Ryker: WARNING: AU, OOC CHARACTERS, MENTIONS OF RAPE, MENTIONS OF PAST ABUSE!
When was my last update? Whatever, this chapter is kinda long, well long for a chapter in my opinion. I think it was twenty pages on google docs, I usually write about sixteen or less for a chapter. I just got into it.
I should warn you guys that this chapter does have a sort of sexual theme towards the end, but it never get into detail, just lots of heavy kissing.
The mind is like a little movie theater. Sadly, most movies shown tend to be the most cringe worthy and embarrassing chunks from the entire production. While you watch, you just cringe and feel like you want to scream out 'just fucking kill me' as the memory stabs you in the gut.
That is exactly how I feel after that kiss with Yuuri.
I can feel his hands roaming my body as I pulled him closer to kiss him more. It's the fact that I started the kiss is bothering me. The entire moment makes me want to throw up my internal organs out of sheer anxiety, but the simple idea that I, Wolfram (God fucking knows my last name now) Strider-Hallows, had willingly and voluntarily pressed my lips upon his Royal Wimpiness' lips, makes me feel like I'm just a sick bastard.
It's like a scene from a bad romantic comedy where the two leads barely know each other and claim they are deeply in love. Sure, I knew Yuuri when I was younger and I've missed him till this day, but it still feels so shallow of me.
On the other hand, it just felt so right. His arms around me, my hands in his hair, everything was so delectable that I can't help but crave more. Whether it's the way his hands slightly twitched in the fabric of my hoodie or the sweet scent of his glistening skin, I found myself getting lost in the moment. He's a kind man with good intentions. He walks past the shards of glass that surround my existences and dries my tears.
This inner conflict is tearing my brain in half. The tiny army men pound against my skull and I feel my temples split.
I press my forehead against the semi chilled glass car window to calm the pain. I could sense Yuuri's concern and his desire to sort this out, but I wanted to make like Elsa and let it go (did I really just make that joke? It's a sign that there is something wrong with me).
When we got to the lake, Yuuri summoned up a similar bubbling pool in the center of it. The portal out of reality, I was ready to jump in. Since I wasn't used to the travel between worlds, I passed out from the worry of drowning.
.,.,.,
"Wolf, I have to go on this school trip, it's a once in a lifetime experience!" Conrad tried to reason with me.
I didn't want him to leave me alone with them! Not after what they did to me.
"Don't go!" I squeaked as I threw myself into his arms, "Please don't leave me!"
Conrad chuckled softly and brushed his fingers through my knotted golden locks. He shook his head.
"Why don't you want me to go?" he asked in a calming tone.
I wanted to tell him about what happened, but my foster mom said that if I told what she did, she would separate me from my brothers and make me 'entertain' her guests. She also threatened my life and my brothers' lives. I caused too much grief as it was.
My lips trembled as I let out a loud sob. Conrad kissed my forehead and said, "It will only be for a few days. I'll be fine, and you'll be safe. I promised to never leave you, remember?"
Don't make promises you can't keep.
.,.,.,
At this point, I shouldn't be so mentally flopped by such nightmares, but I still woke up in a cold sweat. I was in a bed with a new set of clothes on, ironically another sweatshirt and jeans (how?). I thought that I was in the wrong place until I turned my head to see a dark haired man staring at me.
"Jesus!" I jumped up, "Don't be such a creep."
He chuckled, "Sorry."
I rolled out of the bed and untangled myself from the sheets (ungracefully might I add).
"Hasn't anyone ever told you it's not nice to watch people sleep?" I asked as I crossed my arms over my chest.
Yuuri sat back in his chair and sighed. A serious glaze sprinkled over his lively eyes as he stared into my eyes. The stone cold air made me sit back against the plush bed. My fingers toyed with the satin sheets as I looked into his beautiful onyx eyes.
"Wolf, a-about that kiss," he kicked the carpet under his feet in a timid manner.
"What kiss?" I hissed, "There is nothing to talk about."
Yuuri growled and shot up to his feet. He pushed me over so I was flat on my back. The sound of my heart pounding could be heard all the way back on Earth.
Part of me wanted to see where this would take me, the other screamed while flashbacks danced in my head. I squeaked with the creak of the bed as Yuuri climbed on top of me. There was a spark of rage in his eyes that I've never seen before, and to be honest, it was terrifying. I threw my arms in front of my face to hide the panic that lurked in the wrinkles on my skin.
"Y-Yuuri-?" I gasped as he gently moved my arms to my sides.
"I don't know what happened to you," he said calmly, "But you can't keep doing this."
"Doing what?" I asked so softly, I swear that only owls could hear it.
"Shutting everyone out," he replied, "You can keep denying that we kissed, but that won't stop it from happening again, maybe not with me but with someone else. You need to let someone inside or else you'll crumble." he rolled off of me and stared up at the ceiling. "After I met you back when we were young, I fell into a depression. It hurt to know that I had to leave you behind, but I snapped out of it because I let others help me. I talked about what we did and how amazing you are. So, if you ever want to talk, I'm here."
My cheeks burned red as I felt his hand flutter over my cheek to turn my face in his direction. His eyes were sincere. "Anything you say to me," he said, "I'll keep it a secret. It's none of my business though."
"Why?" I questioned his motives. The stinging behind my eyes from the tears that built up finally released as hot droplets of salty water trickled down my face.
"Because," he smiled, "I care about you. I've never stopped caring since the day we met back when we were just babies. My caring might've manifested into something greater now, but that doesn't change the fact that I want to see you genuinely smile again. Anything to make you happy." He wiped away my tears.
This rush that he gave me, it is indescribable. I feel as if I'm in my own little world with him and he just makes me laugh until the burn goes away. I feel like butterflies are dancing in my stomach and tickling the inside while my entire body shuts down. The past is completely forgotten when he touches me. It's as if he is wiping me clean of the trauma and pain that lay as thick as dirt on my skin.
I've only felt like this one other time, five years ago, with that double black boy that didn't care where I came from or how many scars I have. He liked to make me giggle and he told me that my looks (which people commonly like me for only that) are just one part of the entire package. He said my looks were just the wrapping paper that concealed what was really inside, and the gift he received was truly spectacular.
I sighed.
Do I tell him what happened? Should I tell the horrific tale? He'll probably look at me differently or pity me. Maybe he'll hate me for what happened. I really want to tell him, it's killing me inside that my story hasn't been told (Janet had to tell the therapist, with me in the room, about what happened. Even then, Conrad told Janet! The only two people I told were Conrad and Gwendal).
"Yuuri, I was-" saved by the bell. There was a knock on the door which made me cringe into myself and sit upright.
"What?" Yuuri yelled to the person at the other side of the door. He was not pleased, it's actually pretty funny! Yuuri is usually such a sweet and kind character, so when he's made or annoyed, it's really comedic!
The silver haired man opened the door… What's his name?... Gowther?
"Gunter," so close! "What is it?"
The silver haired man bowed his head when he looked at me and Yuuri.
"Your Majesty, I was sent in here to check if Lord Wolfram was awake," wait, what's with this 'Lord' bullshit? "We've prepared lunch."
"Thank you Gunter," Yuuri waved the man out of the room.
Once the door clicked shut, Yuuri crawled up to my side and said, "As you were saying?"
It's too late, all of my courage flew out the window, "Nothing. I didn't say anything."
"But you just-" Yuuri waved his arms around.
"Man, I'm starving!" I jumped to my feet and hopped over to the door, "Come on."
He looked at me with a pained expression. He was reluctant to trudge his way to my side.
Maybe Yuuri isn't such a wimp, well, not as wimpy as me.
I forgot that in this world there is a woman that looks exactly like me and may or may not have given me the gift of life. When I saw her at the table, I backed up into Yuuri, as if I had been shot through the heart. Yuuri jolted slightly as he felt my weight on him since I tripped (that's right folks, I tripped over my own two feet and fell into Yuuri's arms) and he caught me.
I thanked him for helping and mentally prepared myself to talk to Celi again. But how can I face her after what I said last time we met? God, I'm a fucking jerk.
She looked up and smiled at me, as if nothing happened. I tried to walk over and take the seat next to Conrad, but I felt like my limbs were rusted like the Tin Man's from the Wizard Of Oz (Also I feel like the Cowardly Lion since I'm too fucking scared to approach the table).
The table was laced with sandwiches of all kinds, some had ham and others had egg salad. Murata said that he brings back recipes from Earth. I grabbed the cheese and ham sandwich because it's the best thing ever. If I had to eat only one food for the rest of my life, it would be ham and cheese sandwiches (you can always take out the ham or the cheese, then never get bored).
I took a bite and the overwhelming flavor of 'holy shit I'm on cloud nine' filled every negative cell and made it in a state of bliss. I taste a hint of mustard and mayo, nice!
"Are you okay?" Celi asked as she broke through my barrier.
"Why do you ask?" I swallowed down my bite of food.
"We heard about the attack," she tapped one nail on the table, "I-I just, I was worried something happened to you-"
"-Why would you care?" I took another bite, "You gave me up one time, you can do it again."
"Wolfram!" Gwendal snapped, "That's not nice!"
"Who said I was nice? You all just assumed that I was a nice person," I shrugged and ate the rest of my food. I wiped the crumbs off on my pants and chugged down the water in my glass.
I hate how people assume things, like how do you know that cute suburban couple won't abuse their foster child in the most inappropriate way? You don't, so it's a trial and error scenario where the child is placed there and ends up mentally broken from a month of pure torture. Anyway, enough about that sore topic!
Yuuri looked over at me. He raised an eyebrow. He got out of his seat and kissed my cheek before he returned. That cocky little bastard!
"Hey!" I yelled as my cheeks flushed red and I held the spot his lips caressed, "Why?"
"You didn't beat me up or threaten my life," Yuuri said kindly, "You're not bad."
I want to punch his little grin off of his face!
Gwendal and Conrad cleared their throats since they remember what Yuuri and I did before we came to this world. I knew they wanted to talk with me about it, but what's there to talk about? Yuuri and I were getting hot and heavy after we were almost killed, happens to every teenage boy (I fucking wish, then I would be normal)!
Celi smiled again which made me even more mad. She seems so happy that I'm embarrassed or maybe that her little arrangement is working. I clenched my fists as I saw that orange haired man put his hand on the back of Conrad's chair. Yuuri's parents and brother joined us at the table while a redheaded woman (she looks fucking scary) joined the green haired girl next to Gunter whom stood around the table.
I nudged my brother and whispered, "You promised…"
"Hm?" he hummed as he leaned closer to hear me.
I pushed his face away with an angry huff, "Nothing!" I addressed the entire table, "Look, if we aren't going to discuss the biggest issue here, then I might as well to find my way back to that room I woke up in and call me when I'm needed."
"Wolf!" Celi squeaked.
"NO!" I yelled, "Only my friends call me 'Wolf', you must call me Wolfram!" I don't give a rats ass if she gave me this name, she will call me Wolfram until she redeems herself.
Gwendal hit me upside the head which managed to cool me down. Usually, when I go into a rage fit, one tap to the back of the head will help. I nodded at him and settled back in my seat.
"O-okay," Celi looked defeated. Her eyes sparkled with tears as she pouted. I felt some guilt, but not much. It's not like I got to know her or anything.
Yuuri's father, Shouri (or that's what Yuuri has told me), cleared his throat, "Alright, now, my son has informed us about the Order finding Wolfram and trying to kill him. We can't hide them anymore, so what should we do?"
Kill them?
"I say we should reason with the Order," Yuuri smiled so proud of his dumb idea.
I rubbed my temples. I'm going to die, that's it. These people are no help in this situation, oh well. I didn't really live that nice of a life, might as well end it here before it escalates into me living on the streets of New York sucking dick for a decent meal.
"We should attack them head on!" the redheaded woman smiled… I was right, she's fucking creepy! That smile reminds me that I am a lesser person in this world since I know nothing about it's laws.
"What does Wolf-chan think?" It was Yuuri's mother, Miko, that spoke. I didn't correct her since she just seemed to fun and kind. She reminds me of that mother I dreamed of when I was a child.
When I was small, I started to meet all different types of parents, some good, most bad. When I was alone or scared, I would think up this kind woman. She would talk to me and make me smile. She always smelled like chocolate frosting and loved me for who I was instead of what I looked like. She became my imaginary mother. Miko makes me remember those days where I would be held up by my arm and beaten with a thick wooden spoon, and I would run up to my room and talk to my imaginary mother. She made the emotional pain go away.
Gwendal and Conrad pushed me out of my thought bubble.
"Oh, uh," I looked at the table, "I don't know. I never really had to deal with this. I don't like people so I tend to stay away from them. But, I guess finding out the reason towards why they are targeting me and my brothers is the first step."
"Good idea Kiddo," Yozak (orange haired man) said.
This man already is on my nerves.
"Wait… Did nobody think of this?" I asked dumbfounded, "You had sixteen years but you never thought of knowing why they are after the ex Queen's three children?"
Yuuri sighed, "We were more focused on you three than anything. We were worried about you guys causing mischief." Yuuri, I will pay you never to sound like an adult ever again...
Celi smiled fondly, "I remember when Gwendal and Conrad were little. They would get so jealous of each other that they had wooden swords and tried to beat each other. Well, it was more Gwendal and Anissina beating up Conrad. After all, Conrad was so small, but not as small as Wolfram."
Anissina?
The redhead chuckled, "I remember that. Too bad you don't Gwen!" She smacked his back. The sound resonated off of the castle walls. "We used to be best friends," she explained her actions, "You were always a rough boy with a soft spot for cute things while I was the only person that wasn't afraid of you! I missed you!"
Conrad nudged my shoulder, "Wolf look, Gwendal has a girlfriend."
I snickered cynically with him as Gwendal shot us a death glare.
"Where do we go from here?" Gunter asked trying to get us back on topic.
"I'll go undercover-" Yozak began to say.
"-No!" Yuuri gasped, "The Order will kill you if they discover your true identity!"
"It's a risk that we all must take," Yozak retorted, "I'm sorry Kiddo, but you and Prince Brat over there," hey, that was rude, "nearly got yourselves killed because of the Order. Just having these three here is putting everyone in danger. We need to nip this in the bud ASAP or else someone will die."
"Well now the Order knows that my sons have returned home, it's only a matter of time before someone attacks," Celi brought up a good point.
Conrad, Gwendal, and I are sitting ducks anywhere we go. Even if we are hidden, it's no use. We can run, but we can't hide. This would just be easier if we just went to the Order willingly and paid for whatever happened.
Murata sighed, "I'm going to go the Original King's Temple and speak with him about it." The boy rose from the table.
"Who is him?" Gwendal asked.
"Shinou, the Original King!" Murata cheered before he waved us goodbye.
From what Yuuri told me, the Original King had died over 4,000 years ago. I'll never understand this world. So many questions slapped me across the face, but I just ignored them. It's not worth asking since I don't plan on staying here for very long.
I leaned on the table, my elbow bent. I rested my cheek on my hand which squished the flesh forward slightly.
I began to think about everyone back home. I really hope they are alright. God knows how long the Order has been tracking me, what if they hurt my family? I need to be there with them and not here where the people sent me away as a baby. Wait, why didn't anyone fucking do this sooner? I mean, the threat must've been known or else they wouldn't have had time to plan all of this out?! I made a mental note to beat Yuuri until he tells me why everyone here is so stupid.
"Hey Wolfram," Yuuri said which broke me from my daydream.
The entire table was cleared and I never even noticed. Yuuri held out his hand with a smile.
"Can I take you on a tour of the castle?" did I have a choice?
I reluctantly took his hand as he helped me out of my seat. The touch of our hands made me blush as those happy little sparks jolted through my bloodstream and tingle throughout my body. I held onto his hand tighter as he led me up a flight of stairs and showed me some rooms. Some of them were empty and others had beautiful colored beds and very nice accessories.
He took me downstairs where he showed me his Royal Chambers. It was where I woke up earlier, and I must admit, I could get used to this.
I looked out the window and I saw the entire Kingdom. The landscape was out of a painting with it's exquisite colors and rosy sweet texture. The balcony was even more breathtaking as people from down below waved to Yuuri. Each had their own personal smile for him as he waved back.
I could see the most intense garden from here. I could barely identify which flowers were from Earth and which are from here, but either way I felt like I jumped into a Bath and Body Works store because of the scent. He had a patch blue flowers that looked like an open tulip. The sweet aroma was mouth watering in the most breathtaking way.
Yuuri chuckled when I went to the pot and cupped a flower to smell it.
"What?" I huffed, "These flowers are like none I have ever seen before."
"That's because they are unique," he put a hand on my back to join me, "They are my favorite flower too."
"What are they called?" I asked.
"Beautiful Wolfram," Yuuri smiled fondly, "And before you say something witty, that's what the flowers are called," he knows me too well, "the ex Queen, Celi, made these flowers herself. There is one for Gwendal and one for Conrad. That's what she would do during her pregnancy. Sometimes I'll find her in the flower garden crying over each flower. I hide because I don't want her to see me there, but she truly cares for these."
Maybe Celi isn't such a witch after all. She made flowers for me and my brothers, and I must admit, they are gorgeous. It doesn't change the fact that I'm stubborn and I refuse to give in without a fight, even if I want to give her a chance.
When I turned back around, a flying skeleton was hovering in front of me. A flying FUCKING skeleton! What is this, Undertale?!
I screamed and ran into Yuuri's arms. I nestled my face on his chest and threw my arms around my body to shield myself from anything. Yuuri must know what those things are!
"Wolfram?" Yuuri said in a skeptical and amused voice.
"What the hell is that thing?!" I yelled.
"Wolf!" Yuuri laughed so hard that tears trickled down his cheeks, "They are harmless. They guard the castle from above and help us with anything we need. I call them Kohi."
My heart was still recovering from that heart attack as I pushed myself off of Yuuri and pounded my fists against his chest.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?!" I growled in between punches.
Yuuri was still laughing as he blocked each throw. I wasn't truly angry at him, it was more playful.
I've slowly let Yuuri inside my heart, I hope it doesn't come back to bite me…
I started to laugh along with Yuuri as my punches grew lighter.
Later, we took a stroll around the gardens, which are more beautiful up close. He sat me down on a bench deep within the pits of the garden. He sighed and leaned back against his hands as he soaked in the gentle breeze. His shirt crept up slightly to reveal his toned mocha stomach.
I stand by my word that Yuuri is gorgeous. He is by far the most handsome man I have ever laid eyes on (sorry Leonardo Dicaprio!). Though, I've been played by men like him before. I opened up to them (in more ways than one) and the next day they treat me like I'm two month old eggs in the back of the refrigerator. I eventually stopped trying to date and settled with hook ups. I hate being touched, but if someone manages to get me horny then I'll happily throw myself on them. But Yuuri makes me feel an emotional pleasure (along with turning me on).
"What are you thinking about?" he asked, his voice as gentle as the breeze.
"Hm?" I looked over at him then back at my lap, "N-nothing."
"That doesn't sound like nothing," he leaned over to me and rested his head on my shoulder, "Is this too much?"
"Yeah," I said and he got off of me, "Sorry…"
"Don't be," he was too perfect, "It's your body, you have a say in what happens to it."
"Not always," I muttered under my breath too quiet for Yuuri to hear. Yet somehow, he heard me.
"What do you mean by that?" he asked again.
I tried to think of a different topic. The rustling of the trees was the only noise between us as he waited for a response. Yuuri realized he said something wrong and he got up, "I'm sorry for prying. You know your way back so I'll just leave you-" he began to walk away and I panicked. I didn't want him to leave! I didn't want him to give up on me! Please, Yuuri, don't be like the others!
"Wait!" I cried as I grabbed his shirt sleeve and everything seemed to stop. It felt like the entire world held it's breath in anticipation of what I might do. "I-I want to tell you, I'm just… scared. If I just open up to you, maybe I'll-I can be everything you want and-h-here I go-" I took a deep breath, "Yuuri, I was ra-MPH-" his lips stopped me from finishing my dirty secret.
I never even noticed how wet my cheeks were until his thumbs brushed the tears away.
"You don't have to tell me because I want to know," he whispered against my lips, "Tell me when you are ready."
"Why are you so sickeningly perfect?" I muttered.
"Because if I wasn't, how would I possibly put up with you?" he chuckled and took a running start.
"Hey, wait! WIMP!" I yelled as I ran after him, "What does that mean?!"
For once in my life, it seemed like the ball was in my court. My best friend from five years ago came back to me, the boy of my dreams, the man who promised to come back, he is mine. I've never had something that was purely mine before. I lose things when I switch houses so constantly, so having a person that loves me makes me just desire to hold him so tight that no one can take him. Maybe I'm moving too fast (I'm being such a stereotypical 'lost prince' character), but I knew him before. He and I had a relationship, we got to know each other, and five years might seem like forever ago, but now it seems like it was just yesterday.
The last thing I expected that night was to sit up late in Yuuri's room while drinking wine with him and playing a bit of catch up. I was pretty tipsy, not going to lie. I rarely drink like this, but with everything going on, I just needed some get away.
"What's being king like?" I asked as I downed the fifth glass of wine (reminder, I drank two of those five in the course of a half hour). I laid back against Yuuri's chest and acted cute. I curled up against his side and scribbled shapes across his toned stomach. Those were all extreme signs that I was just a bit tipsy.
Yuuri was equally tipsy. "It's pretty difficult. Sometimes I like to chug the entire bottle of wine while hiding in the wine cellar just to get away." so Mr. Perfect does have a flaw! "People are just so needy."
"I'm needy," I pout my lips and press my hips against his side.
"Wolf," Yuuri warned, "We shouldn't do anything, not when we can't think straight."
"Honey," I smirked, "I never think straight." Bad joke, but true. "And that makes me want you more."
"R-really? You want me?" he asked as he turned on his side to face me.
I giggled and pushed our hips together to grind against him. I rocked back and forth, and his virgin body was like jello in my hands. His cheeks were tinted pink (as were mine) and he threw his head back with his jaw open. I took the opportunity to kiss his sweet neck and mark what is mine.
"You are so hot," I breathed over the love bites I gave him, "I've dreamed of you for so long. I missed you. I waited and waited for you to come rescue me from that hell I called a life, and now you're here," I laid back and stretched my arms to either side while my legs parted slightly, "Come claim what's yours."
The next part is sort of fuzzy, but I'm sure it was sex. I'm that horny drunk, fun at parties, always keep them close, that sort of thing. Well, I was surprised to find out that Yuuri was a horny drunk as well.
I'm not normally this easy unless it's a hook up, but again, I've just been so desperate to find an escape, I resorted to a sexual pleasure to just get away. It worked for the time being. Yet, how the fuck do I explain why Yuuri's neck suddenly has leopard print bruises?
.,.,.,
"This is only a hook up, right?" the brunette asked as he rolled on top of me. My legs hooked around his pelvis as I use the muscles in my core to hoist myself up and hang off of him.
"I don't do relationships," I smirked, "I love sex though, but you have to be worth my time."
His room wreaked of teenage angst and sexual confusion. He had a bunch of posters on his walls to hide the shitty paint job. I could care less since his bed was like a piece of bread on cardboard.
"You're so beautiful," he marveled at my charm.
"I get that a lot," I whispered to him as I kissed his jaw line up to his ear then down his neck.
"It's rare to see a boy with such curves," he grabbed my waist.
"Babe, let's get one thing straight," I pushed him over and crawled over him, "I top."
He nodded as our lips touched. All I saw was that boy from my past. What does he look like now? Would he kiss me like this pathetic boy or like an actual human being?
The more I thought, the more I saw an older version of that eleven year old boy. I wanted to know what he felt like and how he liked to be touched.
I silently mumbled his name as I ran my fingers up the boy's chest. Then his mom walks in. I jumped up and ran out of there faster than my legs could take me. The thing is, his mom was friends with Gwendal, and I know she will tell him.
When I got home, I saw an angry Conrad with an angry Grandma and Grandpa.
"Gwen is on the way," I'm so fucked.
.,.,.,
And as I woke up with a sharp pain in my lower back and a naked King next to me, the same thought rolled through my skull. My head pounded from the hangover just as the door swung open and in walked the LAST person I wanted to see.
Ryker: Wooooow who is that mystery person?! Tell me who you think it is! Maybe you're right, you probably are right. I'm not that creative when it comes to drama.
If this story feels rushed, I just don't want it to be slow. I'm trying to incorporate the Order slowly and such along with Wolf's inner problems, cuz, Honey, if you thought that Wolf and Yuuri banging is going to solve things, it just made everything worse.
Also, maybe next chapter we'll get the story of what happened to Wolfram. Maybe Wolf will tell Yuuri, or maybe he'll tell it to someone else, not being able to handle the guilt and everything he has held inside.
ALSO TO THAT GUEST THAT ASKED ABOUT MY SIMS! Haha, well I don't do Wolf any justice either, he is too stunning to ever replicate. But actually his sim just died (ahhhhhh) so idk if he is still in my household. He probably is somewhere, I just haven't checked my Sims in a few days. I'm still sort of new to the Sims 4 and I'm getting all of my cheat codes and mods in order before i play around with it. Haha but yup.