Chapter 42

"Alyssa! That was amazing! I-"
"Yeah, um Austin. We're breaking up."
"What!?"
"Go back to your little fiance, I got what I wanted. You call go back now. Honestly."
"But Alyssa..."
"No buts. We are not dating, we never were dating."
"Oh...um..."
"You might be mad, but do one last thing for me."
"Sure, what?"
"Make Gracie jealous."
"I shouldn't..."
"Please? I promise to never ever show up and cause more problems again if you do."
"Fine..."

We marched out of the bedroom with pride.


"Austin." Gracie said, coolly.
"Gracie." He replied, evenly.

"Alyssa Terrans, the little," she proceeded to call me four different cuss words that I'd never say in front of a toddler, ending the sentence with "little **** that slept with every man in Sunset Valley and has an," she cussed some more, "of kids."
"Gracie, the high school boyfriend thief." I smugly said. "Broke my heart by dating Ben."

"I didn't break you heart you," Holy Sims, she swore a lot, "I didn't date him! We went to Prom, did dirty, dirty things to one another." She glared at me, "And broke up."
"Just like I did dirty, dirty things to your husband, then we never broke up. You can only break up if you're dating. We weren't."
"You ******"
"Cheerleader s!ut!"
"Ladies, ladies." Austin interrupted. "Alyssa, I think you should go."
"Gladly." I stormed out of their home, straight home.



On a happier note, it's the children's birthdays! Sydney, of course, aged up beautifully. I think it's the vampire genes. (Download Young Adult Sydney:here. Please rec!)



Cleveland wasn't half bad looking, either. (Download him:here!)

"Mom, I love you." Cleveland, turned mama's boy, said, nearly teary.
"I love you, Cleve. I'm sorry that I couldn't..." I couldn't what? "I'm sorry about Peanut."
"Peanut? He's at the puppy farm." Poor, innocent, sweet Cleve.
"Sit down. I gestured to the couch. "Sydney, too."
"Mom! I want to move! The sun's coming soon and I'll burn."
"Okay, sweetie. I'll hurry."
"What's up Mom?"
"First off, call me Alyssa. You're adults, now, I should treat you like one."
"Okay, what's up Alyssa?" Sydney asked again.
"Well...Peanut didn't go to a farm."
"What?!" Cleveland yelled.
"Shh, honey. You'll wake the babies. Peanut...Peanut died. A car ran over him."
"What? Those worthless pieces of shi-"
"Cleve, calm down. I have news...you know how we have a large family."
"Yeah," they both replied.
"Well...I'm trying to have one hundred babies."
"Are you insane mum?" Sydney laughed. "One hundred. You only have what, ten children?"
"No...I have forty-two. You're the thirty ninth and eighth."
"Wait, you're serious?"
"Yes...sadly. Right after high school my mother made me really upset..."
"Did we ever meet her?"
"No...she..she died.
"What? Mum, Alyssa, I'm sorry..."
"Your father...he divorced my mother and married a model...they died in a car crash...in Sunset Valley, I slept with a rich, powerful man. He was an Italian vampire. I became pregnant immediantly and never saw him again. He told me that if I came back and had more woohoo, he'd pay me-"
"SOme idiot, ****** thought my mum was a h00ker!" Cleve exclaimed. "How dare those bast-"
"Calm down. This man slept with every women he came across. I wasn't the first and I doubt I was the last. I just happened to become pregnant. His wife found out later and was angry. Your brother's, the man's children, had grown up and moved out on their own...they were about ten or fifteen children ago...they called me. That's why we, I, left the Valley. Not long ago, someone called me and told me that if I didn't give them the children they'd do much worse then kill a dog. I can't give them you...or the brothers that they'd wanted... They told me that by fifty children, I'd regret it. I-I don't know what to do!" I began to break down into a stuttering, crying mess.
"Alyssa, please! Please relax."
"Mom, just promise me this:" Sydney said. "You tell every child from now on this. You don't have to go into detail, but tell them that you're having one hundred babies. It wouldn't be fair if you didn't."
"I will...I will. I don't think I can tell them about the Italian vampires...Sydney they were evil...not all vampires are. You're a kind, sweet girl."
"Thank you."
The conversation went on for a little, then they packed up and left. I felt like a huge weight had been lifted. I was going to tell the children what I was doing. A simple "I'm having one hundred babies." when they turn into a child. If they ask who their father is, I won't tell them yet..on their eighteenth birthday I will. They deserve to know. They could always do a DNA if they wanted, but I'd feel better if I told them myself.
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Sorry it's so long, a few thing needed to be said and got out of the way.

Chapter 41

My feet pounded against the floor. I had joined Appaloosa Plain's gym, to work off a little weight. It was five-thirty; I'd begin working out since noon.





I was tired, so I began a weird dance one hour routine. Thank Sims there was no one there to see me! Everyone else was downstairs, some four star sitcom star was working out and the paparazzi were going crazy.


"Oooww!" My dancing was interrupted by my water breaking. I wasn't about to give birth on the dirty gym's floor, so I waddled to the hospital. Of course, that meant heading past the paps.
"Hey! Hey, lady!" One man yelled.
"Leave me the," I snapped, "alone." What could I say? It was the hormones.



After a painful twelve hours, I popped out, not one, not two, but three kiddies!



Meet Venus, Athena, and Hermes. I had two girls, and a boy, luckily. I don't think the twins would have cared anymore, but I was happy to have girls and a boy.
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As I exited the hospital, three wild horses where standing there. One for each child.
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The doctor gave me the "Don't woohoo for whatever weeks" I didn't exactly listen...a new family, the Star-Meringue's moved into the neighborhood, across the street and two houses down! Gracie Star, my high school rival, is engaged to some hunk, Austin.
Gracie was Ben's rebound after our break up. She knew very well that I loved Ben and I wanted to get back together with him, but she needed a date for Prom. Of course, little Ms. Cheerleader can hypnotize any guy she wants into falling head over heels in love with her. I heard from my mother, that Gracie broke up with Ben after I left town and married the star football player at a Vegas quickie. They divorced and Gracie received custody of her daughter, who was a child then, but's a teen now. Her ex didn't even know she was pregnant with their second girl.
Austin, on the other hand, wasn't a Twinbrook citizen. I know form the children's gossip that he was widowed after the birth of his daughter, who is a child now. Also, he has the prettiest blonde hair and perfect baby genetics.
I knocked on the door. Austin answered.
"Hey..."
"Hey, welcome to town. I'm Alyssa, I live 'cross the street."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Austin."

"Are you single?"
"I'm engaged to-" I saw his muscles. He was hot! (Thank you **NewTotheSims/LateNightSimmer download and rec him)

I leaned forward and kissed him.
"Gee, um, you're direct!" He didn't tell me to stop, so I took that as the go-ahead.

"Mama knows what she wants." I whispered. And I did. I didn't want him, I wanted to make Gracie as mad as she had made me when she stole Ben. We were teens then, now, as adults, I can get real revenge with real fun.



Mama got what mama wanted.

Chapter 40

I was making an early lunch while the kids were at school, when I found out I'm pregnant! I was happy. I was getting lonely.


Peanut was company, but he tended to wander around town whenever he could. I tired to keep him in our yard, yet somehow he kept escaping. My phone began to ring.
"Hello?"
"Is this," the voice sounded as if it was reading lines off a page, "Alyssa Terrans?"
"Speaking."
"We have bad news."
"What?" I nervously asked. The D'Allesandro lawyers hadn't found me, had they? Please, please no.
"Peanut, your dog...he's in the vet's wing of the hospital."
"What's wrong?"
"He was run down by a car this morning at ten-thiry."
"Is he..." dead?
"I'm afraid so. Do you want to visit-?"
"No...I can't. It would break my children's hearts."
"What should we do with him?"
"Just bury him at the graveyard."
"Will do ma'am."
"Okay thanks. Bye-bye." I hung up. My phone suddenly rang again. They must have forgotten to tell me something.
"Yes, just bury him-"
"Alyssa Terrans." A low, scratchy , eerie voice muttered.
"Yes." I cautiously said.
"Give us the children. We found you. You know what we did to your lousy mutt. Don't think we can't do much, much worse."
"No! Never."
"Your fiftieth child. We will be back." I heard the other line click. That scared me nearly to death. What was I suppose to do? I wasn't going to pick up and move again. They could be bluffing...I knew they weren't...but I wasn't going to move. And my fiftieth child? What did that mean? Were they going to come steal him, or her, from me? Pull a Rumpelstiltskin? I needed to relax.....The kids are home!
"Hey, Mom!"
"What's up?"
"Where's Peanut?"
"Yeah, I didn't notice him."
"Kids...we need to talk."


"Peanut...he ran away. To Flower Garden Puppy Farm."


"What?" Cleveland asked, sadly.
"He's going to compete in the puppy Olympics. The hunting division." I felt bad about lying, but I didn't like the alternative.
"Peanut will be a star?" Sydney asked.
"Yep. He's happy. He'll spend the days with his puppy friends, napping, chasing squirrels."
"That sounds cool."
"Yeah," Sydney agreed.

"Peanut's lucky." Cleveland said, quietly.
"You okay?"
"Yeah." Sydney didn't seem bothered by the news. Cleveland was a little sadder, but he moved on.
"And...I have more news."
"What Mom?" They both eagerly asked.

Cleveland's Perspective

I'm sad. Peanut gone. He was a good doggy.
"What's the news?" I eagerly asked.
"Well...I'm pregnant."
"Pregnant? Who's-" Brooklyn was about to ask about Daddy. Daddy stressed Mom out. I shot her a "Don't you dare!" look. "Do you know the genders?" she lamely finished.
"No, I haven't seen the doctor yet."
"You will though?"
"Yes, Cleve. Don't worry."
"I'm not." I wasn't...not really.
"Do you want to feel the baby kick?"
"Yeah!" Brooklyn shouted. She hopped up and put her hand on Mom's tummy.

"I feel it! I feel her!"
"We don't know what he, or she, is yet. Remember?" Mom reminded her.
"I know, I just want a baby sister. She'd be so cute!"
"Cleve, want to feel?"
"Yeah..." I was worried about doing something stup'id.
"Don't worry."

"He's kicking! He's kicking." I dumbly exclaimed.
"Ah, so Syd wants a girl and you want a boy. I guess I'll have to have twins."
"You control it!" Sydney looked amazed.
"Oh, no." She laughed. "I can only hope."

Alyssa's Perspective

Oh boy. I hope I have twins, otherwise there will be some problems.


It's their birthday! Cleve aged up first, he was the eldest after all.




Then Sydney aged up. Lately, my daughter shave been getting really good genetics. Pure luckiness. (Download her here I'd love it if you'd recommend, also!)


I bought Sydney a guitar for her birthday. She wanted to master the painting skill and the guitar skill. She'd mastered the painting, already, thanks to her vampy speed. Vampires are so cool...once you get past the whole I want to suck your blood part.
"Plasma Mom! Vampires only need plasma, we don't eat blood. And don't call us vampys. I don't call you humys." I forgot she could read my mind. That's the worst part about having Supernatural children, you have to be careful what you think. Luckily, she isn't a full vampire yet, so I have to be standing less than a yard/meter away for her to read my mind accurately.

Chapter 39

The days passed slowly. I'd teach the tots how to walk or talk, the teens would go to school, Peanut would sniff around and hunt.





Peanut has begun sleeping with me, too! I was a little upset at first, because he's rather restless and I spent quite a bit of money on a new doggy bed when he aged up, but I realized it was nice having someone next to you. His fur is warm and he's cuddly.
"Beep! Beep!" My alarm clock blared. I sat up in bed and looked at the clock nine o'clock. I'd over slept! I wasn't late for anything, but I couldn't help but feel bad. Even though the teens were capable of doing everything for themselves, that isn't an excuse for me to laze around.
I took care of Cleveland and Sydney, then decided to paint. I wanted a little more money to spoil my children.





"Hey Mom." Brook, as she told me to call her, said.
"Brook? What time is it?"
"Two-seventeen. Remember, I get out early."
"I know, it's just that I painted the day away without realizing it."
"Are you going to sell them?"
"Yes, I was planning on going to the consignment store tomorrow."
"Can I take them today? Please?"
"Sure, sweetie. Why?"
"Well..."
"Brooklyn."
"There's this guy....he's a part timer at the consignment store..."
"He's in high school, right?"
"Oh, yeah! He's a senior and I'm a junior..."
"Okay...just be careful..."
"Gee, because seventeen year olds are soo dangerous. Mom, what harm can he do?"
"Oh sweetie...you'll learn." I remembered myself saying the exact line she just said to my mother about Bennett...Bennett Barren...I miss him. Sometimes I forget, but others I'm overwhelmingly filled with sadness. He's the only link to my past, the time before my children, I have left. With everyone else dead, my mom, dad, step-mother, my half-sister...I was an only child growing up, I didn't have anyone to look up to, I felt lonely sometimes. Did Ben marry? He was good looking and muscular; he'd have no problem finding a wife.

It's Peanut's birthday!

He's now a graying elder.







Everyone aged up! The teens are now young adults, the toddlers children.
"Mom," Brook hugged me.
"Yes, honey?"
"I love you."
"I love you, too." We pulled away from each other and I walked over to Albany.
"Mom, I'm a dude!" He thinks he's a macho man.
"So? You'll hug you mother." I hugged him.
"I love you." He whispered, shyly.
"I love you, too. It isn't unmanly to say you love you mother." I whispered back. They hailed a cab and left. We all waved at each other until I could no longer see the car. I felt bad. I ran inside, to a bathroom and puked. Uh oh. I think we know what this means.