G2.D2: Speed Dates

Hello and welcome back another chapter! Some of you are already waiting for it, I know that 😛
Last time, the big getting to know happened. Let’s see if Damian is still a bit awkward around the girls.

So it begins again…

Kara: What?

The big popcorn massacre!

There’s a fridge with tons of fresh food. Delicious food. Healthy food. Cereal if you want to. But you ALL eat popcorn for breakfast…

And poor Damian prepares breakfast for all.

Well, from seeing how he’s doing I would prefer the popcorn, too.

Damian: I made breakfast for all of us. Why is everyone gone as soon as I’m done with it?

Eliza: I need to pee!

You’re on free will. Just go.

Haley: Yes, please, leave. Then I have the bachelor for myself.

Damian: *grumbles*

Oh Nathan. You should have called before you came here.

Nathan: Why?

So I could have told you to not come. Now leave.

Nathan: But I miss this house, eh, I mean, my son!

Celia is nice – or maybe just wants to impress Damian – and takes a plate of the breakfast.

Damian: Maybe she shouldn’t eat that. *gulp*

Celia: I do it for you. If it means I die, I die.

Passion.

Tabitha, get dressed the big event is about to happen.

Tabitha: I need to study this excercise. I’m busy.

Barbarella: Excercise?! I thought we are dancing?

The “big event” is starting now: speed dates!

Damian: So, uh, *looks at notes*, Haley. Do you like children?

Haley: Oh yes, I want to have two or three of my own. Why are you asking?

Damian: I’m a legacy founder. I need babies.

Excerpt from the bestseller Things You Shouldn’t Say On a First Date by Common Sense.

Celia is up next.

I forgot to mention: each girl has 30 minutes with the bachelor. I start with a “Get to Know” and then let them have a conversation on their own.

Damian: Do you like this house?

Celia: It’s huge and modern, not too bad. But I miss a garden in the backyard.

Damian: There’s enough place for a garden at my other house.

Why does this sound like he has a double life?

Damian: Why do I feel like I’ve met you before?

Eliza: I see many faces at work. Maybe I have arrest you before?

Damian: What are you? A cop?

Eliza: I prefer the term Police Officer, but yes, I am.

Your maybe-father-in-law will love that 😀 (Yes, I made up this word. I’m creative *cough* but you know what I mean, don’t you?)

Damian: Ew, it still smells like sh… eh, my attempt to cook in here.

Kara: I bet it wasn’t as bad as you make it sound. You have to start somewhere. I can teach you how to cook if you want. I love cooking!

Damian: I have another idea: you could cook for me. *innocent smile*

Kara: I would love to do that.

Oh come on, Eliza. You already had your 30 minutes. Let the two have their time.

Eliza: But I’m hungry.

There’s a huge table over there! It’s even not plastered with dirty plates. (I was honestly surprised.)

Damian: Barbarella sounds familiar. Are you famous or something like that?

Barbarella: Oh, thihihi, no, I’m not famous. But if I was famous I would be like that one woman, whatsername?, yeah, nevermind. I want to have just as many babies as she has. Or more. Maybe ten, or twelve. I haven’t decided on the exact number yet.

Damian: Many children mean a lot of baby making!

Men… and maybe also some women 😀

Both: *sniff sniff*

Oh dang… I was so proud of this household. No dirty and stinky dishes all around the kitchen… Well, someone placed them up here.

Isn’t it a bit ridiculous (I should look up a synonym because I struggle to type this word every time) that they act like “Hm, it smells bad here. I wonder what that might be?”?

Damian: Tabitha, what’s the main goal in your life? Do you want to have a whole soccer team of babies, fly to the moon, be famous?

Tabitha: Why should I want to fly to the moon? Simkind has already been there. I can’t learn something new from it. I would fly to Uranus and discover it.

Is that… is she flirting?

Damian: Is it raining?

There’s a roof over you. Stop being a little crybaby.

Also, Barbarella, are you serious?! Go away. I literally start to believe there’s a hidden cat fight already going on among the girls.

Carla: Can we focus on me now?

Sure, sorry!

Damian: So, Carla,… I like the name! It reminds me of Scrubs!

Carla: I hear that a lot. Well, the show was made in Del Sol Valley where I’m from. Carla is the favorite of many fans.

Damian: I could be your Turk… *winks*

And in no time the first elimination was meant to be held.

Carla: Are you f***ing kidding me?! (Why did I censor that?)

Stop the bitch cat fight and let’s get this over. As usual, you can’t tell what place in the ranking a sim has by when she gets a rose. It’s random! Only the one without a rose is – obviously – according to the ranking.

Damian: The first rose is for a ginger. Eh well, there are more than one… Celia, it’s for you!

It was right now that I notice I set up the girls according to their hair color. That was not on purpose 😀

Damian: I like redheads, so this rose is for you, Kara.

Kara: Aw, thank you!

As we say in Germany (weird saying if you translate it but meh): Love goes through the stomach. 😀

Once again, it’s not on purpose that all gingers get the roses first.

Damian: Let’s make it three: Haley, do you want the third rose?

Haley: Thank you! I’m glad I’ve never dyed my hair.

Damian: But don’t worry, ladies, I’m also into other hair colors. Like brown and short. Carla, take this rose and let me be your Turk!

Carla: I will steal your heart.

To my excuse: I use the teleport mod to get them in line like this and whoever popped up first and didn’t get a rose yet was next.

Damian: And there’s another rose for a another brunette with short hair. Tabitha, do you accept it and discover my butt?

Tabitha: Pardon me? I’ll find out what you mean. And yes, thank you.

Oh no, the bad part of the elimination: two girls, one rose. (NO REFERENCE HERE! If you have no idea what I’m talking about, stay this way 🙂 )

We know that Damian likes ginger and brown hair. Does he hate blond hair? (Also, I have no idea when to write blond and when blonde.) Is this the end of Barbie Barbarella?

Damian: You’re both great in your own unique ways. Eiza, I can only guess how long it took you to get your hair this way. Barbarella, your stern look reminds me of my mom right now… Anway, I have made my decision.

Damian: And the final rose is for…

Oh, I can be so mean… MUAHAHHAHA!

Damian: It is for you, Barbarella.

Barbarella: Aw thank you, Damian. I bet the baby making is what you want to do, isn’t it?

Do you notice how everyone looks away awkwardly?

Damian: Eliza, you’re a nice girl and you will find your soulmate. But I can’t date a cop. My dad is the mafia boss and…

Eliza: He’s what?

Damian: Haha, uh, well, I’m insane. *sweats heavily*

That’s not the reason why Eliza is eliminated. I just use it for the “story”.

After this eventful day everyone falls asleep.

See the pictures above the beds? *proud little Schnitzel*

Thank you very much for Eliza, Skeilah! I’m sorry she had to leave this early.

And thanks to all of you for reading 🙂 I hope you enjoyed my weird humor 😀