As usual, the kids got up before dawn. Yedrek and Yasiu horsed around,
and Yanastasia danced with her dad, which was her favorite thing to do.
At about 8 o’clock, Yevgenya went into her brothers’ room. “Come one, you two—get dressed in your uniforms. You don’t want to be late for your first day of private school.”
The kids waved goodbye to their father as they piled into Genya’s car.
Shelby stopped by the home venue to help Yulia set up for the party she was giving later that day.
It was Yana and Yed’s twin birthday, and Yulia had rented a Myshuno game, a bubble blower, and a dance sphere,
and the venue customers were already enjoying the items well in advance of the party.
Genya came home from school,
with her friend Grayson Kimbrell, whom she’d invited to the party.
She changed out of her school uniform, and chattered away with her friend.
“You know that bubble blower stuff’s potentially addictive, right?,” Grayson told her.
The 3 younger children came home from school,
and Genya’s friend Whitney also arrived.
Yulia opened the buffet, as birthday boy Yed played Myshuno with his father,
who next danced (again) with Yana. “Are you going to be my little ballerina, cupcake?,” Derek teased the birthday girl.
It was true that Yana never missed an opportunity to dance.
The child approached her cake. ‘I wish, I wish, I wish—that I could be a world-famous ballerina!!!’
Then her twin brother blew out the candles on his own cake. ‘I wish, I wish, I wish—that I could be a world-famous sports star!!!’
“Hey, Twin!,” cried the now-teenaged Yana. “Nice outfit—are you auditioning for ‘A Streetcar Named Desire???,” she teased.
Yed grinned at his sister’s ribbing. Genya joined her 3 siblings.
“Hey!,” said Jasiu. “How come it’s not even my birthday, and I’m the only one with cake???”
“Because the rest of us are watching our weight, goofball!,” Yana retorted.
Surprised by his sister’s remark, and tired anyway, Yasiu went to bed.
Genya turned to her younger sister. “You’re not going to be one of THOSE girls, are you???,” she inquired. “I mean—I KNOW you want to be a dancer, but that doesn’t mean you have to be insane about it.”
“Don’t be jealous just because I’ve already figured out what I want to do with my life,” Yana snapped.
“Maybe when YOU figure out YOUR OWN goal, you’ll be a bit more understanding,” she added.
Shortly thereafter, all 3 teenagers went to bed. Genya watched the sister who’d shared her room all her life walk up the stairs in a huff. ‘Where the heck did THAT come from???,’ she wondered.
Yana got into her bed and went to sleep.
So did Genya, but she was thinking, ‘Is Yana really going to sleep in MAKEUP???”
But she decided to get a good night’s sleep, and ignore—at least for the moment—her sister’s weird behavior.
NOTES FROM THE AUTHOR:
No strategy this time, except that if you get a bubble blower for a party, it’s very hard to wean Sims off of it so you can sell it back!
Here’s my problem with Sim children—they all look pretty similar, and I find it tough to get too interested in their personalities and interests until they become teenagers. I never noticed Yanastasia’s interest in dance till the other day. Once I checked the hobby screen, and saw that “Music and Dance” was her predestined hobby, I came up with a plan for her.
Also, to be perfectly fair to Yana, she and her brothers were left alone with a butler and a nanny for the entire time that their parents and Yevgenya were getting the restaurant from Rank 0 to Rank 10. While Yedrek may have been more accepting of that (he seems much more generous in nature than his twin), and while little Yasiu may have been too young to notice, it’s not surprising that Yana may have developed a bit of resentment. That may be why she’s constantly seeking out her dad to dance with her. And, for all Genya’s niceness (and her admirable work ethic), she was very lucky to have the opportunity of her parents’ constant guidance and example, and—like lots of very privileged people—she just may be oblivious to the reason that Yana’s become so self-absorbed.
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