I hear you proposed to Ulrike yesterday.
Han looked up from where he was working on his rocket ship. “Yes I did. Why? Is there a problem?”
No, not at all. I’m happy to hear it in fact. And it looks like you’re doing well with your little project there as well.
“Yeah, it’s coming along.”
Han… I don’t want to have to repeat myself. You are not to try and return to Omega 4. Once you leave this planet, I have no control over anything.
“So you said before. Look, I don’t have time for this. I know what I’m doing, alright?”
Hm… we’ll see.
“How was work today, Han buddy?”
“It was actually pretty good, Marcus. How was your day?”
Marcus winked at him. “It was great man. Thanks for inviting me into the house. This job is great!”
Han’s brow furrowed. “Job? You mean gardening?”
Marcus laughed uproariously. “No, this is a different kind of sowin’ if ya know what I mean!”
Han only looked bewildered. “No… I don’t.”
“Wait… I thought you had finished readin’ the book,” Marcus said, realizing he wasn’t joking.
“Um, well… I skimmed some parts, I guess…”
Marcus’s eyes widened. “Whoa, dude! That’s- well, dangerous, isn’t it?”
“I read all the important parts! I know what I have to do,” Han ground out, sounding defensive. It was a good thing that the Watcher wasn’t around. He could only imagine the earful he’d get. “I’ll go back and reread it after the wedding. Anyway, so tell me. What’s your job?”
Marcus looked around quickly, then leaned in close. “I make sure the town doesn’t die later on in the generations. I uh, visit the eligible ladies and we-“ He winked at Han, “get busy with ‘pollinatin’.”
Han could only gap at him. “Y-you… you procreate with a bunch of the females?”
“In a manner of speakin’, that’s exactly what I do.”
“Wait… that young woman that was here just yesterday… the pregnant one. That-“
Marcus nodded. “Yup, Candy’s carryin’ my baby.”
Han sat there for a moment, fuming. He wasn’t mad at Marcus. Not really. He was angry with the Watcher. Then again, he couldn’t say a word because then she’d know he hadn’t read the blerghing book! Finally, he looked at Marcus. “Does it- bother you?”
Marcus shrugged one shoulder. “A little, maybe. I mean, I’ve never been one fer the ol’ ball’n’chain myself, not like you pal. Do I like going from one woman to another? Not as much. But hey, it helps you out later on, keeps people in the houses around town. Can be hard to get new people in later on down the line.”
“I-I see… Alright, well. I do wish you luck. And Marcus? Don’t let the Watcher force you into anything you don’t wanna do. If you wanna stop, tell her so.”
Marcus nodded. “Got it.” He grinned. “Don’t you worry none. I got this. I’m gonna enjoy myself before I got old.”
Han gave an absent nod and went back to eating, lost in thought.
The day of their wedding dawned just like all the others, though Han would have said the sun was brighter, the air crisper, the birdsong louder. He walked out of the house, taking a deep breath and letting out a sigh.
You’re in a better mood, at least, than you have been.
Not even the Watcher could ruin his mood. “Yeah, well, I get to make Ulrike mine today. We’ll be linked from this day forward.”
Yes, this is very true. Perhaps she’ll be able to keep you in line better…
He glared up at the sky for a moment, then shook his head. He wouldn’t fight with her, not today. Then he heard a noise, a noise that took him back. “What the-“
No! On her wedding day! Seriously! Ooooo, when I get a hold of the High Council… she wasn’t even inoculated!
“Ulrike!!!” Han sprinted across the lawn, watching the shape of the spaceship recede. “No! Ulrike!”
It’s ok, Han. They’ll bring her back.
“They? Who was that?”
The High Council from Sixam sends a scouting party every so often to keep an eye on the Sims on this planet. Some of them have even made their home here, somewhat like you, though for them, it’s by choice. She’ll be alright.
“She better be!” he growled.
Just wait for a little while. She’ll be back.
You’re back! Are you alright?
“I-I feel a little light-headed,” Ulrike replied, “b-but I think I’m ok. I didn’t miss the wedding did I!?”
No, you’re just in time. Let me go tell, Han and then we can get things started! Go change, alright?
She nodded and ran off. She came back just in time to greet the first guests. “Thank you so much for coming!”
Ulrike… wait a minute, sweetie, are you ok? What- Oh, the High Council is sooo going to hear about this! You poor thing!
“What? What is it? Ulrike? Oh, my poor urdona!” Han had stepped out of the house after hearing his bride was back, safe and sound.
“It’s ok, Han. I’m fine.” Ulrike smiled brightly at him. “I’ll be fine. Let’s get married, ok?”
Though Han wanted nothing more than to wed Ulrike and make her his mate, he was worried for her. But he couldn’t deny her so he nodded. “You got it, my love.”
As the couple stood in front of the wedding arch at the edge of the property, Han could only swallow. “Y-you are just- I don’t even have the words for how beautiful you are, Ulrike.”
“Oh, Han. I-I’m so happy today! I-I never imagined I’d have a wedding like this.”
“From this day forward, I promise to love you and cherish everything you are. I swear that I will be your partner in all things and support you in everything you do,” Han vowed.
“From this day forward, I promise to you and cherish you, to give everything in me to see you succeed. I will support you in any way you need and be your best friend now and forever.” Ulrike leaned forward to softly kiss Han’s cheek.
As she stepped back, the world began to spin around her and she almost fell. “Ulrike!” Han cried out. “Ulrike, are you alright? Let me get you to a doctor!”
“No! No, I’m fine. Please, Han. I want to marry you.”
He swallowed. “Alright, but as soon as we’re done, you need to go to bed!”
“Alright, love. Alright.”
The two finished their vows and became husband and wife.
Rather than kiss his new wife, Han instead pulled Ulrike close for a gentle hug. He was worried for her, but she seemed to so badly want to stay for the wedding.
She stayed for cake, though she had to sit down because she’d gotten dizzy yet again.
After Han and Ulrike had shared their first piece, Ulrike went to go lay down, sighing. She felt bad. Han went with her to tuck her in. He had every intention of letting her rest, but as had already been proven, he had a very hard time denying her anything, so they both changed and celebrated their wedding night.
Where in the Simverse do you think you’re going, Han!?
“I have an appointment… I need to go home, Watcher!”
You just got MARRIED!? You’re going to get yourself killed! Don’t be a fool!
“I have to find out who set me up!” he snarled back. He knew the Watcher couldn’t really stop him, so giving her his most obnoxious grin, he waved good bye as he climbed into his ship.
You idiot! Han, don’t do this! What about Ulrike?!
But he didn’t answer her. The rockets fired and the ship was airborn.
Frantically, the Watcher monitored communications. “-ship, you are not authorized. Turn back or be shot down.” The impersonal voice of the Omega 4’s planetary defense systems made the Watcher growl and utter a few expletives. “Unknown ship, you have been warned!”
“Yeah, yeah.” Han’s voice came out a little different over the radio frequency. “I’m here on business. This is Pr- Whoa! Hey, don’t fire!”
Ugh! Get out of there!
The Watcher heard Han curse a bit in his native tongue, then the radio went dead, static echoing in the quiet. N-no… Han!
Just as she had given up hope, she heard a horrific noise and zoomed back out. The shape that was plummeting back to Earth was recognizable, but only barely. Even as hope flared, the ship was coming in far too fast and it hit the ground with an ear-splitting, earth-rocking impact, pieces of ship and debris flying everywhere!
HAAAANNNNNNN!!! The Watcher screamed his name again, but there was no response except for the crackling of the flames over the shattered hull…
Just as the Watcher was going to have to share the terrible news with Ulrike, there was a bit of a crash and coughing and a shape appeared amongst the wreckage.
“Ugh,” Han groaned as he struggled to pull himself from beneath the debris.
Han! Oh Thank Carl and Metro and Pam! You’re alive! I can’t believe it! Now I’m going to KILL you! You stupid, idiotic-
“Aww, I know you’re happy to see me, Watcher.” He shook himself off and then stood there, looking far too pleased with himself.
You had better not be thinking of returning! Did you learn NOTHING from your last try!?
“Oh, so you’re speaking to me again?” he asked, still concentrating on tightening the rivet he was working on.
I wanted to know how your talk with Ulrike went.
“I’m sure you know very well how it went… she was mad enough that I almost wished the crash had finished me off…” Han sighed. “Look, I know I screwed up, ok? I won’t be trying to go back. We’ll do this your way…”
Good. Is Ulrike still mad at you?
“Yeah… she hasn’t spoken to me since I told her either…”
Ah… well, let me go see how she’s doing.
Ulrike? How are you doing?
Ulrike sat on their bed and then hastily wiped tears away. “I-I… Oh Watcher, what was he thinking?! He-he almost died!”
I know, sweetie. I know. He was foolish. But you know he loves you. I think he’s been punished enough, don’t you?
“I- maybe… I, will you help me with something? I- um… I’m well- late. I was going to take a test. Will you be with me when I take it?”
Of course, Ulrike! You don’t even have to ask. C’mon then. Let’s see.
Ulrike went into the bathroom and grabbed the pregnancy test she’d bought. There was a nervous silence as both she and the Watcher waited. “Watcher, Watcher! Look! It’s positive!”
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I love how you leave it ambiguous as to whether the child is Han’s or could it be a Sixamite?!? Even though we all know it’s Han’s! Lol
And naughty, stupid, insane Han for trying to go back to O4?!?
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Lol, oh it’s Han’s ^^ yeah… Han figured he could handle this exile business on his own…
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