Next this book is going to tell me that vampires sparkle in the sunlight instead of burning up.”
At the mention of zombies, she shut the thick book shut with a sharp snap. “I’m outta this crazy place.” She mumbled
While making her way to the front of the library, she noticed a woman waving a glittering stick.
“Excuse me, miss? Mind if I try a spell on you?” the woman asked.
“Excuse me?” Peach inquired irritably.
“There’s no need to worry, you won’t turn into a toad or anything. Well, actually if you do, I’m extremely practiced in untoadification.”
In an uncharacteristic wave of anger, Peach smacked the bumbling woman.


“You stay away from me!” Peach growled.

Surprisingly, the woman laughed; “Wow, you’ve got an arm on you. Sorry lady, I didn’t realize you were a werewolf…jeesh, the full moon always makes you fur balls nutty.”

Peach stared wide-eyed at the stranger she had just slapped. Was all the information about full moons and supernatural sims getting to her? Desperate to find some sane sims, Peach decided to spend the rest of the day visiting the local hang outs.




Her final stop of the evening was a lounge where she met a very handsome nam who introduced himself as Argus Brown.

“Peach Sorbet.” She introduced.

“What a beautiful name! Argus exclaimed, “Are you one of those berry sims?”

A blush crept onto her cheeks; “Yes, I am,” she replied, eyes to the floor, “I hope that doesn’t offend you. Must berry sims have difficulty fitting into a new town.”

With a tender hand, he lifter her chin so their eyes met, “There’s no need for any apologies. Any kind of sim is welcome in Moonlight Falls.”

Peach smiled warmly.

“How about a game of rock, paper, scissors?” he asked with a laugh.

“You’re on!”




(a/n: that last picture of Argus made up my mind; the Sorbet Legacy needed this sim! LOL)

Peach and Argus were inseparable until the lounge closed at 3 am.

“Closing time, already?” Argus remarked when the lights suddenly extinguished and the rest of the patrons were filing out. Peach yawned as the two of them followed everyone out of the lounge.

“I hope you don’t have to get up too early for work.” Argus apologized.

“No worries, I’m a gardener. My plants are my only responsibility.” She answered with a smile.

After exchanging numbers, Argus gave Peach a peck on the cheek before heading towards his home. Before making her way home, Peach put a hand on the cheek that Argus’ lips just brushed against. She smiled and walked home with the light of the full moon guiding her.





(a/n: Um, Peach? Do you mind stopping brooding about the passage of time? There’s a zombie behind you and I haven’t tested out a zombie attack yet. Please get home!!)

“As every day ends, a sliver of time passes over me. Think about it.”

(a/n: Peach, GO HOME!)

Reluctantly, Peach stood up off the cold ground, brushed off her skirt and continued home.

“It’s odd, sometimes I feel so close to my simgoddess that I can hear her speaking to me.”


While Peach slept, she dreamt about seeing Argus again. His light eyes, bright smile, and kind nature filled her with hope of a new, happy life. Unbeknownst to Peach, zombies plagued outside her home.


Thankfully, the zombie wasn’t interested in attacking a sleeping Peach Sorbet. However,


They were interested in destroying her newly planted garden.

“Mmmm, grrraaaaiiinnnnsss.”

Every morning after a full moon, Peach would arise early in the morning to find more of her garden torn apart.

“I just don’t understand it, Argus. My plants can go a week or so without being touched, but some mornings, like today, I come out ready to harvest and some of them are eaten!” Peach complained over the phone.

“Peach, we really need to talk.” He told her.

A ball of lead dropped in her stomach. Peach and Argus had gotten very close since they had met at the lounge weeks ago. Recently, their relationship progressed to a new level; Argus had asked Peach to be his girlfriend which she had readily accepted. Hearing “we need to talk” from him sent hundreds of scenarios through her mind.

“O—okay, come on over.” She answered softly.


“Argus, is that you?” Peach asked when she opened her door.

“Yes, can I come in?”

She nodded silently has he stalked in; “There’s something different about you. Have you missed some kind of hair removal appointment?”


“No, my love, I’m a werewolf.” Argus chuckled.

“A werewolf?”

Normally Peach had laughed off any mention of supernatural sims which was a common topic in Moonlight Falls. Seeing Argus covered in hair with long, sharp claws, and fierce looking fangs left her speechless. She then remembered what the woman in the library had remarked about not knowing Peach was a werewolf. Suddenly overwhelmed, Peach sat down on her couch.

Argus joined her silently.


“I’ve been meaning to tell you about this, but you’ve just been so resound to believe that no supernatural sims exist. I’m sorry.” He apologized.

“I-I just don’t know what to think. Supernatural sims are real? I mean, you’re obviously a…werewolf, but what about vampires, fairies, and zombies?”

Argus nodded, “They’re all real. Jeff is a vampire.”

“Jeff, your best friend Jeff? The one I met at the party?”


“Um, yeah.” He coughed, “Also, zombies are eating your plants. It’s odd that zombies are so fixated on plants when there are no sims around.”

Peach shook her head in disbelief, “So that’s what the simgoddess was talking about.” She mumbled.

She felt Argus’ hand on her leg, “Are you okay with all of this?”

Peach looked into his completely different face. His features were so different when he was in his werewolf form, but she could still see her boyfriend within the mass of hair and fangs, “Surprisingly yes. I guess I’ve always known something was different about this town. On my first day here I saw a toddler that had wings coming out of her back!”

Argus smiled lovingly


“But I’m ready to come to terms with all of this supernatural stuff now. I won’t run away from it any longer.” She smiled.

“I’m so glad to hear you say that, baby!” Argus exclaimed giving her a kiss. Peach giggled when his hair tickled her face.



“Honey, that was a bit loud in my ear.”

“Sorry Peach, I’m just so happy.”




The first morning in their new house was surprisingly normal. Vanilla woke up to an empty, cool spot next to her. She stretched luxuriously, mentally preparing herself for the first day of her new life. She heard the clanking of pans in the kitchen, with a smile she got dressed then headed out of the bedroom to see what Apple was whipping up for breakfast.

Vanilla spotted Apple going to lick his mixing spoon; “So, what’s for breakfast.” She asked casually hiding a smug smile. Apple was always grimacing when she would occasionally lick her plate completely clean.

Apple paused just as the tip of his tongue touched the batter filled spoon.

“Um, waffles.”

She swiped some batter off the spoon with her finger; “Tastes yummy.”

Vanilla giggled as she picked up the folded newspaper sitting on the kitchen table.

“What time must you be at work?” Apple heard Vanilla inquire, her voice somewhat muffled from behind the newspaper.

“Around nine.” He answered putting the tray of waffles in the oven.

“Have you decided what you want to do now that you’re a Riverviewian?”

“There’s an ad in the paper about some job openings at the science facility. I’d love to check those out. I want to learn as much as I can about your wonderful colors.” Vanilla explained.

“The colors are yours now too.” He smiled setting a plate of waffles on the table in front of his wife.

They ate contentedly. Apple watched as Vanilla’s eyes widened at the sight of the fluffy golden pancakes and the sticky amber syrup.

“Even the food is in color!” she exclaimed.

“Yep, everything’s in color here, even you Nilla. You’ve got the cutest little gray butt I’ve ever seen.”

“Hey now.” Vanilla blushed.

A car horn blasted outside.

“Carpool’s here. I’ll see you later, hun.” Apple said kissing Vanilla goodbye.

“Have a good day at work.”

Apple quickly changed into his uniform before heading outside. As the morning sunlight hit his face, its warming glow made him smile. Life here was going to be good for Vanilla and good for him as well. Vanilla waved as Apple’s carpool drove him to the military base. She looked around their empty house. This was going to be her first day in Riverview, her new home and she had a full day of exploring to do.

“Eh, what the heck.” She shrugged grabbing her empty breakfast plate.

“Slurp, slurp, omnomnom. Heehee .”

One of Vanilla’s first exploration stops was the local public library. She as surprised at the small crowd inside, each sim hosted a small amount of color. Although not as colorful as Apple, she thought they were beautiful in their own unique way.

“Good afternoon, young lady. I haven’t seen you around town before, have you just moved in?”

Vanilla was slightly taken aback; the Grayvillans were definitely not as friendly; “Um, yes. My husband and I are new to the neighborhood.” She answered.

“How exciting, I’m Melvin Taft and on behalf of the neighborhood, welcome to Riverview.”

“Oh, thank you so much. My name is Vanilla Cobbler. My husband, Apple, works at the military base.” She smiled warmly.

Vanilla spent a good deal of time talking with Melvin. He divulged her in the neighborhood’s secrets, landmarks, and popular venues. She was impressed at his vast knowledge about his home town, but her interest really peeked when he mentioned that he worked at the science facility.

“I saw in the newspaper that there were some job openings there. Do you think I could apply?” she asked shyly.

“My dear, you have allowed me to take up a few hours of your time. Since I’ve got a decent amount of leeway, you may start tomorrow if you’re available.”

“You mean I got–? Shouldn’t I at least apply first?” She stammered wide eyed.

“Bring in your resume tomorrow so I have on file, but other than that you are more than qualified for the open positions.” Melvin smiled.

Vanilla said goodbye to Melvin and left the library in a fantastic mood. She decided to head to one of the sights that Melvin had suggested; the fish hatchery.

As Vanilla cast her line, she was still attempting to process what had just happened. It was hard to believe that just a few hours ago, she had been nervous about her new life. Now she had successfully made a new friend and had been hired for a position that she had been interested in.

As she reeled in a tiny minnow, her cell phone rang.

“Hello?” she answered releasing the tiny minnow back into the pond.

“Hey Nilla, want to go out on the town tonight? Some of my coworkers suggested a great place to go for some nighttime fun. “ Apple asked.

“That sounds fun; do you want me to meet you there?”

“Sounds great, see you there.”

“The trick to this game is making sure the puck travels in a completely straight line.” Apple explained lining up his shot as best as he could.

Vanilla giggled; “You have no idea what you’re talking about, do you?”

Apple pushed his puck with ease; “Show me what you got, then we’ll see if I know what you’re talking about.”

Vanilla repeated Apple’s movements. Her puck slid seamlessly across the wooden board and knocked Apple’s puck. She turned to her husband, grinning; “I don’t think you know what you’re talking about, love.”

After a round of some drinks and a plate of nachos, Apple took Vanilla out to the deck to show her the stars. As they sat down on the cool cement floor, Apple gazed as Vanilla’s profile as she gazed up at the night sky.

Vanilla started when she felt Apple’s large, warm hand cover her own. She kissed his nose affectionately. She stared at the contrast of their hands; hers was so plain in comparison to his.

“Are the stars different here?” she heard him ask.

“No.” she replied looking up in the sky again; “To be honest, I was sort of hoping that the stars here would be different colors.”

“Eh, sometimes the most beautiful things don’t have color.” Apple told her lightly squeezing her hand.








A few crumbs fell from Peach’s organic peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Behind her chair she heard a soft ‘meow’. Smiling to herself, she tossed a crumb over her shoulder to the cat begging for scraps.

Peach heard the soft thump as Milk Dud pounced on the stray piece of bread, jam, and peanut butter. Sprinkles meowed in approval as she too watched Milk Dud. Peach sighed, she was happy that her little Sprinkles wasn’t going to pine for some feline attention. But, she longed to have that special someone to share her life with.

“Meow, meow.” Sprinkles replied

Milk Dud, abandoning the crumb, trotted over to Sprinkles, hissed, then ran under the sofa.

“What in tarnation?” Peach questioned watching the back end of Milk Dud disappearing under the shabby sofa.

She could still hear Sprinkles meowing curiously behind the kitchen table. Peach walked over and sighed. She could see tiny dots bouncing off of Sprinkles.

“Fleas!” Peach exclaimed; “Where did you catch those vermin?”

Sprinkles gazed up at her owner and meowed once more.

“Well come on then, into the bath we go. I believe I have some flea-be-gone left.”

Sprinkles followed Peach into the bathroom and sat on the hard tile while Peach started to run a bath.

“You better stop frolicking with them strays, ya here?” Peach softly scolded as she placed Sprinkles into the warm water. Sprinkles pawed the water as Peach read the instructions on the back of the flea bath bottle. She tipped a few capfuls of the liquid into the bath.

“Why don’t you spend some time with Milk Dud? He’s a good cat, adorable too.” Peach suggested scrubbing Sprinkles.

Sprinkles, distracted by the foaming bubbles, attempted to bit the bubbles covering her back.

“I think I might explore the town a little tomorrow. That sounds funs, doesn’t it?” she mused; “Maybe I’ll find some more seeds to go in the garden. Do you think I can grow a husband?”

Sprinkles meowed while popping a stray floating bubble.

The next morning Peach began her exploration of the neighborhood. She smiled as she watched some of the children running to school. By the schoolhouse she saw the local park. The pond, located in the center of the park, glittered in the morning sun caught her eye. There was already a man fishing when she made it to the water.

“Do you mind if I join you?” Peach asked the young man.

“Not at all, fishing can become a bit boring alone.” He replied.

Peach prepped the fishing pole she found then cast her line. The red and white bobber plopped near the man’s with a splash.

“Sorry ‘bout that. I never did get the hand of this fishing business. My Poppa always said that I tend to scare all of the fishies away.

The man chuckled while reeling his line in; “No need to apologize. Do you want some pointers?”

“Sure.” Peach smiled.

“Casing is all in the wrist.” He explained.

Peach watched as he demonstrated how to properly cast.

“You need to flick your wrist, see? A nice quick flick.”

The two of them spent the rest of the morning together. Peach tried her best to perfect the surprisingly complex techniques of fishing. She had blushed profusely when he stepped behind her to guide her arm movements. She exclaimed happily when she reeled in a small minnow.

“I caught one! Will you look at that! Thank you so much, um…” Peach stammered, completely flustered that she had not asked the man his name when she first arrived at the pond.

“The name’s Spearmint Bubble.” He replied with a flashing smile.

“Spearmint,” she repeated; “I’m Peach. Peach Sorbet. Thank you again for your advice. I had a great time learning all there is to know about fishing.”

“It was my pleasure.” Spearmint assured her.

After the two of them say their final goodbyes an elated Peach made her way back home to Sprinkles and Milk Dud. Both cats greeted her at the front door when she arrived. She kneeled to pet them excitedly on the tops of their heads.

“Guess what, kitty cats? I met a man at the park. He’s so cute, his name is Spearmint and he knows everything about fishing and—“ she paused, Sprinkles and Milk Dud didn’t understand Simlish. With a warm smile, Peach pet them each again and began to get ready to garden.

“Eeeee!” she squealed when she couldn’t contain her excitement.

As the weeks past, Peach and Spearmint spent more and more time together.

“Dinner was amazin’ as always.” Peach smiled after a long night of Spearmint’s company.

“Yeah…” he answered.

“What’s the matter Spearmint? You’ve been awfully quiet tonight.”

“There’s something that I’ve been trying to work up the courage to do.”

“Oh? Well, you know what they say; if you don’t do something you want to, you’re going to regret it later.” She remarked happily.

Peach was completely taken aback when Spearmint brought his lips to hers. A smile broke across her face when the kiss ended.

“I’m not going to regret kissing you, that’s for sure.” Spearmint grinned.

She grabbed the sides of his face and kissed him again; “Hee hee, I just couldn’t contain myself. I quite like kissing you Mister Bubble.”

“I enjoy kissing you too, Miss Sorbet.”

Peach returned home later than usual that night. All of the excitement from receiving her first kiss from Spearmint completely exhausted her. As a result of her exhaustion she slept late into the next morning. Peach didn’t feel the soft weight of Sprinkles hopping up onto the bed.

In the following weeks, Peach’s small garden was steadily growing and her income was rising with every crop she was able to sell. Her expenses didn’t seem so daunting now that her nicely grown crops were selling well. It had also helped that Spearmint had moved in. He was currently working as a Wingman at the local military base and was working towards his dream job as an astronaut. He also helped Peach in the garden on his days off. She was thankful that he loved the outdoors just as much as she did.

“Some of the guys down at the base were telling me about this great orchard near the outskirts of town. I thought we could take a trip up there tonight.” Spearmint explained to Peach before he headed to work.

“An orchard? That sounds fantastic!”

Spearmint picked Peach up after he got off of work and they headed to the orchard.

“Look at this place!” Peach gasped when they had arrived. There were trees, vegetable plants, and seeds scattered all over the large piece of land; “I want my garden to look like this one day, Spearmint.” She declared picking up some stray seeds that were scattered on the ground.

“Your garden is going to be greater than this one. I just know it. Hey, what kind of seed is this?” he asked.

Peach looked up from the tasty tomato plant she was inspecting; “Silly, I’m not going to be able to tell what kind of seed you found until it starts to grow.” She giggled.

“It looks like this.”

Peach gasped as she brought her hands to her mouth. Was he proposing? “Spearmint…” she began.

“Before you say anything Peach, I just want to let you know how amazing you have made my life since I met you. You’ve taught me to look at the simple things in life that I’ve overlooked for so many years. I love you Peach Sorbet, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

“Oh my, yes! Of course I will marry you.”

In the deserted orchard, Peach and Spearmint became husband and wife.

Neither wanted a ceremony so Mother Nature stood witness to the uniting of two Sims very much in love.

Welcome to the Sorbet family, Spearmint!

*sounds of crickets chirping* Hello everyone! Welcome back to the Sorbets! I can’t believe it’s been over ten days since I posted the first chapter. Oh goodness, I really don’t have a valid excuse* D:. Anyway, I hope all my U.S. readers had a great Thanksgiving on Thursday.

Thanks for reading and Happy Simming! ❤

*one excuse I can throw at you guys is Arkham City. I finally was able to finish it the other week. Amazing…absolutely amazing :’).

“Okay Star, what’s going on? I know you’re a sore loser, but
you’re never like this. Spill the beans.” I demanded as we were getting ready
for bed.

“It’s nothing.” She replied getting into her bed.

I put my hands on my hips in irritation; “Excuse me, but I
am your sister. Therefore, I know everything about you including when you’re
holding back important information.”

Starfruit laughed; “Whatever you say Sugar.”

I climbed into my own bed with a huff. There was something
going on with my sister and I was
going to find out; “So, who is he?” I asked nonchalantly.


I sat up excitedly; “I KNEW IT! Okay, spill.” I put my hands
under my chin and smiled at her.

“Ugh! You can be incredibly annoying, you know that?” she
groaned flipping the covers off her so she could easily sit cross legged on her
bed; “He’s Markus from my calculus class.”

“Markus Jones?” I asked intrigued.

Starfruit nodded; “Yep. I could have sworn he was going to
ask me to prom, but…he hasn’t.”

“Star, we’re only juniors, we can’t go to prom unless a
senior asks us. Markus is in our grade.” I frowned.

“I know!” she exclaimed flopping down on her pillow, “I’m
being so stupid. I always hear the seniors titter about what they’re wearing to
the prom. It’s disgusting, but I guess I sort of got sucked up into their

“There’s still time, Star. Markus will ask you next year,
don’t you fret. Even though you’re the biggest grouch in Sunset Valley, you’re
a great person to be around.”

I smiled when I heard her giggle.

“Gee thanks, Sugar. Hearing that I’m the biggest grouch in
the town sure does make me feel better.”


The following week, I was hand-picked by the principal to
help out a new student who would be starting at Sunset Valley High. How did I
become the very special student to help out the principal? Well, I had gotten
into a teensy bit of trouble when Ruby and I couldn’t stop talking through one
too many classes. So I was given an ultimatum; help this new kid or a month’s
detention. Easy choice, right?

I was given the address of our new student, his name, and
where he moved from on a piece of paper along with a whole folder full of
official school papers.

“Marshmallow Jawbreaker from Riverview.” I read as I walked
to his house. “Neat.”

When I arrived at Marshmallow’s home, I knocked on the door.
A rugged man with green hair answered the door.

“Well aren’t you adorable?” he answered.

I cocked my head to one side at his greeting. Is this how
they greeted perfect strangers in Riverview?

“Um, my name is Sugar Cobbler. I’m a student from Sunset
Valley High School; I’m here to show Marshmallow around.” I explained.

“He’s in the kitchen.” The man answered retreating into the

“Alrighty then.” I mumbled walking slowly into the
Jawbreaker home.

“Hey kid, you have a visitor from the high school. She’s
cute, maybe you can get a girlfriend. HA!” the man jested.

“I’m sorry, he’s a little drunk.” A soft voice came from the

I turned and saw a sad looking boy around my age with the
iciest blue eyes I had ever seen.

“I’ll leave you two…ahem alone.
HAHA!” the man cackled walking out of the front door.

Marshmallow watched the man leave with a look of pure hatred
on his blueberry tinged face.

“I’m sorry,” he apologized again, “Bitter is my adoptive

I tried my best not to flinch at the pure venom that the
word father was dripping in; “No need to apologize. You might have heard that
I’m from the high school that you’ll be attending. My name is Sugar Cobbler;
I’ll be teaching you the ropes and such.” I smiled.

He extended his hand for me to shake; “Nice to meet you
Sugar, my name is Marshmallow.”

I spent the next few hours explaining the ways of Sunset
Valley High.

“…and if you have Mr. Doughnut for classic literature be
careful. He’s the sneaky charlatan of Sunset Valley High.” I teased putting on
an imaginary top hat.

Marshmallow laughed; “He sounds interesting.”

“Oh quite, until you realize that your wallet is gone.” I

“So what was Riverview like? I’ve never been outside of
Sunset Valley.” I asked after we had stopped laughing about the local

“Riverview is a farm town. There are loads of families that
have lived in town for generations, most of them own farmland. The people are
always so nice, you could ask for the smallest piece of food and they’d give
you a big feast.” He explained. The iciness of his clear blue eyes began to
melt at the memories of his old home.

“Riverview sounds peaceful.” I replied.

“It was.”


“The kids are gone, I’m home alone; time to have some fun.”

“Ah, heehee”


“So this new kid is from Riverview?” Tapioca asked.

“Yep.” I replied after explaining to my siblings for the
second time about my meeting with Marshmallow. I had told them every single

“Is he cute?” Starfruit asked.

“Oh, come on.” Tapioca groaned.

I giggled; “Yes, he’s cute. Mitts off, by the way, I saw him
first. Besides you are head over heels for Markus.”

“I just wanted all the information you could give me about him.” Star replied coolly, wiggling her toes on the surface of the bubbling water.

I did tell my siblings all of the information that I had on
Marshmallow; including the apparent hatred for his adoptive father Bitter. I
could trust the two of them; the information that I had given them would not
leave our home.


“…as the father pulled into his driveway, he could see
strange, bright flashes of light bursting through his home’s windows. He could
hear his family screaming in terror inside.”

“The man in the passenger seat of the father’s car slowly.
He was in total shock. The father screamed for his wife, who was trapped inside
of the house with their children. The father grabbed the man by the shirt in
anger. ‘You knew that you built the house over a graveyard! You moved the
headstones but you didn’t move the bodies!*’

The man frantically ran into his haunted house to try and
safe his wife and two children. Coffins rose from the floors, unearthly
screaming filled the air, and the house started to shake. The family made it
out of the house just in time.”

“Oh. My. Berry.”

“Yes, they made it out just in time….because a giant fiery
skull shot out from a broken window, rose over the house. It laughed a deep,
humorous, laugh. Mwahahah. And devoured
the house in its fiery jaws! RAHHH!”

Ruby screamed in terror as I roared as loud as I could; “That’s
not funny, Sugar! I’m going to have nightmares for the rest of my life!” she
exclaimed as I laughed uncontrollably.

“You should have seen your face Rub! Price. Less.” I giggled
giving my best friend a giant hug.

She smacked me away lightly; “You’re so lame.”

“Best Friday fright night reaction ever.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m terrified. Are you happy? Let’s change the
subject, ‘kay?”

“Sure.” I replied trying to control my giggles.

“What’s the scoop with you and Marshmallow?” Ruby asked.

“Oh, well I’m thinking about trying to get my parents to
agree about letting him live with us.” I answered.

“Live with you? Sugar, how in the world are you going to let
your parents agree to let your crush live with you?”

“I haven’t exactly figured that out yet.” I answered

It had been months since I first met Marshmallow. He and I
had spent loads of time together. We had each shared our darkest secrets with
each other. Marshmallow’s background was so sad. I always tried to make him so
happy every time we were together. He needed to be happy especially for when he
was away from his home, away from Bitter.

“Well, I’m sure you’ll think of something because if you
came up with that scary story all by yourself, there must be something wrong
with you. Nightmares for life, I’m telling you.”

*Sugar’s spook-fest was inspired by one of my favorite
horror movies, Poltergeist 😀 If you haven’t seen that movie, you must!

**also, quick note about Marshmallow, his background can be viewed on the Berry Puffs collab site. Here is my post about it. There’s a link in that post that will take you to his story if you haven’t read it 🙂


Grounded life sucked. I tried my hardest to get out of my unfair punishment. I thought the excuse “if I’m not allowed to hang out with my friends, how am I ever supposed to become social as an adult” was pretty clever. Mom and Dad, however, stuck to the idea of grounding. At first, I was only grounded for two weeks. Then my report card came, which added two more weeks to my punishment. Unfortunately, my grades were dismal in my parent’s eyes. Hey, I only had one “D”, it wasn’t too bad. But since Creamy was the smartest and best son in the entire world (Mr. Smartypants had straight A’s all through school), I was assigned a tutor. So not only was my life ruined, my reputation was as well.

My new daily routine was chores, school, tutoring, homework, more chores, and then straight to bed. No t.v., no computer, no phone, no fun. My tutor was a boy named Grapefruit Spritzer. He was a nobody who was apparently not only in my grade, but also in three of my classes. Every afternoon, I would stop at home to check in with my parents so they could drive me to Grapefruit’s home which was by the beach.

“So Pumpkin, are you ready to study for our big math test on Friday?” Grapefruit asked after he let me inside.

“No,” I groaned, “Don’t you ever get tired of studying? I mean your mom is always working why not sneak out and have some fun?”

“I’m not like you, Pumpkin. I could care less about spending my days rotting my brain away in front of the television or getting in trouble with the  police because I’m skipping school. I like school and I don’t want to disappoint my mom by sneaking out. She trusts me and I don’t want to break that trust.” He answered.

“Wow, I guess I never really thought of spending my life the way you do. I’d much rather not be as lame as you though.”

He chuckled; “Yeah, well. Come on, the sooner we study the sooner we can get done.”

“Now you’re talking.”

Despite my general hatred towards school and everything associated with school, I found that Grapefruit was not that bad of a guy. Sure, he was a bit too goody-goody for my liking but it was nice to talk to someone who didn’t roll their eyes at all the gossip I told. He also never sneered “that’s old news” like the girls at my lunch table did.

He seemed so interested in what I had to say.

“Hahaha, yeah Blackberry told me about that on the bus this afternoon.”

I scowled. Grapefruit was referring to his girlfriend, Blackberry Krimpett. Yes, Krimpett. She was Burberry’s sister. Blackberry had to be the most annoying person I have ever met and that was truly saying something because Cashew is really annoying.

“How you are able to stand that girl, I will never know.”

“Be nice Pumpkin. Blackberry is a sweet girl.” Grapefruit defended.

“Whatever you say,” I shrugged.

Grapefruit smiled softly as he gazed at the clock nestled above the dining room table; “It’s almost six o’ clock. I need to get started on dinner, Mom will be home soon. You’re more than welcome to stay.”

He always invited me to stay for dinner. Every. Single. Day. He was seriously way too nice. I hope to Berry that he and Chocolate never meet. Ugh, I couldn’t even begin to imagine the sappiness that those two would conspire.

“Is your unusual quietness finally an acceptation to my dinner invitation?”

I looked over at him. He was already cooking at the stove. I could smell the combination of starchy noodles and gooey cheese infusing together.

“If it will finally shut you up, then yes I’ll stay over for dinner. Let me just call my parents.” My long month of grounding was finally over, but I hadn’t gained my position on Mom and Dad’s good graces yet.

“You know, I think this is the best tasting mac and cheese that I’ve ever made. It tastes even better since you finally decided to stay for dinner. Ah, the taste of triumph,” Grapefruit smiled over his steaming bowl.

“Sweet Berry, I think that was the lamest thing I have ever heard.”

We spent the rest of the meal laughing and thinking of lame sayings just to see how many times we could out-lame each other. I hate to say it, but that was the most fun I’ve ever had at someone else’s house.

My math grade greatly increased since my tutoring lessons with Grapefruit. I finally understood the algebraic methods that were being taught every day. I still hated math, but Grapefruit would always tie in my interests to our study methods which aided me immensely.

I was even clear to celebrate my brothers’ birthdays.

a/n: Mmm, definitely wish that I didn’t already have a red heir because Almond would have been heir for sure. He’s gorgeous! He makes me miss Apple and Cherry even more 😥

Now that all almost all of their children were young adults, Mom and Dad were spending more time on their leisure activities

And working overtime

Of course they spent most of their free time with each other.

I was next to celebrate my birthday. My family attended my graduation proudly even though my grades weren’t nearly as high as Cream’s. I was even allowed to go to a big graduation party despite my past experiences. I had gone to the party with Burberry. We remained close friends all through high school with an occasional tender kiss now and again, but nothing more. I still don’t understand why he never agreed to date me.

“What is it about me that repulses you?” I had asked during the graduation party.

“You don’t repulse me, Pumpkin.” He had answered.

“Then why can’t we take our relationship to the next level? You know my feelings towards you…you always have.” I demanded trying my best not to act like a spoiled brat. I’ll have to thank Grapefruit some day, he didn’t only teach me the how-to’s of math he also taught me how to be a better person.

Burberry sighed; “It’s just that…you’re so different from any other girl I’ve met. You’re outgoing, spunky, and not afraid to speak your mind. I just don’t know how compatible we really are. You’ve been my best friend since I moved here, but unfortunately that’s all I see you as; my best friend.”

I would be lying if I didn’t say that he words hurt. The old wounds that had never healed were ripped open like they were four years ago. Only now it wasn’t the end of the world; “Even though I don’t like it, thank you for telling me why you won’t date me.” I whispered.

I felt his strong arm wrap around me; “Come on Pumpkin, this isn’t goodbye. We’ll always be best friends. “

“I suppose.”

“Maybe even friends with benefits.” He suggested with a pinch of my cheek.

His bluff didn’t help my aching heart; “If you weren’t my best friend, I’d punch you right in the face.”

We both laughed. When our laughter faded he told me he loved me. Of course he was talking about my feistiness. My mom called it the ‘Cobbler syndrome’; she explained that all of the Cobbler women in our family were feisty thanks to my great-great grandmother Vanilla.

Burberry has always been there for me. Even now, on my birthday, the birthday that I will finally be free to make my own decisions. I can only hope that I make the right ones.


After the cake had been served, Burberry gave me a tight hug before he left. His birthday was the following day, but his family was going on vacation. He would be spending his birthday on the sunny shores of Tiwiki Island…lucky.

I didn’t want to mope around the house on Burberry’s birthday so I decided to head to a party hosted by my cousin, Coconut. (Plum’s son 🙂 ).

He was hosting a small party for some of his friends and coworkers. It was a nice distraction from what Burberry was doing in his exotic getaway

“Happy Belated Birthday, Pumpkin. I’m glad that you could make it tonight.” Coconut greeted after I followed some of his coworkers inside.

“Thanks.” I smiled.

To my surprise, I spent the majority of the night talking to Coconut. I had never spent time with him so I was pleasantly surprised at how much fun I had just hanging out with him. He even offered me a job!

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah, now mind you, you’ll be starting at the bottom of the career ladder.” He warned.

“No problem, I need a job anyway.”

“Fantastic. I’ll see you Monday.”  Coconut smiled.

On Monday morning, I stood in front of the bathroom mirror in my uniform. I frowned a bit thinking about what the girls from high school would say if they saw me. Wait, no. I shook that thought out of my head. I was trying my best to become a changed woman. So, hello world! Pumpkin Cobbler is ready to burst into the working world as a…

…paper girl.

Hello everyone! To be honest, this chapter has been done since Saturday. The reason why I haven’t been able to upload it was because my laptop battery decided to die :(. Luckily my new battery arrived in the mail today so yay! 🙂 I’m back! Not only have I been slacking a bit this week for class, but I haven’t been playing Generations! :0 I think tonight calls for loads of Generations play 😉

Hope you all enjoy! Thanks for reading and happy simming!

Lemon Crème and her new fiancé moved out quickly, more quickly than we could have possibly imagined. We were all shocked when Lemon Lime came down to breakfast one morning, dressed.

“You’re dressed?” Sunflower asked incredulously.

“Sunflower.” Mom warned.

Lemon Lime grabbed a plate of pancakes before responding to my littler brother’s remark.

“For your information, I have an interview this morning.”

There was a silence as we looked around at each other in shock.

“A job interview?” Dad gasped.

Lemon Lime nodded; “Yep, is there any other kind of interview?” he asked licking syrup off of his thumb.

Because of this out-of-world experience Lemon Crème and Lemon Lime moved out after he announced that he was now part of the working world.

“Maybe we judged him too harshly?” Meringue brought up at a pleasantly quiet dinner.

“Nah, he was definitely a llama’s butt.” Sunflower snorted into his plate.

We looked over at Mom waiting for her to reprimand Sunflower, but instead she giggled into her coffee. The sound of my family’s laughter was like music to my ears. Ever since Lemon Lime moved in, the family has been uncomfortably tense. It felt as though we haven’t laughed in years.

I haven’t gotten the chance to visit my eldest sister since she moved out. I’ve been terribly busy with school. Not only am I trying to keep my grades as high as possible, I’m also part of the chess club, the junior science club and on student council with Meringue. Needless to say, I’m always busy with something. Dad has visited Lemon Crème, though.

Apparently she’s been working her butt off at the local theater. Dad came home complaining about how tattered her clothing was.

“I knew she was too young to move out!” he exclaimed plopping down on the sofa.

“Cherry, she’s the same age as we were when we got married. She needs to grow up. Moving out was the best option for her.” Mom reasoned.

“The best option, you say? Buttercream, she is living with some loser that she’s been following around like a love sick puppy since she was in high school. Now she’s out in the world all by herself working at the crummy theater just to get the bill paid! I’m sorry, but that doesn’t seem like the best option to me,” Dad put his head in his hands, “For Berry’s sake, Buttercream. We raised her better than this.”

“She has to make her own decisions, love. We can’t hold her hand every step of the way anymore. In fact we haven’t been able to hold her hand since she entered her sophomore year in high school. I hate to say it, but she’s a grown woman.”

Dad sighed; “One minute she was sitting on lap watching Dad make silly faces at her…”

“Then you blinked?”


Mom snuggled close to him and kissed him lightly; “No more blinking, okay?”

Dad smiled slightly; “I’ll try. Hey, girls?”

Meringue and I had just started to head up to the nursery to check on Apple Crisp. We turned around to face Dad when he called.

“Don’t grow up, okay?”

We giggled; “we’ll try not to, Dad.”

I tapped my twin’s arm before bombarding Dad in a group hug. The three of us ended up on the floor in a big ball of laughs. Apple Crisp’s cry of surprise wafted down from the nursery.

“Girls, you upset him on his birthday!” Mom exclaimed running up to soothe Apple Crisp’s cries.

“Oops.” I said before breaking into uncontrollable giggles.

“Come on you two hooligans. Get your brother so we can have Apple Crisp’s party.” Dad told us giving us each a kiss on the forehead.

“My turn! My turn!” Sunflower bounced around.

So that was it, no more babies or toddlers in the Cobbler household. I have to admit, I’m going to miss helping to take care of the little ones. I’m not going to miss the crying and dirty diapers though!

“Come on Sunflower. The sun’s already beginning to set! Make your move.”

“Knock it off, Key Lime. Patience is a virtue.”

“*cough, cough*”

“Stop it.”

“What?” I asked sweetly.

“Stop trying to distract me from whooping your butt.”

“Please! Like you could beat me, I’m on the chess team!” I gloated. I know that it’s wrong to gloat, but sometimes the rules can be bent for annoying little brothers.

I watched as Sunflower picked up a chess piece then hovered over the board with it. A look of deep concentration crossed his face.

“You sure you want to make that move?” I teased.

“MOM! Key Lime just cheated!”

“Will you two knock it off?” Mom’s voice came from inside the house.

I stuck my tongue out Sunflower who in return threw a rook at my head.

“Are you kids ready?” Dad called.

“For what?” Apple Crisp whined.

I yawned as Dad explained for the umpteenth time about where we were going this evening. Mom was being honored at City Hall for her achievements as a firewoman. She was know at the top of her career and there were many citizens in Sunset Valley that were still alive because of my mother.

We were all very proud of what Mom has accomplished. I would love to be successful like Mom is.

The ceremony wasn’t as boring as we thought it was going to be. I swear that Meringue and I stayed up late giggling about how boring the event was going to be. There were balloons and everything! It was amazing at how grateful the neighborhood was for Mom’s hard work. She was even gifted the key to the city!

Dad bought Mom a nice little pedestal to house her award. He put it right in the lobby for everyone who came to visit would see the key to the city right away. We all stood an admired it.

“Congrats Mom, you totally deserve this.” Meringue said giving her a hug.

“Thanks sweetie.”

“What door does it open?” Apple Crisp asked putting his nose up against the case.

“The key is an award, Apple. It doesn’t open any doors.” Sunflower answered giving Apple Crisp a noogie.

“Quit it. Moooom!”

After the ceremony life went back to normal, well as normal as life can be with four kids in the house. Like I mentioned before, I was hardly ever home. I was doing very well in school and I even got an internship at the local laboratory! I’ve loved my time working there, even though I’m just doing menial things like secretarial work.

I really have no idea how my siblings were doing because I’ve hardly had any time to myself at home. Time was just flying by and before I knew it my birthday was creeping around the corner.

“Key Lime, are you awake?” Meringue asked late one night.

“Yeah, actually I am. What’s up?” I answered.

She was quiet for a moment, I thought she had fallen back to sleep.

“Are you nervous about our birthday? I mean, we’re graduating from high school! I can still remember when we were freshman. Ha, we were so scared.”

I did remember and told her so. I remember that we were horrified that we weren’t going to be in every class together anymore.

“Dad and I were talking last night. He was giving me some pointers about painting, but I couldn’t concentrate. I knew he could tell that something was wrong so when he asked me I told him. Everything. I felt bad because…because well, I’ve never spilled my feeling to him before. We always run to Mom…”

“’Go tell your mother.’” I quoted our father.

A fit of giggles ran between us.

“Go. To. Sleep.” We heard Dad call from the room beside us.

With one last snort Meringue continued; “Anyway, Dad said that he was really going to enjoy giving us our gifts. What in the world could they have gotten us? Already?”

“I have no clue. I wonder if they’re getting us each a car. I mean, Lemon Crème received a guitar.” I pondered.

“I guess we’re just going to have to wait and see.” Meringue yawned.

When our birthday finally came, it was a small affair. Everyone was out either working or at school when Meringue and I decided to blow out our candles.

After the candles were blown out we stood back and looked at each other.

“Wow.” I breathed.

“Wow.” Meringue mirrored.

To see my sister all grown up was emotional. Her bright blonde hair contrasted beautifully with her red skin. Her unique blue eyes were wide and bright as they gazed over me. Meringue was going to have men fighting over her, that’s for sure.

“Sis, you are gorgeous!” Meringue exclaimed hitting me lightly on the shoulder; “The only problem is your outfit. But you’ve never really had any fashion sense to begin with. Hey, lets go to the salon before everyone gets home.”

“You don’t like my clothes?” I asked looking down at my Chinese inspired ensemble.

Instead of giving me an answer, she gave me a look; “Let’s go.”

After my new outfit was picked out professionally for me, and expensively I might add, Meringue and I headed home anxious to receive the present from our parents.

“Happy Birthday!” we were greeted when we walked through the front door.

Mom, Dad, Sunflower, and Apple Crisp threw a handful of confetti in the air and tooted on party horns.

“Alright girls, here is your birthday gift.” Mom said handing us an envelope.

Meringue took the envelope carefully from Mom’s outstretched hand. I watched anxiously as she lifted up the flap. It was plainly obvious that we didn’t get new cars unless the keys were in the mysterious envelope. My stomach dropped when Meringue pulled out a birthday card.

“You shouldn’t have?” I asked slightly disappointed. Meringue had told me how excited Dad was to give us our present. I couldn’t help but expect something spectacular.

“Open it.” Dad replied with a smile.

Meringue opened the birthday card; “Oh my Berry! We’re going to Egypt!”

“What??” I quickly grabbed the card. There they were; two tickets for a flight to Egypt. Egypt!

“You both leave tomorrow morning. So you better get packing!” Mom explained giving each of us a hug.

“And for Berry’s sake, please don’t try and pick up any guys while you’re in Egypt. You’re going for a vacation. I repeat a vacation.” Dad told us.

We’re going to Egypt!!!

*sigh* so much for cranking out a lot of updates before my vacation is over. Well, yay for a longer chapter 🙂 🙂 I really hope you all enjoy and sorry I’ve been MIA both here and on the forums. I’ve caught a vicious cold that has been going around so I haven’t been feeling up to par.

I hope you all had a fantastic weekend!

“You’re what?”   I heard Strawberry exclaim. Butterscotch had stayed at our house until Strawberry had gotten off of work. I can’t imagine what it was like to have that surprise waiting for you after a long day at work.

I tried my best to sneak in the computer room so I wold be able to put my ear against the wall to hear what was being said between the two of them, but Mom shooed me to my room.

“Give your brother some privacy.” she had said.

Privacy? Ha! Not in this crazy house. Besides, I had already heard her conversation with Dad about this whole situation. I even heard some of the argument Dad had with Butterscotch’s mother over the phone.

“Mrs. Creme, I understand where you’re coming from. My wife and I are concerned about the fact that Butterscotch has mentioned that she doesn’t have a place to live.”

Long story short, Mrs. Creme was not happy about Butterscotch’s pregnancy. Especially since it seems as though Butterscotch got pregnant while she was still in high school. I did hear Mrs. Creme proclaim that if she ever ran into Strawberry, she couldn’t guarantee her actions.

I had never heard Dad so angry before in my life. He stuck up for Strawberry and told Mrs. Creme to never come in contact with our family or Butterscotch ever again. Personally, I would have told her to shove it.

So now Butterscotch is living with us at the moment. Mom isn’t entirely happy about our new tenant, but Strawberry promised her that it would only be temporary.

Since our house is so full I’ve convinced Buttercream that it would be best to hang out at her place.

Buttercream’s mom, Coconutcream, was super excited to meet me. She kept offering me veggie snacks and all natural juices. I tried the tomato juice she offered, it was actually very tasty. Buttercream blushed furiously when her mother kept interrupting our “study session”. It wasn’t until I was getting ready to leave when I finally got the nerve.

things are going very well between us. Thank goodness that Mom wasn’t there to witness my first kiss. She would have been a blubbering mess. But I couldn’t help but think that Coconutcream must have peaked in on us during our kiss because when I arrived home Mom could not stop beaming at me.

“Mom, why do you keep looking at me like that?” I kept asking.

“I love you, that’s all.” was all she would say.

It doesn’t matter to me though, Buttercream and I couldn’t be happier.

It wasn’t long after Buttercream and I shared our first kiss when I noticed that Mom was up late a couple of nights in a row. Dad had told us that Mom was working on a project that needed to be done in the near future. Naturally, we all assumed that it was an important sculpture, but then I heard her typing away at the computer one night after I got some midnight munchies.

“Hey Mom, whatcha up to?” I asked licking the top of the pudding cup.

“I’m um..writing up my will.” she answered softly.

“Your will? But you’re not old.”

She laughed; “Oh Cherry! That’s funny, but thank you. You know that your father and I are getting older. It’s about time that we got all of our affairs in order.”

The next day Mom celebrated her 50th birthday.

…with Dad cheering her on. I hope when I get married my marriage will be as strong as theirs.

She aged up beautifully didn’t she? Despite raising four boys, the stress has hardly shown.

Obviously, Dad thinks so as well. Geesh, can these two ever get a room?

Butterscotch and Strawberry had planned to move out in the next two weeks. Strawberry was climbing the science career ladder with amazing speed. He was getting promotions almost ever other day. I’m a bit jealous at the nice amount of money all of those promotions have put in his pocket. Of course I would never admit that out loud.

Mom was reluctant to let Strawberry get on with his life, but I could tell that she was tired of having Butterscotch around the house. The girl was such a party animal. She didn’t let her pregnancy stop her from partying almost every night while Strawberry was at work.

I hate to admit it, but I’m going to miss my older brother hanging around. Even though he was a real pain in the rear, he did help me with my homework and always stuck up for me at school. I think Plum is going to miss his playmate as well.

Right before the two of them were set to pack off and move to their new home, Strawberry proposed.

So it won’t be long until I have a new neice or nephew and a sister-in-law. After the proposal they left. Moved out. On their own now. I had thought that Strawberry would have at least said one last goodbye. He still keeps in touch regularly with Mom and Dad though. He did stop by after he and Butterscotch were married.

I hope that his marriage works out. I’ve always heard that Butterscotch had a bit of a “reputation” when they were in high school. So I realy hope that she finally settles down with Strawberry and their unborn child.

I’ve never really noticed the age difference between my parents. I know that sounds totally random, but the thought popped into my mind the other day when I saw Mom watching Dad playing one of our video games. They are fifteen years apart, but they act younger which can be a good thing. (When they’re not acting embarrassing that is)

Speaking of embarrassing. My littlest brother celebrated his birthday the other day.

Plum definitely looks a lot like Mom, but has the same reaction to tubs as Dad does.

Have I ever mentioned that my family is nuts?

Oh well…I wouldn’t trade them for the world 🙂

Hi everyone 🙂 I can’t express my appreciation towards all the comments on my last post. That was really sweet of you all to give sympathy for my family and I even though you don’t know me ❤ That definitely makes me smile 😀

This chapter is short  because I felt the need to update and I haven’t really been in the mood update. Last week and this week have been such a blur so yesterday I accomplished nothing! Lol, it felt good to just relax.

I hope everyone’s summer is going great and if you’re heading back to school soon (or are in school) good luck! My last semester for my associates degree starts tomorrow! Pretty psyched about that. Anyway, I wrote enough! 🙂

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