The Sims 2 Presents: Foster's Valley!

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Originally Posted by jekylljuice

As for the Piano...lol, good to have that mystery finally solved.

The real mystery is what's inside it.

Originally Posted by Fomalhaut

Keep this up! - and I'd like to see where I am while all this mess is going on (or is it better for me to stay out of it...?)?

I'm hoping to post some pics from your side of town after I finish this particular segment.

Due to a power surge from high winds and a later game crash I had to run the Foster's Headmaster scenario three (deleted) times to complete it, so if you spot any inconsistencies it's because I used pics from all three tries. Sheesh, this game puts me through hell. By the way, this story has a title card, just like the actual Foster's episodes, except it's a Sims 2 loading screen and you don't get to see it until the end of this chapter. Don't skip ahead, you'll spoil the surprise. (Insert a Mr. No-no smilie here.)

Foster's Valley - "Retribution, Part One: Prologue"

The next day Frankie woke up and got straight to work, as usual. She hadn't slept well the night before because of the revelation of what Madame Foster had done and wasn't in a very good mood. Nonetheless she got to work, partly out of habit, partly to get her mind off of everything. First up was a toilet that someone had plugged:



Then there was mopping to do in the downstairs bathroom:



After which she snapped the mop in half over her knee and sat on the toilet for a half-hour with her face in her hands, sobbing softly. Her once happy home now seemed more like a prison.

After she recovered, Frankie got herself some breakfast and waited for Mr. Herriman to show up. He soon did so, with his usual bowl of cereal:



"How are you this morning, Miss Francis? I understand that last night was very hard on you-"
"I want a vacation."
Mr. Herriman hadn't expected that. "Say again?"
"You heard me. I want a vacation. I have got to get out of here for awhile."
"We can't spare you. Replacing you for a few days would cost-"
"I don't care what it costs! We're talking about my mental heath here, okay? In the past four years I've gone out with friends four times and been on one date with a guy who turned out to be a total jackass! I work here every single day with hardly a break or any time for myself. I rarely go out unless it's to pick up groceries. Most of my social life is on the phone. And now I find out that my own grandmother brought in a self-absorbed lunatic to wear me down so that I wouldn't go out and find out that she'd sold videos of me and everyone else in the House to Cartoon Network and turned our lives into a public spectacle! I need a break!"
"You don't have to yell-"
"I'M NOT YELLING!!!"
Mr. Herriman sighed. He knew she was right but he also knew how much the House depended on her. "Can't we discuss this after the Headmaster's visit?"
"No, Peter Cottonbutt, we'll settle it now." There was a lot of anger in Frankie's voice. Anger and hurt. She did her best to calm down. "Look, it's not like I'd be gone for long. Besides, Wilt can take over while I'm gone, you know he's good at it and he loves to help out."
"He's not half as good at your job as you are."
"Eduardo and Coco can pitch in, too." She paused as a tear formed in her eye. "Am I really asking for so much?"
Again he sighed, not without sympathy. "It would help if the House was in peak condition up to the moment you left. Can you have this place spotless by the time of your departure? Absolutely spotless?"
Frankie smiled. "Watch me, rabbit man." With that, she got on the phone, made all the arrangements she needed, and got straight to work:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_O5NBf4tmO0

And soon Frankie had the House clean all over from top to bottom. Keeping it that way would be a challenge, but if she could keep Bendy out of trouble and away from puddles and such, she might be able to pull it off. Frankie had one other triumph that afternoon, too:



Cooking Level 10. First in the Valley to get a level of 10 in any skill. I just sat there and smiled, and not because of the little black dress. A moment later she went into the kitchen and put that cooking skill to work:



Frankie cooked, Mr. Herriman schmoozed, and Wilt waited patiently, ready to step in if the old rabbit managed to insult the Headmaster. No insult, fortunately, and dinner began a few minutes later:



She looks so beautiful in that dress... um, anyway, the rest of the residents joined the meal at various points throughout the evening. There was tension in the air from the night before, particularly when Madame Foster arrived at the table, and the Headmaster noticed it, resulting in a lower score than in the previous Headmaster scenario in the old Valley. Not low enough to fail, of course not; not with Frankie Foster in charge:



And so it went. The Headmaster departed and the scenario was won. Private school and spiffy new dork outfits school uniforms for the Imaginary Friends, a spotless House, and Frankie finally gets a well-deserved and long overdue vacation, the first really big thing she's had to look forward to since missing that concert on that horrible day long ago. She was smiling as she cleared the dishes. She smiled as she wiped down the counters. She even smiled (and rolled her eyes) as she heard the Headmaster yell from outside, "Get away from me, boy, you smell like poo!" Oh, that Bendy, she sighed. She went to retrieve him and send him off to bed. Through the dining room and the foyer, open the front door, and:



What the hell?



"Hey hey, Frannie, long time no see! Wow, is that turkey I smell? I'm starved! Oh, can I get a different room instead of my old one?"

Oh, no...



(To be continued...)