The funniest thing is, I do own the Sims 2--

--um, wait.

First fic/new fandom.

"You know, dear, there are some days I wonder at myself," Jenny Smith remarked to her husband, Pollination Technician#9.

"Oh?" he replied, thumbing to the next page of the newspaper he was reading.

Jenny put down her book, tilting her head up to look at the Strangetown sun. "Yes. There's…an odd gap. In my memory. I remember doing things I haven't done."

The green man shrugged in response to his wife. He flipped to the next page of the newspaper. "You're probably just imagining things."

They were sitting outside their comfortable home, enjoying a relaxing summer's day. The sun was hot, but not too hot, and the pool was refreshing. Jenny had a small glass of lemonade on the table next her. Every so often, she'd take a sip, content to just puzzle over this new and peculiar development.

"I know that there's something different!" Jenny exclaimed.

Pollination Technician#9 sighed, folding closed his newspaper. When Jenny got ahold of something, she often wouldn't let it quit until she'd finally gotten to the bottom of the puzzle she'd turned her attention to. He turned to her, looking under the brim of his sunhat. "Jenny, my sweet, I'm really sure you're just imagining things."

Jenny smiled, taking a sip of her lemonade. "You're probably right, pet. But I know that I haven't done half the things I think I've done. It's just…a puzzle."

She turned to her husband, eyes glimmering. "Precious, it's just a mystery! And you know how fond I am of mysteries. It's just the strangest thing. I was just sitting at the café the other day, minding my business. Tandie Spanglish invited me, you remember her? Anyway, I was sitting with her at the café, but then I had the strangest thought. I remembered you and me—us—having WooHoo upstairs! Now, that can't be right."

Pollination Technicain#9 frowned. "But how, my pet? It's not like you were in two places at once—one here with me, and the other out with Tandie."

Jenny grinned, patting her husband's arm. "Of course not, my sweet. But sometimes, that's what it feels like."

The two calmly resumed their sunbathing, putting such sobering thoughts from their minds. After a minute, though, Pollination Technician#9 cocked his head to the side. "Well, how was it?"

Jenny snorted before leaning in for a kiss. "Oh, stop it, you silly thing."