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Monday, May 30, 2016

Dragon and Pegasus: 39 & 40 + Cyrus Time!

The sire for the next pair of foals comes from another challenge by Tazm1n, which can be found here:  http://forum.thesims3.com/jforum/posts/list/483221.page.  This is Cino.


Prairie and Cino's colt, Dragon, was an interesting combination of his parents.  I especially liked his left side.






Desi and Cino also had a colt, but this time he didn't get much from his mother.  Cino and his mini-me, Pegasus, spent a lot of time together.






Cino and his boys.


And some family time.


Prairie, Cino, and Pegasus lined themselves up like this, and I couldn't resist taking a picture of it.


Really guys?  The stalls are right there...


One evening we had this cute little guy stop by for a visit.


Ok, less cute.


Cora's birthday came and went, and she grew into quite the lovely young lady.


She certainly had her father's body type.  Funnily enough her very first memory in her scrapbook from the day she was born was that she became thin.


As a baby she had spent a lot of time playing with her little xylophone toy, and Teila was glad to see someone finally put some use into the keyboard that had been gathering dust.


They were a very busy family, but they still tried to share as many meals together as possible to keep up with each others' activities.


Um, Cyrus?  Please stop...


Cyrus had decided to cool it on the girls for the time being, and started spending his nights at home again.  He focused his attention on his painting, and helping with the horses.


In fact, he spent a lot of time with Cino, and the pair of them became quite inseparable.



One day the two of them headed down to the community equestrian training grounds, to practice on the bigger jump course there, when a girl reading by the fence caught his attention.  He decided to ignore her and just focus on Cino and landing their jumps, which was easier done after she got up from her seat and left.  She didn't go far though, and when they were headed back home Cyrus saw her across the street watching the horses at the Equestrian Center.  This time he headed over to introduce himself.


Her name was Angelina Elmore, and it turns out she had moved to Appaloosa Plains fairly recently.  She didn't have much in the place she was staying yet and it was too quiet there, which was why she had headed out to the training grounds.  Seeing as she was new in town he offered to show her around, and they agreed to meet up for sushi.



After an enjoyable evening, they found more and more reasons to spend time together over the next few weeks.


Cyrus invited Angelina over to meet his family, in hopes that they would like spending time with her as much as he did.  He still found himself monopolizing her time though.  Sorry, Troy, there are only two seats on a seesaw.


And, Teila, I know you are trying to do some laundry and all but maybe you should give them a little privacy...




Teila and Troy had had a bit of "private" time themselves, and found that they were expecting another baby.  Troy looks like he might be a little shellshocked by this news.


Angelina continued to visit frequently throughout Teila's pregnancy, and she was starting to mesh well with the rest of the family.  She was an excellent tutor and helped Cora with her homework.



And helped Teila de-stress with some friendly pillow-fights.


Even little Dragon was enamored with her.



She was very sweet with him, and Cyrus knew she would be an excellent mommy someday.


She was very sweet with Cyrus though, too, and even bought him some flowers.  You might want to reign in that excitement just a touch....



Eventually it was time for the baby to come.


Cyrus was, however, the only one paying any attention...


Troy was upstairs taking a break with the simgoggles.  Did he just eat a fly?



Despite her oblivious family, Teila had a healthy baby boy, named Phillip.


Cyrus was quite taken with him, and hoped that someday he could have children as amazing as his little brother.


Unfortunately, Cyrus had not yet learned that the fast setting on the swing meant an unhappy baby, and by extension, unhappy everyone-else.

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