November 23, 2011
Reeds (2) - Round 13
Brandi wiped the tears from her eyes. "I'd thought you were dead. You should have called!"
"I know, Mom. I was just so shocked to find out that I'd... changed... And then it took me awhile to get used to it, to build my glen. And there's something else I want to show you..."
She walked up to Amy and hugged her fiercely. "Be happy. That's what I want for you the most."
"I love you, Mom," Amy said. "Thanks for understanding."
Wilbur jerked up. "Who's there?"
"It's me, Amy."
Wilbur came closer and studied her. "What happened to you?" he asked, with a touch of wonder in his voice.
"I'm free! I used to worry about what other people thought... but here... I'm surrounded by nature and I am loved!"
Wilbur glanced around the lot. It was too dark to see everything. But, to see Amy smile. It was beautiful. He thought about all the heart ache he'd been through in college- being passed over by all the girls. He wondered what it would be like to live here in a simple, beautiful world... and to be loved.
"You are loved," she told him.
Startled, he stepped back. Before him stood a man where a baby had stood before.
He glanced at Amy and back to Rodhun. "What?"
Amy hugged Rodhun.
Rodhun glanced at his hands and checked his toes. It felt interesting to grow so big, so fast. It was almost as though he could feel himself grow.
Wilbur made his excuses and left. He'd been to startled to ask Amy his question. There were too many unknowns. To age from a baby to a man in a moment's time. What happened when someone became old? Would Amy turn brown and wither away? How long of a lifetime would they have together?
Kneeling, he proposed marriage to her and asked her to take his last name.
Wilbur worried again. Would she have a human baby... a mixed baby? Would she be healthy? Would the baby be healthy? Wilbur wished he knew the answers...
Wilbur toyed with his food. "They'll eat, but they don't need to. Amy says that sometimes she craves a bowl of macaroni like she ate when she was human."
Mason nodded. "Amazing. Absolutely amazing. Do you ever wish you were... you know.. a Plant Sim too?"
Wilbur sighed. "Sometimes I wish I was a Plant Sim. But Amy says it's not for me. That it's not in my future. My duty is to our baby..."
Wilbur was asking Cennan if he planned on spawning a baby. "So, how do you know when it's time to spawn a baby?" Wilbur asked.
Cennan shrugged. "Just as the trees know when it's time to release their spores... and the bees know where to collect the honey. When it is time... I will spawn a baby to raise and love."