Hello all. Sorry I haven't updated this lately. College sucks and all that jazz (although I AM on break right now). I am currently in the process of finishing this story, but I am also rewriting the previous chapters. Tons of things needed to be addressed. So I hope you enjoy these revised chapters. :)
Disclaimer: EA owns just about everything I mention in this story except for Chastity. She was "created" when I was fooling around in the Create-A-Sim section of MySims Party.
~…Poppy POV…~
I'm not the type of girl to curse, but I am mega-pissed right now. I've been standing on these obnoxious, pink Cutopian docks in a freak storm for well over an hour now. Violet, my older sister, has decided to pay Daniel (her ex and my current boyfriend) a visit; she hates the idea of me dating him. I also had a feeling that she picked this day for a reason; every other Thursday is our "date night" so she'd do anything to sabotage it.
"Poppy, you there? Please let that shadowy figure be you…" I heard her voice calling to me from a distance, but the rain was making it hard for me to see how far she was from the docks.
"I'm right here, Vi!" I yelled, waving my arms up and down.
"Thank goodness, I'm almost at the pier then." I waited another two minutes to see if I could make her out.
"Hey, could you help me out of this damn boat? Just look down, I'm here." She said, holding out her left hand. In her right were a rope and a basket.
"Sure, I'll help, if you tell me what's in that basket." I smirked.
"I'll tell you when we get to the house, and I can only do that if you help me out!" she shouted back. I just laughed in response; I always knew how to get on her nerves.
"OK, calm down, I was only teasing…" I gripped her free hand and hoisted her up. She set the basket down for a moment to secure the boat to the pier.
"Do you and Daniel still live in that little pink house on the hill? The one with the yellow roof, right?" she asked, picking up the basket off the wet ground.
"Close, we're the one with the green roof. Clara and Bean are the ones with the yellow roof. They just had a little boy, Andrew. Cute as a button, that baby. He was born on some sort of nature preserve."
"Huh, when did those two move in?"
"Just about 4 or 5 months after you left for Spookane. And while I'm thinking about it, Daniel's gonna be upset about you being here. I didn't exactly tell him yet."
"Meh, he doesn't scare me. Guess this'll make his night then."
We made more small talk on the way to my house; at the least the rain stopped by the time we got there. I dug through my coat pocket, found my house key, and opened the door. Daniel was sitting on the right end of our pink couch, a gift from his mother Duchess Beverly.
"Hi, sweetie, I've got coffee on in the kitchen if you'd - oh it's you." Daniel mumbled as he saw Violet walk in behind me. "I guess I'll go upstairs until you leave, Violet."
"No, I actually need you to stick around. I didn't come here just because I wanted to; I'm here for a very important reason. Poppy, could you please go and sit next to your boyfriend?" I did as she told, and Daniel had wrapped his arms around my waist the second I sat down. I could tell I was blushing because Violet stuck her tongue out at both of us. She sat down on the left side of our couch and put the basket in her lap.
"Ooh, what did ya bring us from Spookane, Vi? Is it another bunch of figurines Carl made?"
"No, this is something I made with a little help from a friend." She whispered as she pulled out what was inside.
"A BABY?" Daniel and I yelled in unison.
"Yes, it's a baby. Now could you two keep it down? She was sleeping the whole way here and you two had to wake her up!" She scolded, cradling the bundled baby girl. She looked absolutely perfect: light brown hair, pale blue eyes and small freckles spanning both her cheeks and nose, creamy white skin, and a smile on her face as her mother rocked her back and forth.
"Violet, she's beautiful. Why didn't you say anything about her earlier? Like when you found out you were pregnant?" I immediately asked, watching my sister hold this little angel that was my brand-new niece.
"I couldn't exactly come out with this pregnancy the second I found out; Spookane is watched over by a psychopath named Morcubus and he's been creating a string of bogus laws. One of them happens to be about population control: "no one is allowed to conceive unless given permission". So I asked my closest friend, Raven, to take me to Capital Island. A sailor, Barney, let me stay in a spare room while we lived there. About 8 months later, I went into labor; it lasted for about 29 hours until I was finally allowed to get a c-section. After all the commotion her arrival had caused, I realized that she couldn't come back with me. Who knows what 'Lord Morcubus' would've done to her if he knew about her? I dropped Raven back off at Spookane before sailing here with her! Could you two do me the biggest favor by raising her for me? You two were the first pair to pop into my mind when I asked myself 'who would be the best couple to raise my daughter', believe it or not." She explained her whole dilemma. We looked at her, the baby, and then we stared at each other for a minute or so. Daniel was the one to break the awkward silence.
"Poppy, can I please have a word with you?" he asked angrily, grabbing me by my left wrist, practically dragging me into the kitchen.
"We can't possibly take her in! I don't care if she's your niece; we're not ready for a baby! And what is my mother going to say when she finds out about her?" he fumed. I took his hands into mine before he broke something.
"We won't be alone, Dan. The whole island will be thrilled to hear that we're raising a baby, even one that's not ours; I'm sure they'd all be willing to lend a hand every now and then. And I'm positive your mother will be ecstatic to see us with a baby. Please, Daniel? She's my sister and she needs our help. I'm sure she'd do the same for me if I was caught in her situation! And, just think, this will give us great practice if we ever want kids of our own someday." I pointed out. He sat down in a chair, took all of what I said into consideration, and agreed with me. We walked back into the living room and told her that we'd made our decision.
"We'll take her in, Vi, and we'll be sending you letters and photos of her progress. Just to let you know how she's doing and so you can see her grow-up with us. Are you sure you want to give her up?"
"I have no other choice." She said to us, a single tear trailing down her face. "I'll finally have a reason to look forward to getting mail now." We all chuckled; even the baby started to babble.
"Hey, Violet, does she have a name? Or are we supposed to do that?" Daniel smirked.
"Of course she has a name, you ass. I couldn't have signed her birth certificate without it. Her name is Chastity Belle Nightshade. The name itself means 'pure', something I no longer am; something I want her to remain until she's sure she's ready." Violet revealed to us. We went over her basic routine for feedings and sleeping and then we let Violet say her last goodbyes to her daughter. It was so sad to see my sister give Chastity up; it was almost like leaving a piece of her behind. We made sure the baby was sound asleep in her crib (the crib we were saving for possible future babies) before seeing Violet off at the docks. Daniel and I stayed there until we couldn't see her boat anymore. (A.N./ This could be misleading; Violet's OK, I just couldn't think of another way to say this.)
~…12 Years Later…~
That's how my niece, Chastity, became a part of our small family. Many things have changed since that fateful day: Cutopia has grown considerably as far as population goes, Daniel and I married about 2 years after "adopting" her, and I gave birth to twin boys (both are Daniel's) about 4 years ago. One thing that has changed is that Chastity is beginning to realize that Dan and I aren't her biological parents. I mean, it's all based on looks, but she's right in a sense. We're planning on telling her the truth on her thirteenth birthday; that's just about 3 months away. I do hope she's ready by then.
