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.”




As the sun crawled slowly across the foggy sky in Moonlight Falls, Peach Sorbet made her way down a deserted dirt road. To her relief, a dozen lamps shone off in the distance; she had made her way from Appalosa Plains to start fresh in Moonlight Falls. Peach paused for a moment, took off her shoe and began to shake out stray pebbled from the road.

“Rotten stones, how’s a girl supposed to find a new home when her feet are being cut by jagged rocks?” she asked no one in particular.

After a few good shakes, Peach put her shoe back on and continued into town. The infamous Midnight Falls fog made the air around her hazy and a bit disorienting, but Peach continued walking. She knew that if she stopped walking she would never start up again. Leaving the familiarity of Appalosa Plains had taken all the energy she could muster up. Life back in the Plains had been good. Peach had married right after high school to a young fisherman; Spearmint Bubble. They shared the dream of owning a perfect garden and they begun immediately making their dream a reality. Early morning planting turned into a full day job once the crops had started growing. Things became even harder once the twins had been born.

Peach bit her bottom lip when she thought about their babies. Gone, they were all gone: Spearmint, Cinnamon, Jellybean…Somehow Peach had been the only survivor of the house fire. The fire that couldn’t be explained, the local papers had called it. No one knew how the fire started. The only certainty was that Peach had lost her family and until recently; her will to live.

Peach shook the memories of her past out of her mind. It was then that she realized she was sitting in a park.

“Moonlight falls,” she whispered to the quiet town, “help me forget the past.”

With a sigh, she heaved herself off the ground to look to buy a house.

When she exited the real estate office, Peach saw a young girl selling goodies in the park Peach had previously vacated. Intrigued, Peach made her way over to the stand.

“Hello Miss, would you like to try a baked good?” the little girl asked excitedly when Peach stood in front of her stand.

“I would, but they all look so yummy.” Peach teased, “What is this one?” she asked pointed to a muffin

“Oho! This is my newest addition, a jellybean muffin.”

A sharp paint twisted in her heart, “Hmm, sounds tempting, but I think I’ll have this.” Peach decided pointing at a piece of vanilla cake.

“Thanks! That’ll be 11 simoleans.” The little girl beamed handing Peach the cake.

Peach smiled and added 20 simoleans into the girl’s money jar.

Peach made her way to a bench to eat her cake.

“You’re in luck,” the real estate agent had told Peach, “I have a house that just opened up last week. It’s small, but a perfect place for a single person household.”

“I’ll take it.” She had said.

The agent had stammered, asking Peach if she had wanted to see the place first. Peach had declined then wrote a check. Peach felt accomplished; she wasn’t going to have to sleep on a park bench until a home opened up. Her sense of pride was slowly coming back. For a small moment, Peach felt her spirits rise, even her newly purchased vanilla cake tasted like heaven.

“Ahahahaaa!” Peach heard across the park.  She set her empty plate on the ground to find out where the mysterious laughter came from. As she adventured through the park, out of the corner of her eye she saw a floating plant. Peach gasped loudly when a ghost hopped out of the flowerpot.

The ghost turned at the sound of her gasp; “Don’t be alarmed, mortal. I’m only here to entertain the shrubbery.”

“What?” Peach asked in confusion.

The ghost laughed; “I’m only joking. I’m a ghost of the Goth family.”

“Nice to meet you,” Peach greeted after an awkward, cold handshake, “my name is Peach Sorbet, I just moved here.”

“Neat, there aren’t many mortals here in Moonlight Falls. You’ll definitely add some color to the neighborhood, no pun intended.” The Goth ghost told her.

“Not many mortals?” Peach repeated.

“Nope, but not to worry, just be careful of the full moon. All the creatures come out when the moon is full.” The ghost warned.

A distant screech interrupted their conversation; “Oh man, someone’s stealing my scares. There is just no respect among the dead. Sorry Peach, I’m being called. Make sure you check out the sights around the neighborhood. You’ll enjoy yourself, trust me. Nice to meet you!” she called floating off in the direction of another ghost.

“Explore the town, huh?”

Peach spent the rest of her first day in Moonlight Falls exploring the secrets the neighborhood had to offer. She found a handful of seeds and mushrooms to start her new garden.

Peach also found solace in investigating the Library of Antiquity which had a hidden room deep within the basement.

It was at the library where Peach began to notice something strange was going on in Moonlight Falls.

While making her way back from the secret room, Peach saw a woman carrying a little girl who had sparkling, pink wings. The sight of the little wings mesmerized her; she had never seen a sim with wings before. A scratching sound distracted her from the winged toddler.

“No! Bad boy, we do not scratch the furniture.” Peach heard a woman scold. She watched as another toddler destroy a wooden desk with his…claws?

What is going on with this town? She thought as she headed outdoors.

Peach Sorbet had no idea what kind of town she moved into.

All I can say is; SUPERNATURAL!! 🙂 🙂 🙂 I’ve been playing so much since I bought the expansion on Tuesday. This is definitely my favorite expansion so far. What better way to explore the Supernatural than to start the Sorbet’s over? I couldn’t get Peach the exact way I made her previously, but I definitely like this version as well. Hope you all did as well!

Thanks for reading and happy simming!

It was nearing midnight at Appaloosa Plains. The entire town was either sleeping or tiredly getting ready to enter the dream world. One household, through utterly exhausted, was still awake. The once quiet and peaceful Sorbet home had become loud and chaotic.

“Stinky! Me stinky Mommy!” Cinnamon screeched.

“I know Cinnamon bun. Mommy’s a-comin’.” Peach assured her daughter is exasperation. She was in the process of putting Jellybean into his crib. Jellybean had fallen asleep while playing with his blocks; his tiny body was completely limp in Peach’s arms as she tried to change him into his pj’s.

Spearmint, who had been trying to gently move their two new kittens into the pet bed, rushed into Cinnamon.

“I got diaper duty.” He called to his wife.

“Thanks!” she called tucking in a still sleeping Jellybean. Once she had put Jellybean’s favorite doll in his crib, she stepped back with her hands on her hips. That boy could sleep through anything. Peach thought with a smile.

“Nighty night time!” she heard Cinnamon giggle outside the nursery door.

“Quiet, little one. Your bother has already fallen sleep. Let’s not wake him up.” Spearmint told her.

As soon as Cinnamon was tucked into her crib her eyes fell shut leaving Peach and Spearmint to drudge to their own bed. They barely had time to kiss each other goodnight before they fell asleep, totally exhausted. Both Peach and Spearmint wanted children, many children at that. Since they had both been the only child of their families they felt that they had missed out on the joys (and troubles) of having siblings. So having children was no question in either minds, but they hadn’t expected to have a large family all at once.

Mornings were more hectic as usual. Peach’s garden was starting to become neglected since all of her attention was devoted solely to Cinnamon and Jellybean.

“Come on Cinnamon bun, no more messes in your diaper. Make your business in the potty chiar from now on.” Peach told her daughter smoothing a stray hair away from her tiny face.

“Stinky.” Cinnamon replied with a wrinkle of her green nose.

“Yuck, did you make a stinky?” Peach giggled.

In the first few months of the winds’ toddlerhood there were many nights where Peach would just be getting to bed when Spearmint would just be getting up for work.

“Are you just getting to bed again?” he asked throwing the covers off.

She nodded while getting under the soft blankets; “These kiddos are a handful, Spear.”

Spearmint yawned while pulling on his uniform; “Don’t worry, hun. As soon as I get home I’ll help you out with the twins.”

Peach mumbled something incoherent as she fell instantly to sleep. As Spearmint worked hard to bring in enough money for the family to survive, the day passed in the normal chaos.

“Hello, mommy.” Jellybean greeted when Peach picked him up out of the crib.

“Hello my little Jellybean. Did you sleep okay?” she asked giving her son a loving squeeze.

“Sleep tight, sleep tight!” he giggled.

“Mommy? Mommy!” cinnamon cried.

“Let’s go see what your sister wants.” She sighed.

Peach spent the rest of the day taking care of all of her children which included the twins, the two kittens Bean and Coco, and her plants.



She tried her best to keep her garden tended as best as she could since half of their income came fro her crops. Peach hardly spent time in her garden because she wanted her children to have a decent childhood.


Spearmint was true to his word, when he arrived home from work he took straight to helping Peach take care of the toddlers.

“Come on Jellybean, you have to learn how to use the potty. Your sister is fully potty trained already.” Spearmint pleaded, trying to keep Jellybean on the potty chair.

“No, Daddy! NO!” Jellybean screeched flailing his tiny arms.

Spearmint sighed in defeat. It had been a long day at the base, he had trained a few handfuls of overzealous new soldier during his shift and he was in no mood to deal with a crying toddler.

“Alright, alright, you win. Just don’t tell your mother.”

Thought the twins were a complete handful, the Sorbets were oblivious to how fast time was passing. The twins’ birthday came upon them very quickly.

a/n: no birthday shots because the twins grew up without a cake. I was trying to get them to learn all fo their skills before they grew into children. That didn’t happen 😦

With two children running around, the household breathed a sigh of relief. There would be no more midnight feedings, no more full diapers to change, and no more losing sleep. Peach and Spearmint were finally able to have some time to themselves.  

“I have been declared King of this grand castle!” Jellybean clapped at the kitchen table.

“All those who oppose me will be sent to the evil beast of Sorbetville!” he exclaimed waving his scepter in Milk Dud’s direction.

“Meow?” came the cat’s reply while looking at the shiny top of Jellybean’s homemade Kingly scepter.

“You are so lame.” Cinnamon told her twin pulling out one of the four chairs to eat her lunch.

“Silence, peasant! You will not call your King ‘lame’ for that is…is…” Jellybean struggled for the correct word.

“It is blasphemy, my liege.” Spearmint smiled coming in from the living room; “Your humble servant, King Jellybean.”

“Yeah, blasphemy! Thanks Dad—I mean Sir Spearmint.” Jellybean replied joyously even if he was unsure of the meaning of the word blasphemy.

“Ugh, I’m outta here.” Cinnamon groaned.

King Jellybean, in his entire divine manner, stuck his tongue out at his sister when she passed in front of him. Cinnamon blew a raspberry in return.

“I will be sure to send her to the beast’s lair, my liege.” Spearmint laughed.

“Yeah, you do that.” Jellybean yawned sitting down. His youthful creative mind was getting bored of being a King.

Spearmint, seeing that his son was through playing make-believe, bowed majestically and ended his bow with a kiss atop Jellybean’s head. He was rewarded with giggles from his son.

“Gross, Dad. You’re getting as bad as Mom with those kisses.” Jellybean teased.


Jonathan the cave gnome: “Ahh, this is the life.”













It was the first night that Peach did not sleep alone. Before she finally fell asleep, Peach gazed around her bedroom and relished at her new family. She woke up next to an empty space beside her.

“Spearmint?” she called drowsily.

The sounds of pans being moved in the kitchen was her answer. Peach swung her legs to the floor, her feet falling into her plush dog slippers. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she headed to the kitchen to see what her new husband was up to. She was greeted to quite a sight.

She smiled, she could definitely get used to being greeted to a pleasant view each morning. She stood in the hallway for a moment watching Spearmint put the waffle batter into a pan.

“Breakfast smells yummy.” Peach smiled wrapping her arms around Spearmint’s stomach.

He jumped a bit when he heard Peach’s voice appearing out of nowhere. He put one hand over hers.

“They’ll be done soon, country bumpkin.”


Ding! The buzzer on the oven interrupted the tender moment between the newlyweds. Peach, who had rested her head against Spearmint’s warm shoulder, slowly open her eyes.

“I think the waffles are done.”

“What? Oh yeah, the waffles,” he smiled bending down to pull breakfast out of the oven.

“After breakfast I want to get some running done. You want to train with me?” Spearmint asked squeezing maple syrup on his waffles.

“No thanks,” she laughed; “ ‘Sides, I have some gardening to do. I can’t wait to see what the seed I found at the orchard grow to be.”

Once the dishes were clean and the leftovers were placed in the fridge, the Sorbets headed out in the great outdoors to garden and workout.

Peach’s garden was coming along nicely. The seeds she had found the night they were married added a few new rows to her garden. *

*a/n: You may notice a little caveman gnome by the garden. Peach found this little guy, whom EA named Jonathan, at one of the public lots in Legacy Island. He’s always hanging out at the garden. 🙂

As time passed, the females in the household were starting to feel under the weather. One morning while Spearmint was out working, Peach suffered from a wave of nausea that took her by surprise.

“Mmmph.” She smacked a hand to her mouth to block the bile. Feeling the come on of more bile she ran to the bathroom just in time before losing her meal completely.

“Oh man, that was gross.” Peach mumbled wiping a hand across her mouth.

“Honey, I’m home!” she heard Spearmint proclaim.

Had Peach not just tossed her cookies, Spearmint’s same greeting would have caused her to giggle because the greeting had always reminded her of the small town families that she’d seen on the television so many years ago. She tossed back a cap of mouthwash before going into the living room to greet her overly happy husband.

“Spearmint, I think I’m pregnant.”

His mint green eyes widened in shock; “Really?” he whispered.

“I can’t be certain, but my Momma used to say that when your tummy doesn’t feel right and you barf up everythin’ you eat…you might be pregnant. If you’d been with a fella, granted.” She shrugged.

He rushed over to Peach to put his hands on her shoulders; “Baby, that’s fantastic. Us parents?” he laughed; “Who’d-a-thought?” Peach smiled at his loving mock of her country accent.

It wasn’t long until Peach started to show. Being pregnant opened up a whole new range of emotions and sensations for her. She marveled at the changes she felt her body go through. A small shift here, a slightly stronger kick there, became movements that no longer startled her. Despite the joy of carrying a tiny life within her, Peach was not exempt from the darker side of pregnancy.

Her hormones were completely out-of-whack. Even the warmest shower left her in chills, but not five minutes later she felt scorched as though she was inches away from the sun.

Back pains had also taken a permanent stay in her pregnant experience. These sharp pains make almost everything completely uncomfortable. Spearmint tried his best to keep the pains at bay with countless messages, but nothing worked.

“Oh Mr. Lizard I’m ready for this baby to come into the world already, but I’ve still got a ways to go.” Peach sighed running her finger down the lizard’s scaled back.

“Pumpkin?” Spearmint called; “Do you want to get some fresh air and come fishing with me?” he asked.

“Sure.” She replied putting the lizard back into its cage.

“How are you doing over there, Peach?” Spearmint inquired reeling his line slowly back in.

“You should see the pretty butterfly I just caught.” He heard her answer.

“Its wings are the most gorgeous shade of green. Almost the same color as your eyes, but not as minty.” Peach described putting her hand out so the butterfly could return to the sky.

“My eyes are minty, huh?”

She yawned and nodded; “Yep, minty green. No wonder your Momma named you Spearmint.” She smiled.

“You’re a nut, my country bumpkin.”

When she didn’t answer, Spearmint looked back. He smiled warmly when he saw that Peach had fallen asleep on a bench; “Sleep tight, princess.”

After catching a few fishes to sell at the local market, Spearmint woke up Peach with a light shake to take her home. It wasn’t long after when Peach began to feel the sharp pains of labor.

“Oof, Spear. The baby’s coming. It must not like mac and cheese!” she gasped.

In classic new father style, Spearmint put his hands on his head and proceeded to freak out; “Oh man, oh man, oh man. What should I do?!”

“Hospital…please!” Peach winced.

Peach and Spearmint came home with two new babies to add to the growing family. A boy, who was named Jellybean, inherited his mother’s skin color and father’s hair color

And a girl who was named Cinnamon. Cinnamon was completely opposite in looks than her twin, she shared her father’s skin tone with her mother’s hair color.

A few days after the twins were born; Peach noticed that Sprinkles seemed to be in pain.

“What is it, girl?” she asked anxiously kneeling down next to her pet.

Sprinkles continued to yowl.

“Spearmint, get in here, quick! Sprinkles just had kittens!”

Spearmint dashed at the news; “Two kittens! I had no idea she was expecting.” He revealed picking up one of the newborn kittens.

“I had no clue either. Sorry girl, I just thought you were getting fat.”


A new update posted within a week? What is this? 😉 Lol, yes I’m really getting into this DITFT challenge. My only complaint is the trouble I’m having with my game. I really love Pets, but I believe it’s broken my game. It seems as though I can’t play the new town without it crashing to the desktop. :/ It’s so annoying; it’s even more annoying that I’m going to have to move the Sorbets into another town…again. No worries, though.

Thanks for reading and happy Simming! ❤


Jonathan the cave gnome: “Oh dear lettuce plant! How you tempt me with your leafy green goodness for you know I can not supp upon your crispy being!”

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