Finding Consort Ch 2

After a short break,
Veronica continues
her mission to find
Consort, but is having
bad luck.

 Chapter Two

Ch 2:
Another Night
Welcome back to Finding
Consort Redux by Kelyns!
It’s the same old silly story,
now in PowerPoint! This
chapter was originally
Chapter 3, in case anyone
was wondering, and let’s
get to it. I believe we left off
with Veronica on fire…

Last time, our heroine Veronica had a little accident when she tried to use the
weathernaught, and we were all left wondering how she was going to get
herself out of this mess. It looked pretty grim; I mean, the flames got her and
everything. And we all know that once that happens, you're a goner.... Oh,
wait, it seems Veronica wants to say something.
V: "You can't just continue the story like nothing happened! Come over here, I
want to talk to you.!"
Well... okay.

And I'm proud to introduce me, Kelyns, my newly created simself.
K: "Hey, what's up, V? And what's with the nod?"

V: "What's with the nod? You mean you really don't know?"

K: "Umm, no. Did I miss something?"

V: "YES! You know I've got a bone to pick with you."

V: "Hmm, where should I start?"

V: "How about the fact that you abandoned me for like, ages!"

V: "And then there's the fact that the exchange wasn’t working and no one
could view the older chapters, leaving any potential newcomers in the dark!"

K: "Oh, please, don't remind me. I still don't want to think about it. Let’s just call
all that old news and move on."

V: "Yeah, but you didn't have to wait so long to upload it again, especially
since you had saved a copy in Word."

K: "Well, I was busy. I have school you know, and finals are in two weeks."

V: "That's not what I heard! There are rumors that you were partying."
K: "So, I took a little break. What's the harm in that?"

V: "Uh huh, and what about the bubble-blowing?"

V: "And the dancing, hmm?! You took a break for weeks!"

K: "Well, everyone needs to blow off some steam every now and then. Besides,
now that I'm refreshed I can put some new life into your story."
V: "Yeah, right. You can't fool me, you forgot half the things you wanted to say
about my pictures."

K: "Heh heh... Well, I remember the important stuff and the new material will be
10 times better, okay?"

V: "Yeah, but that still doesn't make up for the fact that you left me festering in
anger over my fight! I have a lot of pent up anger to relieve, you know!"

K: "Shh, V. The readers aren't supposed to know about that until the next
chapter. And I'm SORRY, okay?"

K: "Besides, we will get that sim back. Don't you worry, V. I have a special little
surprise in store for them."

V: "Hmm, well, okay."
K: "Great, now can we get back to the story?"
V: "Sure."

Well, Veronica died alright, there was no saving her from the flames. There
wasn't a fire alarm outside. Actually, there wasn't even one in the house, she
only had a sprinkler.

But I did get to find out what the Grim does in his spare time. Having fun there,
Grim?
"Yup, it's not often I get to kick back and relax. I hardly ever get to watch TV
anymore, all those legacies people write got me working overtime."

Well, I'm glad I could help, I guess.

But, don't fret, I just exited the house without saving and got Veronica back, no
problem. We won't be messing with aspiration rewards when you're in the green
anymore, will we, V?
V: "You got that right."

Well, except just one more time. We still needed it to be fall. But no meteors this
time, thank goodness.
V: "Are you done yet?"
What's your problem?
V: "I'M supposed to be narrating this story, remember? Get you nosy butt out of
here!"
Sheesh, okay. I'm going, I'm going.

FINALLY!
Well, after that little escapade, I got the paper. Guess what wasn't there:
Business! I'm not kidding either; I guess the KVAFCF (Keep Veronica Away From
Consort Foundation) is still active.

So, I set to skilling, and pretty soon it was night. Instead of going out again, I
decided to make a townie come to ME in order to make friends.

Contessa Breanna was the lucky victim. How else was I supposed to get to
know her? I wasn't about to waste my time roaming all over downtown looking
for her, then finally finding her at daybreak. She didn't want to come over at
first, but I made her see reason. She learned the hard way that you cannot resist
the call of friendship from a CAS sim.

V: "Isn't that right, Contessa?"
C: "Uh huh." *Sigh*

Stupid Maxis... No No Pets! sign... grumble, grumble...
"I HATE STRAYS!"
Sorry for the interruption, I just had to let that out.

Anyway, the next night I was able to get my promotion.

You know, I even started to stop minding the fact that business refused to show
up in the paper. I mean, I did have a great incentive: MONEY. Yup, show
business was paying off really well, as you can see by the money sign over my
head.

Yup, still no business. That darn KVAFCF got me again.

So, I continued to skill up for show business.

Are you tried of these skilling pictures yet? I know I am. Who keeps taking them
anyway?

V: "Hello, didn't I just say stop with the skilling pictures?"

Sorry! But you have to admit that one is cool... There's no way I could do that in
real life... not in a million years...

Okay, I decided to escape the boredom of skilling by going downtown to
make friends for my promotion.
*AHEM.*
Oh yeah, and to look for Consort.

As I was getting to know the bartender...
BTW, please tell me the pictures get better in later chapters.
K: Sorry, I'm an amateur, so sue me.
...I saw a disturbing sight.

It was Dagmar... and patches of sky!

Alright Veronica, that's enough. I told you I'm new at this and a lot of these
pictures were taken a while ago, so they're not as good as the new ones. So, one
more crack from you, and I'll cowplant you.
V: "Oh please, you don't even have a cowplant."
Maybe not on YOUR lot, but I happen to have a hungry cowplant sitting in my
inventory.

V: *YAWN* "Yeah, I'm so scared. Like creaters haven't threatened to cowplant
their sims before."
Are you wondering what you'd look like if you were a zombie? Because I am. I
doubt Consort will look at you then.
V: "Okay, okay. Geez."

Now back to Dagmar.
V: "Dagmar, what are you doing here? ... Have you been following me?"

D: "HAHAHA. No, of course not. Don't be silly Veronica. It's just pure
coincidence that we're both here. Honestly! I just wanted to play cards, and
well, the Lucky shack is the only place you can do that."
V: "Hmm, well, ok. But I can't hang out with you tonight, alright? I have to make
friends for my promotion."
D: "That's ok, I didn't expect you to, I didn't even know you'd be here,
remember?"

But later on that night, as I was chatting with Trista, I caught her sulking at the
bar.

Dagmar, mumbling: "Hmpf! Finding Consort, yeah right. She's too good for him.
When is she going to realize OUR love?"

But like I said, I was busy chatting with Trista, so I couldn't hear what she was
complaining to the bartender about. Then I saw someone I just had to go
irritate.

Mrs. Cumplebottom!
K: Man, I swear every time I see her, I have to try to talk to her. Just think of the
cool stories I could write if one of my sims got to be friends with her!

Cumplebottom: "So you're the gold-digging hussy that's trying to marry Consort.
Well, I've got news for you missy, Consort is gonna be mine, so keep your
grubby little hands off! Who do you think you are anyway? You're not good
enough for a man of his caliber, you're just some piece of scum nobody from
CAS! You ought to be ashamed of yourself, trying to scam an innocent man,
who's too old for you anyway... Don't let me catch you with him, or I swear that
will be the end of you!"

V: "Ooo Cumblebottom, I'm so scared!"

"Please! You're crazy if you think that Consort is gonna give up a chance with
all this good stuff for a wrinkley old hag like you. I bet you're the head of the
KVAFCF, aren't you? Well, I'm on to you, and if you think I'm just going to let you
win, you've got another think coming!"
And that's when I decided to leave. Between Cumplebottom and Dagmar, I'd
had enough.

The next morning I headed off to work.

Veronica, to herself: "Give up this sweet ride for the bottom of the business
track? Phst, yeah right!"

No, business track, gee, I'll guess I'll just have to go for that next promotion.
(And it really wasn't there, so there. :P)

With my money, I redecorated the kitchen, everything except the fridge. I want
to use up all the food first. I don't want to waste money.

I spent so much time skilling, I almost forgot about my needs.

Hmm, I guess I've been working Veronica too hard.
V: "Ya think?"

"I'm so tired I won't even mention that patch of sky in this picture."
Oh shut up and get the phone.

"Is that the bathroom?"
VERONICA!
"Okay, okay. Oh hey, Tracy, do I want to go on an outing? Well, sure, I guess. I
always get this mysterious need boost whenever I go downtown."
Which will stop immediately, if you don't stop making fun of me.

So I go on an outing, and yay! There's grown up people! Not like with Dagmar...

They're all adults except for her. Seriously Maxis, do you think it's smart to send
this kid out with all these crazy townies running around?
V: "Little girl, where's your mother?"
Girl: "I don't know. Who are you? Where am I? How did I get here? And why is
that man staring creepily at that lady?"

V: "You know that's a good question. So, why is that?"

"Lady, you'd stare too if you were an ugly townie, and were standing next to
someone this hot. We don't get any action."
V: "Fair enough."

Since I had already made friends with Robert, I sent him to take that little girl
home, while I said goodbye to the creepy guy.

It was just us girls left.
V: Why is that by the way? And most of my friends are girls, too. Are you trying
to insinuate something?
No. You just haven't met too many of the guy townies I like to introduce my sims
to. Besides I almost anyways have my sims make more friends of his or her
same gender, so they don't get any ideas when they're married.
V: Oh. Okay then.

Anyway, I made friends with Carmen while the rest played cards with some
teen.
Teen: "Hey, I have a name!"
V: "So?"

Moving on...
I almost made friends with everyone and got a rockin' score. ALMOST. You see,
SOMEONE refused to make friends with me and caused negative signs to fly
faster than a sim running to a fire. So my outing was only super. AGAIN.
V: "Are you happy now, Marie?"
M: "Yup. Evil is my middle name. Me and Cumplebottom are best buds."

V: "So you're one of them, huh? Don't worry I'll get you someday. I'm gonna
bring you and the KVAFCF down."
M: "Humpf, yeah right. You don't have the power or the skill. LONG LIVE
CUMPLEBOTTOM!"

That's it, I need a drink! Stupid Cumplebottom incarnations!
Later on, I went upstairs to eat dinner.

Veronica! Shame on you! You shouldn't gossip about people you're trying to be
friends with. And she's probably in the room too. Man, sims are horrible.
V: "What? You're the one who told me to gossip. I have 7 nice points, I don't
gossip on my own, you know."
I was just about to leave when something else caught my eye.

Okay buster, what's the deal? WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO? You don't have any
reservations! All of your customers are standing around waiting for you to get off
the phone! Except now they probably left after waiting so long to get a table.

Even the hot tub. And everyone knows sims are drawn to the hot tub like
wedding guests to the champagne bottle.

There was only this poor lonesome guy downstairs, drinking coffee.

I decided to try and liven this place up.
V: "Hey DJ, change it to-"
K: "The stock market?"
V: "Yeah, haven't you heard that song?"
K: "Umm, no, but whatever."

And this is me getting my smustle on. I couldn't get anyone else to join in, but I
was determined not to let anyone else ruin my fun.

And see, all my body points meant I was awesome on the electosphere. But
soon after that, it was time to go home. I had work to do.

I decided to throw a party instead. I had a great turn out, as you can see.

Hmm, I don't even have words to describe this picture. That dance is just too
weird. But you'll notice who's not here: Dagmar. Look, that girl is just plain
psycho, ok? Always following me around, hoping I'll take our relationship to the
next level... I mean, I'm still her friend, but just because I don't want to go to the
trouble of making extra friends for my promotion. But I certainly don't want to
see more of her than I have to.

I almost succeeded in getting everybody in a group smustle. Some people just
insisted on doing their own thing.
Gilbert: "Hey, Veronica, look it's Consort!"
V: "Where?! Hey, I don't see him. That's not funny you guys."

"Alright, people, party's over."
"Aw, come on officer, there's only a little bit more time left. Hey, you're kinda
cute. You sure you don't want to join us?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. Everybody go home NOW."

Hmpf! He didn't have to be so rude. But it's okay, I still had a great party.

But now that the party was over, it was back to skilling. *Sigh* Think of the
money Veronica, think of the money.

Wow, you mean I can earn that much in my next promotion? Suddenly, I grew
a love for skilling.

After a quick, or rather slow, energizer,

V: Alright! More Money!
K: Veronica, go look in the paper for business.
V: Do I have to?
K: YES! Now move it!

V: *Sigh* It's not fair....
1 minute later:
V: YIPPPPEEEEEE! No Business!
K: Enough, is enough already! Why won't business show up?

Anyway, I wanted to buy a new fridge with the promotion money, so I cooked
up a storm to use all the food in the old fridge.

And finally, my finished kitchen!

Hmm, now that I think about it, the living room could use some work... And so
could these pictures, but I'm not supposed to be talking about that.

Viola! A little upgrade; I don't have enough money for the TV I want yet.

But I did get a new chess set. Man, I'm going to miss the old one though... we
had some good times. *Sniff*

Some things, however, did not change.
"Ugh, GO AWAY! Stupid stray..."

After a quick look in the paper (no business, yippee. Thank you KVAFCF), I
looked outside...

And it was snowing! It was winter, and, no I won't be changing it back to fall.
I've had enough of the weathernaught for a while.

And then this little guy showed up! I love penguins. They don't dig stupid holes
like that one in the corner that I was too lazy to clean up.
V: "Hey, what are you doing so far away from home, Mr. Penguin?"
Penguin: "I wanted to see the house where the lady burned herself to death
because she was too stupid to know not to use aspiration rewards when in the
green."
V: "Oh, great..."

I skilled for the rest of the day by practicing my speech.
V: "And now that I have proven that the current government has been
corrupted by the Cumplebottom Administration, I will move on to my next
point: impeaching the government officials and naming me as the new leader
of Simerica."
Oh please, like anyone would believe that crap. You're in show business,
Veronica.

V: "Yes, but now I can use my master rhetorical skills to persuade anyone."
Whatever, just go skill.

I said skill, Veronica!
V: I am skilling, I never learned bust a move, remember?
Oh, fine.

Look, Veronica, it's Consort!
V: Where?! Hey, you know that's still not funny...
Sure it is.

It was kind of lonely dancing all by myself,

So later on I invited some people over.

GASP. Veronica, did you just-
V: Bust a move? Yup.

V: Aren't you proud of me?
You know, I actually am.

V: "Hey, Contessa Breanna, look what I can do!"

V: "See me jumping in mid air? Isn't awesome?"

V: "Uh, Contessa, what's with the face... I thought my bust a move was great..."

Veronica, stop that! Don't look into the light!
V: "But purple light is pretty..."
You there, Carmen, don't just stand there with that stupid smile on your face! DO
SOMETHING!

V: "Something's coming over me..."

Damn you, Contessa. Look at you! You're so pleased with yourself aren't you?
"Yes. Heh, heh."

"I vant to suck vour blood. Bleh, Bleh!"
Oh, Geez. Can this story get anymore screwed up? Finding Consort really
shouldn't be this hard; this was supposed to be a nice simple story... Sigh.
Well, will Veronica like her new life among the undead? Will the business track
EVER show up in the paper? And what about that crush on Dagmar, when will
she get rid of that? And when, for the love of plumbbob, will she ever find
Consort? You'll just have to find out the answers to these questions next time.

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