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Sunday, July 31, 2011

Chapter Ten - Motherlode

Tamsin's old mailman had finally transferred. She kept an impersonal relationship with the new one. She had hated feeling paranoid when she went to the mailbox. "I won't hit on this one", she vowed, "...I guess."


Meanwhile, Cory had informed Tamsin that she was moving on from baby-sitting. She was a young woman now, and wanted to try her hand at more challenging full-time work. She hadn't pinned down a job yet, but she was actively searching. Cory really had become Tamsin's best friend, and they spent time together regularly. The new baby-sitter that the service had assigned her was... ...less than ideal.


Moonlight had taken up scouting. She was becoming more and more erratic. It was a period of huge changes at 2 Kat Road.


The biggest change being: Tamsin had conceived a child during her visit to Egypt. She was distraught. She didn't know how to act. She was handling the second pregnancy much more comfortably than the first, but it distracted her from Moonlight, who was really feeling the lack of attention. She was becoming more resentful of her mother. As with her first pregnancy, Tamsin threw all her energy into her work. Somewhere, amidst all the draining struggle of parenthood, she still had a dream of inventing something that would change the world for the better. She wanted to help the environment. She wanted to save the Earth.


Time flew by. She was in labour again. She was calm and sensible this time. She took a taxi. The entire trip to the hospital, she lectured the driver about the inefficiencies of the the gasoline engine. Her mood was dropping. She wished Youssef, who knew of the child but was far too poor to come to Tamsin's aid, was with her. He was a noble man. If he could have, despite having only lust for her, he would have helped her raise the child. Instead he sent a sizeable cheque. Tamsin knew he had sent her everything he had.


Penny is born.


The morning after she gave birth, Tamsin walked into the kitchen in pain. She was tired, she was angry with the hospital for not letting her stay as an inpatient. She would write a letter of complaint.

Moon was already up, talking aggressively into space. When she noticed Tamsin she said:
- "It's Leafie's birthday today. Did you know that? He's having a party. I can't go. Because you're making me go to school. Not fair, huh?"
Understandably, Tamsin was confused. She was too tired to argue.
- "Okay bub", she said, "That's cool. I'll make sure his party goes well."
Moonlight departed on the school bus about 30 minutes later.


At midday there came a knock at the door. It was Cory.
- "Hi Tamsin, I'm here for the party!", she looked around quickly, "Do you think it was a good idea to give Moon the day off just for a birthday party? Surely you could have held it this afternoon?"
It took Tamsin a good few seconds to work out what Moon had done. She was glad Cory would be there, and braced herself for more guests to arrive.


Cory went to the nursery to meet Penny properly. "I don't know what this family would do without me", she thought to herself, cradling the one day old protectively. It was true, Cory was much more aware of the children's needs than Tamsin was, despite not living with them. Whenever she visited, the kids were cared for. That much wasn't guaranteed when it was just Tamsin at home, beset as she was with mood swings and depressive episodes.


Tamsin was relieved to find she knew most of the guests. She'd never met Cleo before, though. At first she had assumed Cleo was Jimmy Ropata's date, but Jimmy was still tragically, miserably single. "I wonder why we didn't work out", she had thought to herself, forgetting, momentarily, the pregnancies. She was sometimes very angry still to be single at her age. She was so earthy and positive - she told herself - so why didn't men leap at the chance?


Jimmy, however, was becoming flagrantly desperate. It was a shame. He even, to everyone's embarrassment, propositioned an old friend of the family, Margo Tumeke, who was openly gay.


As each guest arrived, Tamsin explained to them what had happened. Despite all her apologies, and having had quite a good time, they left unimpressed. They had expected to spend time with a birthday girl. Tamsin, for her part, had completely forgotten about Moon's birthday. The fake party, and her forgetting, had made her feel sick and hurt.


She called up Youssef, and they talked at length. Youssef said he was saving his money to come to Riverblossom Hills one day. He wanted, more than anything in the world, to meet his daughter. His support, even from a distance, made Tamsin feel stronger.


She waited for Moon to come home, glaring out into the night.


Moon got home very late, dressed up in her fairy costume. She was sullen. Tamsin gave her a ten minute lecture, while - in Moon's head - Leafie patrolled the stairs for trolls.


Moonlight becomes a Teen.


Moonlight imagines Leafie becoming a Teen.


Later still that night, Leafie sat in the kitchen silently. He had been told to wait there. Moonlight was getting changed. She walked out of the hall, into the kitchen, and took an apron out of the drawer:

- "Leafie", she announced, "It's time there was a mother in this house."


Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Chapter Two - Getting Unlucky

The week was passing quietly. Tamsin had spent her mornings dabbling, trying to come up with interesting new eco-friendy widgets. The evenings were filled with nerves. She hoped more and more to get a call from Perseus Griffin, the cute man she had met in the Inventorium. There was something about him that had taken her fancy. They had only talked a while, but he had seemed so carefree. He seemed not to mind what people thought of him. He seemed willing to take risks. She liked that. "A free spirit", she'd said to herself for the millionth time. This morning was no different from the previous ones. She tried to lose herself in the act of invention.


She had noticed the mailman, whose name she hadn't caught yet, was giving her sidelong glances each morning. She was fairly certain he fancied her. He wasn't awful looking, and he had ear piercings that sung to her of, maybe, a bohemian attitude. "Either that, or he's gay." Tamsin decided to make a move.


She put on a seductive grin, sidled up to him, and murmured:

"Was your dad a retard?

...because you're special."

She liked a man with a nasty sense of humour. The mailman was not, apparently, one of these men. "That is, hands down, the stupidest and most offensive pick up line I've ever heard", he said dryly, "Besides, I have a girlfriend. Her name is Kimi. I'd never look at another woman." He said it more to convince himself, than to Tamsin.


She apologised. Not sincerely, but she did. He wasn't anything on Perseus, anyway, she told herself. Perseus, she was sure, would Woohoo with her somewhere crazy at the mere suggestion. He wouldn't tie her down. He'd be spontaneous and uninhibited. He filled her fantasies more and more. Still, the mailman's rejection stung. Adding insult to injury, the only thing he'd brought her was a stack of bills.


Realising that she was starting to smell, had no shower installed, and was running out of money, Tamsin ventured into town. Her first stop was to consign all her inventions, barring her very first one, to the local consignment store. Then she moved on to the gym, pleased to learn they had free membership for residents, as well as a gold coin donation snack fridge.


At the gym she got a call, finally, from Perseus. He wanted to drop by and visit. She showered in a mad rush in the gym, then took a cab back to her would-be house. Perseus was already there. Her heart was pounding a bit. She was embarrassed to have such a big crush on somebody she did not really know. Mid-conversation, oblivious to her drooling over him, Perseus started rambling about the amazing night he'd had with some woman named Pauline. Tamsin tried not to be the jealous type, but the shock was too sudden. She was relieved when Perseus left for his work.


Later that afternoon, Perseus called her from his work for another chat. She was immediately smitten again. "A free spirit", she whispered to herself, feeling more trapped by her crush than ever. She told him she was having some issues with finances, asked him for a loan. He turned it down, but pointed her towards a nearby quarry, "There's an amazing amount of scrap just lying around for a cute inventor like yourself to use!"


Following Perseus's directions was easy, the quarry was, in fact, nearly right beside her house. It hadn't been marked on any of the maps she'd seen so far. There, against a clay bank, was a rusty, rusty old ride-on drill. It was such a contraption! No inventor could resist it! Before she knew it she was onboard, fiddling with the controls.


The machine gave a howl and rattled violently into life. All Tamsin could do was cling on as the drill began to drill...


...and it drilled...


...and it drilled...


...and it drilled long into the night, as Tamsin clung to it with a sour expression, waiting for the fuel to run out.


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Challenge Notes

Tamsin managed to raise herself to level 4 in inventing, and level 2 in handiness, so she's beginning to make a little money. The drill gave her a gigantic space rock worth $3000, so that will provide her with a shower and some other essentials. She's also now self-employed as an inventor. I was annoyed to see that story prog had thrown Perseus together with Pauline Wan, but oh well. Tamsin lacks scruples when it comes to relationships anyway. :P