Generation Two - Chapter Twenty: Consequences

Now that Carter was a teen he looked even more like his late father. Maybe that's why Bray seemed to have some sort of grudge against him.



Bray never missed an opportunity to scare the bejeebus out of Carter.



Beatrice had her hands full with other matters though, such as fighting with the maid.



At least I thought it was the maid she was fighting with, but once the maid was long gone Beatrice was still angry.



Oh, I get it. That towel rack must have looked at her the wrong way. As Beatrice approached her retirement years (not that she had actually been to work lately) she was getting a bit angry at the world. Including inanimate objects apparently.



When it came to the youngest Winters though, Beatrice was all hugs and kisses.



Less so for Monroe, who got to grow up with no one but the maid cheering her on. Even Carter got a dance party. (Kind of).



Monroe: Ugh, what is up with this guy?

I'm beginning to think that the man-maid was a little too happy. She's only a teen, back off dude.



Bray and Beatrice had a good reason for missing the party. Sleep. Always a great excuse. Especially when blowing off your children.



With two teens to help out around the house, Beatrice started to rekindle some of her old interests. It was the first time she devoted any significant time to her chemistry set since she developed the potion to make Bray real.



Carter was great with Jackson, which meant Beatrice was free to exercise to her heart's content.



Self sufficient children were truly an upgrade.



Well, kind of self sufficient. As long as nothing actually burnt down it still counts.



Carter and Monroe still got along like two peas in a pod, and everything in the house seemed to be running smoothly.



Until one day, out of the blue, they had an unexpected visitor.



Bray was quick to inform the officer that he couldn't just barge in to their home uninvited. However, when he produced a warrant for the search of their house and basement there was nothing Bray could say to stop him.



Bray tried his best to remain calm and look inconspicuous.

Bray: Oh. Well. That's fine. Not like we have anything to hide.

He didn't do a very good job of it.



Officer Rose: You'd better hope so.



Unfortunately, it was as if he knew exactly where to look. It didn't take long before he had unearthed Randy's remains.



Officer Rose: I--It's true.

Bray wasn't sure how to respond.



But lashing out and threatening the police officer was probably not the wisest choice. Beatrice had always suspected that Bray had done something drastic to rid them of Randy, but she never expected it to end this way, not after so many years. Even so, she knew she had to disavow she had any knowledge of this.



The officer laughed off Bray's threats, he wasn't doing anything but further incriminating him self. Bray was a career criminal with a dead body in the basement, he had no hope in court.



He was taken in that very evening, and charged with the murder of Officer Randy Gaitlin.



Beatrice knew that the odds were against him ever returning home.



The next few months were especially hard, and the stress seemed to visibly age Beatrice. The trial drug on, but as Beatrice predicted there was no hope for Bray. In the end, he was sentenced to death.



Times were equally rough for Jackson, who was growing up and beginning to wonder where his father had gone. Monroe took on the difficult task of consoling him when daddy couldn't be there to see him start school.



But her efforts could only go so far.



After the sentence was carried out, Beatrice was allowed to bury Bray in their small family graveyard.



She appreciated having a private place to grieve.



Because, in her own home, she had been experiencing frequent, unadulterated hatred.



For her son who had ruined everything.



Author's Notes

And thus concludes generation two! I hope you're not all too upset, I didn't realize everyone would love Bray so much lol. I really loved everyone this generation (even Randy), so it will be sad to move on.

I also want to say thanks to everyone who's been reading. Last chapter brought the blog up to the 10,000 views mark which was unexpected and amazing! All the nice feedback really makes my day/week/month/lifetime so thank you guys so much for reading and commenting :3

Currently Carter is winning the hypothetical heir poll with 46% of the vote, tune in next chapter to see if he becomes heir!

Generation Two - Chapter Nineteen: Parenthood

We rejoin the Winters family with Beatrice making a wonky face. Typical.



Once she composed herself, it was time to bring out the maternity wear once again. Although I'm not sure if it really counts as maternity wear when it's just a normal bra and panties. Granted, when that's pretty much all she wears throughout her pregnancy I guess it should count.



Then right back to wonky faces. Can't you just feel her overwhelming enthusiasm for baby number three?



Bray celebrated the future arrival the way only an evil sim could, by scaring the crap out of his wife. Lovely family, really.



Monroe had a new hobby, pretending to be queen and ordering everyone around.



She wasn't thrilled that her mother would rather play chess all day than play dress up with her. I suppose this is what happens when you have evil parents, they aren't exactly known for their child rearing abilities.



So she recruited Carter to join in her make believe instead, and they raced each other on the sofa.



Carter & Monroe: Oh Shi--

Try not to crash guys. You don't have enough money to replace that couch again.



Beatrice spent most of her pregnancy figuring out the best way to beat herself at chess. I wouldn't have thought playing yourself would be so hard, but she really seemed to be giving it her all.



When Beatrice's labor started the kids were not exactly enthused.

Carter & Monroe: No thanks.



So Beatrice, once again, took herself to the hospital. I'm not sure who has the bigger bump, her or that fat vampire. He might have you beat though Bea.



Meanwhile, Bray was sleeping. This seems to be a theme for him, sleeping during major life events of Beatrice's that he contributed to. First he slept while she spent the night in jail, and now while she delivered his child.



Oh well, at least the rest of the town seemed to be eagerly awaiting the birth. Either that or the hospital is just the cool place to hang out.



Bray did make it in time for the important parts.



And a few short hours later Beatrice emerged with a brand new baby boy, which is exactly when a woman most wants a random stalker taking a picture of her.



Once they got home Jackson was promptly showered with attention.



Beatrice was quite pleased to have the father fully involved this time. Not that Randy could exactly be blamed for that...



Most children would probably be humiliated to have the school bus, full of their peers, pull up while they were eating cereal in their underwear.



Not Monroe though. So young, and yet so apathetic.



With three children, Beatrice has spent a long time on maternity leave. If she ever wanted to be the emperor of evil she was going to need to get promotions quickly. Luckily, she had an in with the boss, so she invited him over to schmooze.



Yes, her boss was Bryce. Turns out that medical school thing didn't work out so well. Apparently a life of crime suited him though.



That is probably not what a normal person would wear to greet their brother, Beatrice.



She was a woman with a goal, there was no time for clothing changes. She cut straight to the chase.

Beatrice: So... my darling little brother... how about a promotion?



Bryce: Sure, sounds good.

You might be thinking this isn't the most ethical promotion policy. Let me remind you that Beatrice has just been promoted to getaway driver. Ethics are the least of their concerns.



That went so well that she decided she might as well ask for an additional raise as well.



But even family members have their limit.

Bryce:...Are you serious?



With all that business out of the way it was time for an impromptu dance party.



Which quickly turned in to an impromptu birthday party. Might just want to play this one off and pretend you actually remembered your child's birthday Bea.



Or not. Beatrice decided she'd rather mock Carter. On his birthday. His birthday that she forgot. If the parenting continues to get worse each generation by the next one they might all be taken away.



Bray wasn't going to let Beatrice single handedly ruin Carter's birthday though. He wanted to help. So Carter became the newest victim of Bray's daily spraying water faucet prank.



There was at least one family member who tried to make Carter's birthday nice. Carter loved his younger siblings, they made living at home bearable.



Beatrice was starting to get antsy to head back to work. There weren't enough opportunities for evil staying home with the kids.

Author's Notes

Next chapter will be the generation two finale! The potential generation 3 heirs can now be voted on in the hypothetical heir poll, be advised it contains spoilers for what they look like grown up :]