The house was dead quiet after Maia and Carlos passed away, I mean, the family had been trying so hard to deal with Carlos’ passing that Maia’s passing just made them even more stressed. So stressed and anxious that they decided to redecorate the lounge, dining room and kitchen, and hang new red wallpaper in their parents’ old room, because the out of place stonework reminded them so much of Maia’s creative antics. 
The old lounge became an art room/study room for the family to create their masterpieces in. They removed the TV as it disrupted the flow of the room.
The kitchen was separated from the lounge, and when Domingo moved out with his wife (who nobody met, or asked the name of), he took the fridge with him. This picture was taken before the arrival of the replacement fridge.
After Devon helped the movers with the fridge, they finished at 11:45 pm so he grabbed himself some leftovers that Juanita had been keeping in a chilly bin.
He was joined by Orlando, who was sneaking out of bed for a midnight snack of cake. “Can’t sleep, Orlando?” Devon asked. “Are you feeling fine? Grandma Maia will stay on forever in our hearts, you know, she isn’t really gone when we have, uh, recollections of her person.” Orlando just sat in silence, eating cake. Devon just shrugged his shoulders.
Fioruccio’s neurotic feelings got the better of him, but once that brush hit canvas, he was relieved, and more interested in not getting paint on his PJs so Mum wouldn’t find out. Devon let this slide again, for they had been through great loss.
Which leaves to absent-mindedness, obviously, someone left the computer outside in all the midst of the makeover! A very tired Great-Great-Grandmother-ghost Maia haunted it so passing kleptos would not pinch it. And she knows kleptomania well, does our oldest ghoul. Being dead must be tiring.
So, as she has a habit of doing, she crashed on one of the kids’ beds, namely Orlando’s bed, but Evil Sims aren’t bothered by ghosts, no matter how friendly they are. 
Orlando and Fioruccio were first on the bus to school, looking a bit forlorn. Their ride was silent all the way.
Poor Alejandra slept in and had to catch her ride to her first day of work as a Test Subject.
Not much else happened that day, once the young ones were gone, the older Sims just spent the day painting and lying on their bed. How interesting! Juanita had a headache from crying children so she took painkillers and slept all morning.
Orlando came home and snuck in sheepishly to do his homework. His clothes had turned all black and he was sporting copious amounts of black eyeliner. The tips of his hair were dyed red too.
Alejandra had a rather slow day at work so, that evening after dinner, she saw her older brother Alfonso at his house, which was between Juanita’s house and Esmeralda’s house. 
“Do you plan on marrying someone someday, Alejandra?” Alfonso asked his sister, who replied “No, never, I have sold my body to science, and I may be infertile.” Alfonso looked to the sky and stated “But I’m no scientist. I’m unemployed. The job market is hard to get into for me at the moment, so I need to get married so when the market opens up again, we will have two incomes.”Alejandra knew what he meant right away. “You’re getting baby jitters, aren’t you, Alfonso?” She asked.
Alfonso stopped, scratched his neck and sighed “Yes.
Coby Mueller’s way to old to produce offspring and Esmeralda’s too lazy, I haven’t heard from Domingo in ages and I really want to produce cousins for Fioruccio and Orlando. I need a woman, fast.” Alejandra scratched her chin and stated “We have a couple of spare beds in our house. You can hole up here, I’m pretty sure Juanita wouldn’t mind, being that we got along well as kids.”
Luckily, Juanita was just waking up when Alfonso and Alejandra got home, so she just nodded, had a glass of milk and saw Devon.
“You look great there, Devon. I am amazed at how you cope with such a stressful time. Thanks for helping the children get to bed, get to school and do their homework. Do you think Orlando got his new do at school?”Juanita asked.
“Yes, honey, it’s a craze at the moment, with all those horror movies on TV.” Devon replied. “I am so proud of your sister, Alejandra, for achieving Dux at her school and going into the Science field. Though they should watch their backs- she inherited your grandmother’s infamous trait. Now she’s helping Alfonso find love and make cousins, how nice.”
“You’re nice, Devon. In fact, you’re a way better picture than the TV can ever give.” Juanita complimented. “Let’s go and lie down on the bed.”
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The next day, Fioruccio and Orlando were getting ready for school, though Fioruccio was only in his PJs when he cheered up Orlando, who was surprisingly thankful for it.
Then Juanita drove Domingo to the park. Alejandra was at work. Juanita told him “I heard it took your brother 8 hours to fall in love. He was naughty. You must be in love before sunset. And with the first girl you talk to. Then I will honour a private wedding at home.”
It was a tough challenge, but Zanthias are known to be courageous.
Dang! A teenager, he thought. But he struck up conversation with her right away, wanting to keep his place in the house. “Hi, I’m Devon Zanthia.” He introduced. She replied “I know the Zanthia name, my aunty works in the art gallery. Many of Maia’s paintings are in our collection. My name is Mehrtens Gugenheim. My parents want me to be evil, but I’m too friendly for that. I see you’re Friendly too!”
They talked about personality, and favourite things, and were having a great time until the age question popped up. “Aren’t you almighty young?” Alfonso asked.
“Actually, it’s my birthday today, but my mum is evil so she forgets it so I ran away to the park with my sister to get some air. The good hairdresser left town and we got this stupid one who only has red hair dye. I hope when I grow up I will get my white hair back. One day, I want to dye it blue.”
“When you grow up today, then I’ll officially court you.” Alfonso promised. “And by sundown.”
Will the Zanthias have another family member, or more?
Will Alfonso get to stay in the house?
Find out in Chapter 5!
Nothing says family bonding like swimming… eh Mr Insanity? Juanita watches him like a good parent would, as Devon swims around, showin’ his abs.
Carlos got up from his grandpa nap and floated to the mirror. FLOATED? ‘There be somethin’ wrong here’, he thought, without care for proper grammar. ‘Oh, that’s right, I’m about 120 now, it’s my time to die. But I dearly love my kids but I think the evil one must have poisoned me in my sleep or something.’
“You make a fine ghost” says Grim. “You have lived a great life, Carlos, and I congratulate you on your fine offspring. It’s time to join Grandma Maia in the nightly haunt.”
“I solemnly swear to look over my children with Grandma Maia. But please forgive Orlando for poisoning me.” Carlos pleads.”Orlando never did anything to hurt you, he loves and respects you, Carlos. Come to your urn and we will let your family bury your earthly ashes.” Grim replies, so Carlos accepts. “It’s my time.”
Alejandra consoles her mum, giving her some wise words as one of the kids (I forgot who) plays the xylophone. No, it is NOT a glockenspiel.
She puts her emotional pain into helping Juanita stay in tip-top shape. Little Orlando passes by, sad. His negative energy wells deep within his brain, as he seeks something to take it out on.
But we’ll leave on an upbeat… Juanita’s transition from Young Adult into Adult.
So, uh, she plays chess in her togs. The reasoning may not be clear but she will have some good reason why she is doing so. Jeez what a silly sentence.
No, Domingo did not wet himself, he just did what a lot of Zanthias seem to be doing of late, he broke the dishwasher. And he is trying to clean up the puddles until the repairman/repairwoman can come and fix it. He looks at the window and wonders why the window doesn’t break like the dishwasher.
“Domingo, you’re lucky, you got the art gene.” Alejandra complimented. “Do you want to get married?” Domingo thought, and replied; “Well, Alfonso isn’t married to Vanessa Espinosa so I definately want to marry someone so I can beat him. ” Esmeralda scratched her leg and replied “Well, I want to ask Juanita if I can stay here until I achieve my dreams and then I could go into a nice retirement villa somewhere.” Domingo just nodded in silent agreement.
In an unusual twist of events, Devon ends up sleeping with Carlos. Men, I will never understand them, especially SimMen. Oh well, at least in-laws are bonding (but in a kinda creepyish way)
While Alejandra and Juanita are locked in an intense battle of wit…
they are quickly called away for a DOUBLE birthday. Devon moves into Adulthood and Domingo becomes a young adult behind him.
Domingo was given a suave look, I think his fifth trait was Flirty so hopefully he will be the new babe on the block (after Carlos) but you might need to work on those eyebrows, man, you can’t go around looking like that and be Mr Swank.
“Ocne, no backspace… once upon a Simiverse, there was a bee with a really large sting and really small wings.” Juanita thought, then thought again, that concept had been done, both on Dumbo and Finding Nemo! Thank goodness she’s only practicing her writing and enjoying the view from the large window in front of her.
“NOBODY ELSE CLEANS THE TOILET AROUND HERE!” Maia grumbles, showing signs of age. “AND I KEEP SEEING THE WALLS DISAPPEARING, WHAT’S WRONG WITH THAT?” Don’t worry, Maia, Alejandra’s a trained optician in her teenage years, she can help you get some nice contact lenses.
Alejandra wants to be a Robot Cross-Breeder so she is working on the family garden. She finds it nice and relaxing to get outdoors and watch the plants grow day by day. Away from Domingo anyway, that guy has been starting to practice his moves on his younger sister!
But Fioruccio’s birthday came around while Orlando looks up at Maia. Ooh ze sparkles!
FIORUCCIO HAS HAIR! And the brothers play together in peace. Ah… peace. That won’t last, they’re Sims. “Mum and Dad love me.” Orlando stated, being the talking toddler. “And they love you too.” Fioruccio replied with a giggle and a high A flat. He already knew. Perhaps our virtuoso is trying to speak through music? Or is he looking at the nice, big, red couch?
“Let’s think about ourselves and hold hands honey” Maia says, and Carlos agrees to have a cute old romantic moment of nostalgia.
Carlos then goes and composes a song about his undying love for Maia. Talking about undying, aren’t you, like, 115, Señor Gonzalez? “Yes, I’m about that, and I’m still alive and kicking. You’ll see, I’ll live forever.” Doubt it, you got rid of your Death Flowers hehehehe. I think you may want to think about moving on before you see evil spawn. Of course, Carlos can not hear me, so he goes on living.
Instead he goes and dyes his hair red and yellow, the colours of España. And a new, more swirly style.
It was lucky that Devon didn’t laugh at his father in law, probably because (hemhem) of their secret? No, there’s no secret. Devon was too tired and the beds are similar so he crashed in the wrong one by accident.
Ooh, a birthday, whose? Juanita or Orlando? Or maybe Alejandra?
One very awkward growth spurt later for Orlando… (spaghetti legs)
And he gets one of the most interesting traits in all of SimLand- EVIL (mwahahaha) and his first wicked deed is to break the dishwasher. “Mwahahaha now you suckers have to use the sink old school!”
“Oh no, an evil child! He made the sink break too!” Carlos frets. “I should not have dedicated my married life to family, athletics and my garden, it is increasing my life too much!”
In the other house (where I sent Juanita and Devon away on their honeymoon to do some, uh, as they say in Mamma Mia, “dot dot dot”) Maia ages up into an old woman, but she is happy that she has a nice family. Esmeralda and Coby Mueller now live here.
Dear old Maia has a bit of a Fashion Fail here, except I didn’t think it was TOO tragic so I continued. She is ready to join Carlos in her elderhood and enjoy her expanding family. Back inside the Zanthia household, Domingo was criticising Alejandra of being an insufferable know-it-all because she beat him in a chess match. Alejandra listens with a criticising ear.
‘She knows that it’s not worth arguing with her elder brother so she takes a dip in the family pool instead, meditating on what a stupid, arrogant jerk he is, and how she looks great in her purple-pink togs (not exactly what people will think she would ponder, huh?) but they are the latest technology in swimwear, so, hmm….
Domingo, annoyed that Alejandra snubbed him after he criticised her, did his homework with all his might that afternoon, encouraged to pass her in school and get on that honour roll to show that little Alejandra who’s boss (come on, isn’t she only a child? I don’t think it matters much in this family)
It was about time Maia had a new oufit, she chose this dress. It looks like she doesn’t really care about what she wears, as long as it’s sweat and paint retardent.
The family sits down for cake…
Uh… what are you and Carlos doing outside the hospital, Maia, talking about flowers? Ah, yes! Of course Juanita didn’t get fat, she was excercising while the family was eating!
It seems you have been born into a nice family, a harmonious one with a spirit to guide and counsel you through your years. You have been born a Genius, and have inherited your Excitable trait from your father Carlos. He wanted to call you Alejandro, but we found out you were a girl so you became Alejandra. Guess he didn’t see Maia chowing down on those watermelons!
There is one thing about quiet, studious kids is that you can never tell just quite what they’re plotting…
THIS time it was artworks… well, never mind. Thought I may have had something exciting going on there. Anyway, back to the story.
Maia is glad her pregnancy days are over, she begins to concentrate on her Athletic skill between bottle feeds and nappy changes. Also, she is well used to back pain from being athletic and a mother. With only one kid needing intense care (Domingo had done his toddler training), she feels a big weight has been lifted.
Domingo ages up into some sensible blue pyjamas. Not to be outdone by his siblings, he begs me (the Simmer Goddess) to be a genius. Because I quite like the blue PJs I grant his wish (which is also his parents’ wish too)
The birthdays keep coming as Esmeralda becomes a teenager and finally gets to interact with her baby sister (no sparkly picture this time sorry). She becomes very family orientated so she wants to snuggle the baby when she’s not crying (trust me, Alejandra was quite noisy!) but also begins to help out with babysitting.
Since the rest of that day was quite a snore (well, it’s just the kids getting on the honour roll and daily life as it usually goes on), the next day our Alejandra grows up, as bald as a snooker ball. what’s up with hairless toddlers these days, an underground nuclear reactor?
Alfonso becomes a Teenager with a black T-shirt (he doesn’t want to wear his favourite colour all the time) and Esmeralda and Domingo dress conservatively for school too. They are first on the school bus route. I will disclose Alfonso’s fourth trait later.
Carlos decides to take up a bit of gardening in his twilight years, as he wants to leave some plants for his kids to remember him by once he’s gone (Grandma Maia has a painting in the kitchen). He is also trying to build up enough skill to plant the Death Flower.
Even ghosts need training! Work it! Carlos trains Grandma and Maia trains Alfonso (who is reluctant) in this Family Gym session.
Juanita’s bikini-painting session is interrupted by her birthday, she grows up into…
a rather flirty young girl! Look, he isn’t too bad looking in hy humble opinion, and I think he likes tanned girls. I didn’t have to change the outfit, this is what Juanita came with. The man’s name is Devon.
Alejandra was the next to age up- to childhood. She inherits Carlos’ black hair (yay!) and the same style as her sisters. Her third trait remains a secret.
Esmeralda was Father Time’s next victim (there is a rumour tha Father Time is having it off with Mother Nature instead of Mother Earth) and grew up into young adulthood too. Her LTW is Chess Grand Champion.
Juanita proposes to Devon while Esmeralda thinks of fridges. Devon nearly fainted but h accepts, and they have a private wedding. Devon’s traits: Excitable, Bookworm, Hopeless Romanic, Never Nude, Mooch. He likes Kids’ Music, Pink and Stu Surprise.
They move out and make sweet sweet love (because they can’t do it with all the family around, that’ll just be annoying!) but Juanita is still a Zanthia and she can still be an heir!
Well, last time we left the Zanthia Legacy the family consisted of two children (Juanita and Esmeralda), a toddler (Alfonso) and a baby (Domingo). Juanita takes to spending more time outside the house in the community, and gets some help from some local people with her homework, I think this assignment was something to do with the popularity of high-waisted jeans in Sunset Valley. Juanita was given the Sandy Cheeks shirt to inspire her in her studies, as the squirrel is very scientific.
Meanwhile, Esmeralda takes a shine to the telescope, even though she requests very early in her life to be a Chess Grand Master, so she must get those logic skills up so she has a chance against the opponents, who can be brutal in their techniques. They must be pretty powerful telescopes to look into space during daylight.
Night falls, and Grandma Maia returns for a quick game of foosball with her dear daughter, who can only talk about how strong she is getting from all the excersize she has been doing while the kids were at school and while Alfonso and Domingo were taking naps.
Esmeralda couldn’t wait to square off against Juanita in chess again… but I think in this match Juanita still has the upper hand, one day Esmeralda, one day…
With Alfonso going well in his toddler activities, Domingo ages up and acquires a blue outfit and a chrome dome. Mother Maia couldn’t help but get Domingo going on the right foot (or was it the left foot?) and doesn’t mind wearing her pyjamas in broad daylight, for her focus is directly on her childrens’ wellbeing.
Carlos and Esmeralda play catch under the watchful eye of Grandma’s spirit.
But she writes late into the evening, and suddenly stops and has a little wee sparkle. Maia accompanies her on the trumpet and Carlos pretends to play the drums (well, that’s what it looks like anyway) She gains the Lucky trait.
She ages up into a teenager and grows into the Zanthia hairstyle. Nobody thinks the sparkles are a computer virus, luckily enough.
The next day, Carlos decides to play in the park for some tips, and to stop him from going stir crazy.
Our two little bald boys discover the joys of playing together, since for some strange reason they can’t interact with Esmeralda and Juanita is too busy dealing with acne…
That evening, Alfonso has his birthday and comes into childhood, and scores some hairs on his head, brunette ones like the rest of the family. He scores the Genius trait too (looks like we have a family of brainboxes) Looks like nobody is inheriting Carlos’ black hair… yet. Don’t forget Maia’s LTW is to raise 5 children from babies to teens. 1 down, 4 to go.
So, like proactive Sims do, Maia got down to business with Carlos once more…
To avoid certain madness, Maia goes to Central Park, but it was not the odor from the athletic Sims that made her throw up in the good ol’ porcelain throne.
But it might have been from all those fish in her inventory… but she has a pocket bag that keeps fish cool so it mustn’t be that…
The kids decided to join Mum at the park after school and do their studies, they seem to be enjoying this particular project.
Alfonso and Esmeralda couldn’t help squeezing in some Twilight Chess (Esmeralda’s smirking because she knows checkmate is only a few moves away)
Juanita brings this boy home from school and they spend the afternoon talking rubbish, hmmm, I wonder if his dad’s the garbage man?
The girls decided to end the night by having a quick swim before bed. (Maia… your togs… they changed? Ooooooh!)
After sleeping in her togs, Maia has a little snuggle with Domingo.
And along came Alejandra, our fifth and final child!
Maia felt a little cheered up after this. Even though she was still sad, knowing she was hitched to a sexy man was just what the doctor ordered (except the qualifications of said doctor may be questionable)
Juanita decided to take out her emotions on the nearest canvas, while Esmeralda and Alfonso continued on life without a care in the world. Juanita wondered why Esmeralda and Alfonso could not comprehend her feelings, before she concluded that they were too young, but at least Esmeralda, the other genius of the family, should understand. Or perhaps Esmeralda was just too smart to say anything in such a tense time around the house.
Luckily, Esmeralda was able to honour the memory of her great grandma by inheriting the bed, even though deep down she wishes it had a pink bedspread.
The family decided to call a babysitter and spend a day at the park to let Carlos practise his guitar in front of the people of Sunset Valley. One of the elder women reminded Maia too much of Grandma so they decided to return home.
Juanita decided to have her first ‘big girl’ swim in the pool, and she loved the calm of the water in the sun of the day, this helped her recovery (even though her moodlet never showed it)
While Esmeralda took to wrestling Anita (with Alfonso looking on, still wishing to age up)
But someone decided to inspect the toilet that evening a little too closely… or that’s what Maia told Juanita what she was doing (not good for the daughter really) but I think we know what’s REALLY going on here.
Juanita got bored and went to bed (that Carlos had brought down to the kids’ room because he didn’t want Juanita to think she was alone, they changed the sheets too for her) She thought the pigs were cute but I don’t think it rains fruit, does it?
And soon enough Maia’s waters broke and she was rushed to hospital to give birth to this young lad! They named him Domingo and he became an excitable artist. He takes a shine to pop music, cheesesteak and the colour spiceberry (which is probably just a politically correct term for pink!)
That evening, Grandma arose from her tombstone and young Maia was only to quick to see her again. Grandma told Maia not to worry about her, and to focus on raising a family worthy of the Zanthia name, and that she was already on a good track with young Juanita. Grandma’s first day in the afterlife wasn’t that great, she must’ve been running errands for Bob Marley and got stressed. Also she gives congratulations to Maia for the birth of Domingo.
In the morning, Juanita went to school fresh as a daisy, and ended up staying later to fix the boiler room (oh that thing always breaks down, why do they use child labour to fix it, and why isn’t the school making enough money to hire a repair technician? Heh, at least I’ll raise my performance to B level on my first day)
Juanita did find it almighty liberating biking home afterwards, no depending on Mum to get around anymore!
Until Esmeralda’s birthday arrives and she ages up into…
This little chess-obsessed girl with clothes like a watermelon (trust me, this will change!) Her third trait was Lucky to help her win chess matches (but she is contesting against her older sister here)
And our little bloke Alfonso FINALLY gets to age up into the toddler he wanted to be, so he doesn’t miss out on any of the action! He heads straight for the xylophone and Carlos is only too happy to help.
Esmeralda changes her style and checks herself out in the mirror (she thinks she looks quite alright, an improvement on the watermelon look!)
A photo of Maia and Carlos with the two boys catching up on some television. Well, we shall leave them there as the author is getting tired and her energy meter is getting low.
Esmeralda grew up! Carlos could not wait to begin talking to her about the joys of wedding bells, so she began to learn to talk from him on their stony dining room floor (example of Grandma Maia being avant-garde huh!)
Heavily preggers Maia took the responsibility of teaching young Esmeralda to walk her first steps as a toddler (and hopefully soon run these steps on a treadmill!)
But she went into labour and was rushed to the hospital and came back with a bouncing baby boy named Alfonso, who scored the Artistic trait from his mum and the Friendly trait from another relative (I forgot who). Here he is with Mum and Juanita playing with Mum’s shoes (or is she looking longingly at that treadmill? Oh, you little go-getter!) He likes indie music, fish and chips and the colour purple. Great taste for the colour.
The Zanthias finally extended their home for the kids, putting them together to help them build tight relationships and become a close-knit family. Here they are all taking a daytime nap. Awww.
Alfonso gets fed well with his bottle, but tends to be slightly noiser than the girls, but is still quiet nonetheless. Here (and in the photo above) he is temporarily using Esmeralda’s cot for some reason. He must be dissapointed at the colour of the bottle, and not old enough to understand that Mum chose it.
Meanwhile Juanita makes her own way to the chest of drawers and manages to whipe the textures off the objects in the house (is she trying to hack my system… oh no!) and choses her own clothes for the first time.
“Check out my new style!” She says to Maia, who lovingly holds her but reminds her that purple is Alfonso’s favourite colour and compliments her for thinking of her brother, even though it’s more of a bluish purple which would also please Carlos. Someone is thinking of men at a young age! You can see the hair colour similarities in this shot.
Then Grandma Maia begins to change rapidly, she begins to express a lot of darkness through her art, as if she is afraid of something approaching. This happens when you’re an elder Sim nearing the grand olf age of 90 days.
She becomes heavily engrossed in soap operas, something she had never watched before, and it is considered dangerous to get between Grandma and her ‘stories’
She has a long heart to heart talk with Maia, expressing how much she is thankful that her granddaughter took her into the house and looked after her (even though she was rich and paid for the whole thing), about how Carlos was the right man for her and how she was proud of her avoiding the others for him, and how well her children were developing.
She spends a lot of time holding Alfonso and watching her soaps in the bar in her formalwear, and also quite a bit of time with the two toddlers (pictures have gone missing, jeez what a disorganised photographer, I should talk to him about this!)
And, to a strum of Carlos’ guitar, Juanita ages up into a child, who must be flirty because she’s already thinking of hot stuff!
But our celebrations were turned into mourning for Grandma Maia as she aged beyond her lifespan. She doesn’t fight muh, she accepts that her time is up and she needs to make way for further generations of her family to continue. Obviously Grandma was unable to find the Death Flower quick enough.
This is Maia Zanthia, the founding Sim of the Zanthia legacy. She is very family orientated, loves the colour green (as can be seen in her choice of sweater), likes waffles (in fact, she’s thinking of eating some rather urgently), is flirty yet lucky and also holds the athletic and artistic traits (who says artists can’t be buff and have families? tsk tsk!). She enjoys listening to classical music to inspire her muse.
This is Maia’s grandmother, also named Maia Zanthia (but she will be referenced suring the legacy as Grandma Maia, or simply Grandma) She’s an artistic, lucky, family-orientated kleptomaniac who enjoys fishing every now and then.Here is Grandma Maia Zanthia, watching her favourite TV show. She also claims ownership of the Zanthia female hairstyle and prizes it to be a status symbol of belonging to her legacy, if the sim is female. Grandma also chose the colour scheme for the house.
Annoyed with staying at home and anxious to get her family moving, Maia started cruising Central Park looking for talent. This bloke was as old as Grandma Maia, so here was a no-no, not even for Grandma herself (she is a faithful widow). Also, his shirt did leave quite a lot to be desired, but his long hair was a positive feature. Needed a spunky beard to go with it.
This guy seemed adorable, but his traits left a lot to be desired for the Zanthia legacy (ooh picky Maia!) The army shorts were kinda a turn-off too.
This man was not much better, he still had a bicycle t-shirt from his youth, the pants were something I kept away from my Sims and the bleached hair did not match his dark skin. This Eritrean man walked home empty-handed that day.
She did meet this cute young fella who thought about vegetables when she spoke of Grandma. It was nice to know that he associated fresh vegetables with Grandma Maia, what a positive young man.
He was also rather adept at grilling, none of those sausages looked burnt to me.
But it turned out that when she talked to him, she didn’t remember that he was only a teenager and not ready to be a father yet. Baby bottles must have scared him and we all know teenagers are only TOO eager to woohoo without thinking!
Annoyed at her dismal progress, she went home and fixed herself some waffles. But whilst she was making these she remembered one man who she shook hands with briefly one day. Actually, the memory could not leave her mind as she cooked her waffles.
This particular man was named Carlos Gonzalez, a young flirty Spaniard from Valencia. He was also a charismatic schmoozer with a green thumb who got very excited when seeing her. They clicked right away as a couple, and their flirtatiousness provided perfect fertilizer for the seeds of love!
One thing led to another and in no time they were going steady and they became boyfiend and girlfriend. Also, Maia had the Lucky Day moodlet, so she certainly scored!
She invited Carlos to stay the night and they slept like logs.
With her biological clock ticking and her lifetime wish to be surrounded by family, she proposed marriage straight away in the morning, the eager beaver.
He accepted! The formula seems to work well, man in flame pyjamas= HOT STUFF. They instantly got married.
And straight to business of making the family Maia dreams about! WOOHOO!
As for the family, Carlos fitted in straight away, playing guitar music to inspire the Maia Zanthia girls to paint.
Grandma Maia liked Carlos as a son-in-law, and accepted him, because he was such a schmoozer. And she liked his leather jacket, she felt that her granddaughter had made the right decision.
The happy couple slept easy that night, as Grandma Maia let them move into the master bedroom. Grandma Maia did not mind the attic.
Then Maia got a little ill… tsk tsk and their cooking isn’t that bad.
Turns out that she was pregnant (hence the wardrobe malfunction) but this did not keep the athletic sim from excersize! She could not afford looking like a used potato sack after pregnancy.
And what kind of grandma wouldn’t be interested in her great-grandchild? Oooh… I think she heard something! Another athletic Sim on the way?
After a brief hospital visit, Maia emerged happily with little Juanita Zanthia in her arms. Juanita recieved the Athletic and Artistic traits from her mum. She likes pink, grilled cheese and independently-produced music. Two of Maia’s traits in one Sim- Carlos will be pleased.
Juanita got a cute little pink cot in the master bedroom (since they were too lazy to renovate) and a new teddy bear named Anita (the last part of her name). She seems peaceful and happy.
Maia loved her new baby, she had Carlos’ olive skin and her femininity and traits.
Carlos and Grandma Maia also instantly took a shine to their new daughter, Juanita was a very popular girl indeed.
They continued life on as ‘normal’ but some severe wardrobe malfunction happened again, the pink athletic top was gone and the blue maternity top was in. So she decided to train her man because she could not use the treadmill being pregnant and all.
Out popped little Esmeralda Zanthia (she was born at the hospital, but the lazy cameraman missed the taxi) , with the traits Excitable from her father and Genius from her unknown grandfather (Grandma Maia’s son, young Maia’s father). She likes Latin music, Fruit Parfaits and Green like mum.
Carlos gives little Esmeralda a snuggle
and little Juanita ages up into this cute little toddler (love the hair!)
Maia moves in swiftly to teach Juanita how to talk about dental hygeine
Carlos teaches Juanita how to walk
And Maia takes care of the messier side of things… the notorious potty.
Then Carlos stops his running and is enveloped by a mysterious glow.
And he becomes an old man (lacking in fashion sense!) Luckily he is still reproductive…
Maia didn’t know this, and went straight for the ‘guilt free’ woohoo!
but a guilty trip to the loo for non-food-related heaving and new maternity clothes (see below image)
can only mean one thing… Maia’s pregnant again! She takes some time out to read books to Juanita to expand the toddler’s already growing brain.
