Sholai House 1, Round 1

Zanadon Sholai is 65, Goettsch is 64, Mindora is 5, Varya is 1.

Eternal rest, grant unto her, O LORD,
And let perpetual light shine upon her.
May she rest in peace.
Amen.

Zanadon: It will be ok, Varya.  Your grandfather is here for you.

Zanadon: Now, you simply must learn to walk.  Your mother babied you so, and never let you carry your weight on your legs, as if you were some sort of invalid.

Nadia: Hello, I'm Nadia Branwen.  We live next door.

Goettsch: You're not as hot as our other neighbor.

Nadia: Excuse me?

Zanadon: Madam, I apologize from the very bottom of my heart for my idiotic brother's comment.  We are the Sholais.  Unfortunately, their mother ran off and left the two of us old men with the care of her children.

Nadia: You poor dears.  Well, we have plenty of experience with children, so if you need anything, just knock on the door of the yellow house.  My husband and I will be glad to help you.

Zanadon: You are too kind.

Zanadon: Now, say "chair."

Varya: Chair!

Zanadon: Very good!  Your mother always answered for you and I knew you were perfectly capable of speaking on your own.

Zanadon: Now Varya, you may not get up from the chair until you are finished.  Are you finished now?

Varya: *laughs*

Zanadon: I will make the assumption that you are finished for now.

Goettsch: So wrapped up in the child that he can't even be bothered to pay the bills.  I guess he just plans to live off the extra money he saved by getting cheap furniture.  That money won't last forever.

Goettsch: It seems that one of us must be responsible and find employment.  Why me?  I'm not the responsible one!

Zanadon: Goettsch, please come and watch Varya while I relieve myself and make dinner.

Goettsch: Why can't we just order pizza?  You've never cooked a day in your life.

Zanadon: Circumstances tend to change dramatically when one's wife dies.  Now come and watch Varya while I relieve myself and make dinner.

Goettsch: *sigh* Fine.

Goettsch: So do you need help, or am I just supposed to make sure you don't try to eat it?

Varya: *stare*

Goettsch: Ok, that's not creepy at all.  You remind me too much of your grandfather, kid.

Mindora: Somebody said that Mama was in the sky watching us, but I don't see her.  All I see are stars.  Maybe I need a batter telescope.  Grandfather, may we buy another telescope so I can find Mama?

Zanadon: Someone just told you that to make you feel better.  Trying to be a good friend, I suppose.  You know very well that your mother is buried in the backyard.  And good riddance I say.

Mindora: And why do you say, Grandfather?

Zanadon: I will explain to you when you are older.  Now eat your food, Mindora.  The school bus will arrive soon.

Mindora: Stupid school.  Stupid teachers.  Stupid report cards.  I did my homework, how was I supposed to know it was wrong?  And Grandfather won't understand.  He'll just see the grade and put me on punishment.

All: Happy birthday dear Varya, happy birthday to you!

Varya: I am so excited!  I can go to school with Dora now!

Zanadon: Your sister's name is Mindora, not Dora.

Varya: But Uncle Goettsch calls her Dora.

Zanadon: I see I will need to have a discussion with Uncle Goettsch.

Varya: Uncle Goettsch, why do you call Dora Dora when her name is Mindora?

Goettsch: I like annoying your grandfather, Rya.  Isn't that right, Zan?

Zanadon: Mindora, slow your eating.  Your food will not disappear.

Varya: So you think it's a quicker, cuter way to say our names?

Goettsch: Wow, Rya, you're right.  How did you know that?

Varya: *shrug* I just knew.

Zanadon: There are certain traditions that must be observed.  A family is like a vault.  It keeps the people and traditions inside of it safe.  If we are to be the only family that cares about things like grades and proper English, so be it.

Goettsch: I didn't change her name, Zan, I just shortened it.  Like I always have.  Where is Dora anyway?

Zanadon: Mindora is doing extra credit assignments to raise her grades.  Her current level is unacceptable.

Goettsch: You're just adorable.  And Rya really wants a kitten, and I was going to get a pet anyway.  We'll just have to win Zan over.

Varya: A kitty!  She's so cute.  I'm calling her Allegra and she's mine.  Hi kitty!  Wait, I don't feel so good.  I think I'm sick. *faint*

Goettsch: Rya, what's wrong?  Rya!

Zanadon: No, that is unacceptable.  Whatever is wrong with my granddaughter, you will find out and notify me immediately, treat her and then release her.  She has school in the morning and she will not miss it.

Zanadon: So, type 1 diabetes...

Goettsch: Let me know what you find.  I'm off to work.

Zanadon: Speaking of work, what is your profession, anyway?  I cannot believe anyone would hire you.

Goettsch: Me neither.  See you later!

Zanadon: So the doctors suggested that you be trained as an assistance pet.  We will see how well you do.  If you fail, you go back to the shelter.

Allegra: *meow*

(Author's note: I roll TS3-style traits for my sims.  They are born with one, and get a new one with each age transition through adult, with 5 total.  Varya rolled up Sickly, which means she gets a chronic health condition that affects the quality, and possibly the length, of her life.  She rolled up type 1 diabetes, which normally manifests between 4 and 7 or between 10 and 14.  Normally a service pet trained for diabetics would be a dog, but she wanted a cat.  *shrug*)