Enkeli Starwing poked her head into the yoga room.
“Excuse me miss, is this place open? I can’t find a –Allison?”
“Who did you think I was?” Allison Skinner asked as she turned around.
“I didn’t know who you were,” Enkeli said. “You look totally different with your hair up.”
“Can you believe I’ve been here 14 months and haven’t worn my Athletic outfit once this entire time?”
“Around here, I can believe it,” Enkeli said. “I thought I’d grab a quick massage before we turn the user interface over to your household, but I can’t find a masseuse.”
“There’s one around, just keep looking,” Allison said. “So you guys are ready to end your turn in the rotation?”
“We’ve straightened up the lot, cleaned out our Personal Inventories and now we’re just waiting for you to host the Wedding Party in our backyard,” Enkeli said.
“How’s my nephew?”
“Damion? Fine, though I have a feeling I’m going to be fighting him for the TV remote a lot,” Enkeli said.
“Speaking of him, are you sure it’s a good idea to have him at the wedding. I thought we were trying to keep him away from Thalia?”
“You’re absolutely right; I wasn’t even thinking about that,” Allison said. “We’re going to have to find a household to stash him in until the wedding’s over.”
“He doesn’t know many Sims outside the household,” Enkeli said. “Annette Thayer?”
“We are not sending Damion to live in a houseful of Insane ex-Townie women.”
“There’s also Emelia Johnson,” Enkeli said. “He even seemed a little smitten with her.”
“And she seems a little smitten with young Cassandra Goth, and Emelia’s mother is still a threat to everyone around her,” Allison said. “I don’t think I want Damion staying there either.”
“Well, obviously Bryon and Vivek will need to be at the wedding, and Karli too,” Enkeli said. “I’ve been thinking about getting my own place. I could drag him along for a few days.”
“I’m glad you’re making plans to do something besides play Fallout 4 day and night,” Allison said. “But what will you do, you know, for Simoleons?”
“I don’t know. I think I just want to immerse myself in a career track, a demanding one,” Enkeli said. “The busier I am, the less time I have to think about things, y’know?”
“If you don’t mind, that would be a huge help,” Allison said. “We don’t need all week to get ready for the wedding. “You guys should be able to take a couple of days, get set up and then turn the user interface back over to us.”
“OK, just let me know when you’re ready,” Enkeli said.
“Let me dash home and make sure everyone’s OK, then I’ll text ya?”
“Or maybe we could just host the wedding here,” Allison thought as she came upstairs. Jamie Rose had downloaded the former Desert Leaders campus center for Karli Wheeler to use as the headquarters for the Disappearing Townie Foundation. “I’m sure Jessica won’t mind setting up a second wedding chapel …
“… and it’s a community lot. She wouldn’t have to worry about a budget this time.”
Back at Yuma Heights, the women of Allison’s bridal party were waking to their first day as the active household.
“Hey, Debbie!” Thalia Osborne called across the kitchen. “What’s for breakfast? It smells great!”
“I had a Whim to eat an excellent BLT, but I should have waited for your future mother-in-law to get here,” Debbie said. “The best I could make was good BLTs, but you’re welcome to one.”
Thalia grabbed a plate, sat down and was about to enjoy her first bite …
… when she suddenly found herself transported a World away with her future mother-in-law, cousin-in-law and another Sim she’d never met.
“Aw, I was looking forward to that sandwich,” Thalia said.
“Guys! Do you know where we are!?!” Allison asked enthusiastically. “It’s Windenburg!”
“Sorry to drag you away from breakfast, Thalia, but I need to see you and Allison, alone,” Peyton Skinner said.
“Then who’s this lady?” Thalia asked.
“Oh, that’s Edith Burnham,” Peyton said. “I sent her a Happy Text for some Aspiration Points this morning; she wrote back asking me out for pastries, so I invited you two.”
“Did you clear this with Jessica?” Allison asked. “I was supposed to try on wedding gowns today.”
“This won’t wait,” Peyton said. “I need to take care of this now.”
“What’s wrong?” Allison asked.
“It’s time. Now that aging has been turned on, I am close to turning Elder!”
“How close?” Allison asked.
“Close as in ‘Zero Days from…’ close,” Peyton said.
“Well, just get some Youth Potion and chug it!” Allison said. “This ain’t The Skinner Legacy Challenge; you’re allowed to do that here.”
“I would, but I can’t afford it,” Peyton said. “Turns out Bill Monaghan was raiding everyone’s Aspiration Points for Sleep Replacement Potion while he was here.”
Allison cringed. “That son of a glitch! I just hope he’s having a hard time, wherever he disappeared to.”
“Anyway, that’s why I sent Edith the Happy Text, for the Aspiration Points,” Peyton said. “I didn’t know she would invite me out, but I dragged you guys along because I still need 670 Aspiration Points before I turn Elder!”
“So what’s the big deal?” Allison asked. “There’s nothing wrong with Elders. You were a pretty hawt Elder in real life, as I recall.”
“I know … I mean, thank you, but I … I just don’t want to be the only Elder at your wedding,” Peyton said.
“Well, you are my older cousin,” Allison said.
“Not that much older!” Peyton protested.
“Awright! Awright! Take them helm, Peyton. Do what you gotta do for Aspiration Points,” Allison said. “Me and Thalia will wait here if you need our help.”
“You’re sure you don’t mind?”
“Heck no!” Allison said, looking to Edith for support. “I mean, if I’m going to spend an entire day stuffing myself with Windenburger pastries, it should be before I try on wedding gowns, right?”