1.05: Say Hello to Mr. and Mrs. Rampart

Author’s Note: Apologies for the delay in a reply guys.  NaNoWriMo has started with vengeance, though I surprised myself today by writing a whopping 6400 words for the first day, so I’m super psyched.  I definitely plan on updating this story from time to time, but honestly, it probably will only be once a week or so, unless I really need a break from my novel.  I hope you guys enjoy and if anyone has any questions about Nano, don’t hesitate to ask!

Camron had a plate of food in front of him as he sat in the nice armchair that Mulan had gotten as a reward from her job.  “Hey love?” he asked, looking over toward her.  “Where do you think we should get married?”

 

Before Mulan could voice her opinion, there was a decided interruption.

Wolf: Don’t you guys worry about that.  I’ll take care of that.

“Hey!” Mulan objected, “don’t we get a say in where we get married?”

Wolf: What better place than getting married at the park where the love of your life proposed to you, hm?

“Oh… well, then.  Yes, I guess that works,” Mulan muttered sheepishly, grinning over at Camron.

He returned it, then looked at his watch.  “You have to leave for work soon, don’t ya babe?”

Mulan sighed.  “Yeah, I do.”

Wolf: Good, Camron and I will have a surprise for you when you get home, dear.  So enjoy work.

Mulan froze; she had been going to stand up.  Now she was halfway out of the desk chair, halfway not.  “I… should I be scared by this?”

Wolf: *laughs evilly* I don’t know, should you be?

Camron rolled his eyes.  “C’mon Wolf.”  He went to his fiancé.  “Don’t worry, it’s a good surprise, ok.  Just enjoy your day at work.”  Mulan gave him a tender kiss, then leaned close to whisper something into his ear.  He laughed.  “Hm, I’ll hold you to that.  Go on now, I’ll make sure Wolf behave herself.”

Wolf: Hey!  I behave myself… really… I do… Ok, ok.  Don’t worry, you’ll like it, I promise.

Mulan left, leaving Camron alone with Wolf.  “Ok, so I’ll just go over here, ok?  It won’t take long, right?”

Wolf: Not so you’d notice, she muttered.

The next thing Camron knew, the lot had been transformed a bit.  His eyes widened.  “Whoa!  That was fast!”  He and Mulan finally had a house… of sorts.

 

Camron frowned a little.  “No paint, or windows?”

Wolf: How many times do we have to go over this?  Your prices here are ridiculous!  So now, there’s no paint, no windows.  And I don’t want to hear anything about the fact that the house looks like a construction zone.  As you guys make more money, we’ll decorate more, alright?

Camron held up his hand.  “Ok, ok.  Yeesh.  Sorry I said anything.”  He put his hand on the doorknob tentatively and opened it up.  He was actually pleasantly surprised.  There was an actual kitchen at the back of the house, complete with fridge, stove, the counters that he’d gotten from work.  Even the coffee pot he’d won at a raffle there sat on one of the counters.  Mulan’s desk and computer sat to the right of the door and just as they entered, there was an actual couch with a coffee table and TV.  Camron explored the two doors, one on each side.  One was their bedroom with just the bed there, the other was their bathroom which now had a sink, which was nice.

 

Camron settled down in front of the TV.  He hadn’t gotten to see a game in a while.  “Not bad at all,” he murmured.


 

 

By the time Mulan came home from work, she was exhausted.  It had been a very trying day.  When she got home, she froze, afraid she had come to the wrong place at first.  She looked around, bleary-eyed and confused.

 

“Uh, Wolf?” she called tentatively.

Wolf: Yes, this is the surprise.  You have a house now.  I know, it needs paint and windows, but this is what ya got for now, until we get a bit more money.  But first, take a shower, then go to bed.  You looked wrecked.

Mulan just nodded dumbly.  She couldn’t quite appreciate their new house just yet.  She had barely gotten out of the shower when she passed out on the way to bed!

 

Camron froze on the couch.  “I-is she ok?”

Wolf: Yeah, give her a moment.  Yup, there she goes.  Huh… I’m pretty sure she’s sleep walking at this point.  Let her get a bit of sleep, she’ll be fine.  It’s time for you to head to work anyway, Camron.  Don’t worry, I’ll look after Mulan.

He left, albeit reluctantly.  He wasn’t sure about leaving his future wife with just Wolf, but he didn’t think the Watcher had any ill intentions for Mulan.  She WAS the founder, after all.  That got him to thinking.  He was only the founder’s spouse.  Did that mean…

Wolf: Oh stop!  I get too attached to you guys to really hurt you.  Don’t worry, you and Mulan are completely safe, I promise.  Now, get a move on!


 

 

The next few days went fairly well.  It was certainly a relief to Mulan and Camron to have walls around them and a roof over their head.  Camron practiced his cooking skills…

 

He’d bring Mulan some of his pancakes.  They were quite good and they both seemed to love them.

 

When they weren’t at work or working on skills for work, they enjoyed spending some quality time together watching a little TV.  Mulan wasn’t much for sports, but she enjoyed watching Camron’s reactions during the games.  He wasn’t a very volatile man… until it came to sports that is.  Then he spent a lot of time with his head in his hands.

 

But something about this side of Camron brought out Mulan’s competitive nature and she liked to root for the team that was planning against Camron’s.  It made for some interesting nights.

 

They were both doing fairly well in their chosen careers as well.  Mulan received a few nice pieces to decorate their walls with and Camron was given a very nice island set, plus a sink.

 

Mulan was also becoming quite the handy-woman around the house as well.  Because Camron tended to work such late shifts, when something broke, Mulan fixed it.  Things like the computer and the stove were difficult, but she managed to do it without getting shocked.

 

When household chores weren’t being done, they did what a couple waiting for their wedding often did… made out at every opportunity.

 

They spent every moment that they possibly could together in fact.  Whether eating, or just enjoying what time they had together.


 

 

Finally, it was time for their big day.  One of the reasons the house hadn’t been decorated inside yet was because Camron wanted to give Mulan a real wedding.  It was true that she wouldn’t mind eloping.  But he wanted more than that for her.  She deserved a real wedding and he was bound and determined to give it her.  So on a balmy Wednesday evening, with both of them having that night and the next off, they dressed in their finery and went to the park.  Wolf had been as good as her word about making sure everything was in readiness for the big day.  There was a wedding arch complete with a full complement of chairs, a bar and kitchen area for a caterer and mixologist to use, and of course, there was just the gorgeous scenery of the park itself.

They stood under the arch next to the little pond.  Camron held Mulan’s hands within his own as he looked into her eyes.  There they exchanged their vows.

 

Camron went first.  “I swear that for the rest of my life, I will do everything in my power to make you happy, Mulan Rampart.  I will raise our children with you, grow old with you, be your best friend until Grim sees fit to take me away.”

Mulan had to wipe away a couple tears as she spoke her vows.  “I swear that for the rest of my life, I will be your best friend, I will share all the hurts, and all the good things in life, raise our children, and grow old with you until Grim or high water.”

Then it was time for them to share their first kiss as man and wife.

 

As Mulan moved off to get their slice of wedding cake to share, she turned and blew her new husband a kiss.  He caught it, a perfectly sappy expression on his face.

 

They shared their first piece of cake together and then they packaged it up to freeze for later.

 

Then it was time for home.  Here is a picture of Mr. and Mrs. Rampart discussing something very important to a legacy.  The readers will most likely be able to tell what it is.  But that’s for next time!

 

Congratulations Mulan and Camron!

1.04: An Unforgettable Date in the Park

Mulan sat on her bed, reading.  Camron was next to her, munching on a bit of scrambled eggs and toast.  He’d have to leave for work soon.  He was still working the late shift at the diner.  “Our next day off, we should go on a date,” Camron said, chewing his food thoughtfully.

 

“A date?” Mulan looked up from her book, an intrigued expression on her face.  “Yeah, I like that idea.  You have tomorrow night off right?  I have tomorrow off and won’t have to go in until 10 am.  Will tomorrow night work?”

He grinned and stood up, nodding.  “You bet.”

Mulan stood up, too.  She gave Camron a hug and a quick kiss.  He lingered, not heading to work quite yet.  He brought his hand up to gently brush the backs of his fingers over her cheek.  “You’re so beautiful, ya know that?  Inside and out.”

 

Her heart melted on the spot; she had to swallow past the lump in her throat as moisture pricked the corner of her eyes.  He always seemed to know what to say.  She was the writer of the two of them, but Camron was definitely no slouch when it came to words and how to use them.  Before she could think of a coherent reply, he kissed her cheek and headed off to work.  She watched him leave, sighing softly.  Unable to stop grinning, Mulan sat at her computer to work on her latest novel.


 

The next morning, Camron came home to find Mulan already getting up.  He grinned at her, just drinking her in.

 

“Morning beautiful,” he murmured.

“Hey handsome,” she returned.  They were in one another’s arms in an instant, kissing tenderly.

 

“That’s quite the welcome home,” he murmured in her ear after the kiss ended, though he still held her in his arms.

The corners of her mouth turned up in a grin.  “I stayed up so we could go to bed together.  Do you mind?”

“What kind of a man would I be if I said no to that?  Especially after such a welcome, hm?” he asked, pretending to take a little nip at the tip of her nose.  “Besides, I’d like to see you try to get away from me after we lay down.”  Mulan laughed.  Camron changed and the two of them hopped into bed.

 

Mid-afternoon saw them both dressed.  While Mulan worked on a few household chores (namely, cleaning their toilet and shower), Camron prepared a bit of food.

 

After he found Mulan fixing the sink that sprang a leak-

 

Camron shook his head.  “I could have done that, love.”

Mulan shrugged.  “It didn’t take me long.”

He just chuckled, taking one of her hands in his.  “Alright.  Are you ready to leave then?”

 

She nodded.  “So, where are we going for our date?” she asked him curiously.  He hadn’t been very forthcoming with the details.  She was trying hard not to act like a kid at Christmas, trying to pry his secret from him, but it was difficult.

It was only made more so when he grinned and winked at her.  “You’ll find out when we get there.”  He took her hand in his.  “C’mon, I think a nice walk will do us both good.”  Mulan succumbed to the excitement of looking forward to whatever surprise that Camron had concocted and she squeezed his hand as they strolled out into the neighborhood.

As they walked, Mulan rested her head on Camron’s shoulder.  She let out a sigh.  “It’s a beautiful evening, isn’t it?”

“Hm?” he murmured.  His attention had been on her.  He looked around a bit.  “Yeah, yeah it is.”  The truth was, he was nervous.  He was amazed his hands weren’t bathed with sweat.  The object in his pocket felt heavy.  He was so lost in thought that he barely spoke until they reached Magnolia Blossom Park in the center of town.  “Here we are,” he murmured.

Mulan was intrigued.  She hadn’t explored much of the town, certainly not the park.  It was a pretty place, with a peaceful air at this time in the evening.

 

“It’s beautiful here,” she breathed.  Camron swallowed and had to let out a quick breath before leading her to a bench.

“Why don’t we have a seat here, just take it all in for a minute, huh?”

Mulan was only too happy to comply, following after him.  She sat down next to him, looking into his eyes.  “Thank you.  It’s nice to get away from home for a bit.  This was a great idea.”

 

He grinned.  “Yeah, I thought so,” he teased.  “Thought we could both use a bit of time out, getting some fresh air.”  He put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close.  He pressed a soft kiss to her hair.  “Hey, why don’t we go check out the fountain?”

Her brow furrowed.  “The fountain?”  Her eyes narrowed a bit and she shifted to really look at him for a moment.

 

“What are you up to?” she asked suspiciously as he helped her up.

“Just this.”  He pulled her to him, twirled her around a bit and then dipped her down, his lips over hers.

 

Fireworks exploded in Mulan’s brain at the kiss and her toes curled up.  It was a darn good thing that Camron had a secure hold on her because she very much doubted her legs would have been able to hold her.  When Camron righted her, she leaned against him for a long moment, trying to catch her breath.  “W-wow,” was all she could say.

Camron grinned and pressed a kiss to her forehead.  “I’ll take that as a compliment,” he murmured.  Slowly, he led her to the fountain.  She still seemed dazed because when he released her hand, she stood there, swaying on her feet a bit.

 

Wolf: That must have been one brilliant kiss, there Camron.

“Whoa!  Crimeny, Wolf… must you do that?” he grumbled out of the side of his mouth, hoping Mulan wasn’t hearing this.  “Thought you said you were gonna be scarce for a while.  You promised!”

Wolf: Relax, relax.  Just wanted to compliment you on your choice of venue.  I’ll leave ya alone now.  Go get ‘er, tiger!

Camron had to let loose another breath.  Oh boy…

Steeling himself and slipping his hand into his pocket, he fingered the little box that resided in there.  He felt Mulan’s presence right next to him.  Pulling in another quick breath, he turned around and got down on knee, something hidden in his hands.

 

Mulan could only stare at him, stupefied for a moment.  Her brain wasn’t quite registering what she was seeing yet.  “Mulan Rampart,” Camron murmured, looking up into her eyes.  “It has been my honor to share the last few weeks with you.  I want to share the rest of our lives together.”  He had to gulp in air quickly.  “W-would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

 

“O-oh, Camron,” she whispered, her voice cracking even as tears gathered in the corners of her eyes.  She had automatically brought a hand up to her chest in surprise and shock.

 

“I love you, Mulan.  Make me the happiest man in the world and say yes.”

 

“Yes,” she whispered.  “Of course, yes!”

Camron slid the ring onto her finger, his own hands barely able to hold steady.  Mulan held her hand up, admiring it as it flashed on her finger.

 

Then she threw her arms around him and the next thing he knew, she’d leapt straight into his arms.  He held her and just gazed into her eyes, lost in their cool blue depths.  “I love you, Mulan.”

“I love you, too, Camron.”

“Are you ready to build that legacy now?”

“With you?  Of course.”

“Let’s go home, then.”  Camron refused to put Mulan down; he insisted upon carrying her all the way home.

Wolf: *lips curl into a grin* Thatta boy.  She was proud of her Sims.