2. Sound of Music

Happy unfortunately has to redo Ella’s portrait. It’s already looking pretty dark. Seems Happy just likes to take artistic license with his works.

Happy: Father, the voice in my head wants me to get married and have a baby. I’m not sure that’s what I want though. I just want to focus on my art. Couldn’t Cleo carry on the family name instead?

Yensid: Where did we go so wrong with you?

Out of curiosity, I sent Happy to various, heavily populated locations around town and had him “scan room.” He has zero attraction to Every. Single. Person. Not even kidding. He’s not attracted to any Sims at all. Poor guy, he really isn’t interested in romance. Too bad he’s a legacy heir and must give us a child.

Happy: Looking at this old man makes me happy. I shall paint something for him.

If I have to force a marriage on him, the least I can do is marry him off to someone he’s close with, at least platonically. Who better than his childhood friend Lora, who he used to want to marry anyways.

Happy: My friend Lora, out with her father! What a beautiful sight.

Christoff: You think I’ll let you woo my daughter dressed like that?!

Lora: I’ll punch you in the head if you make him change, daddy!

Oh look, she’s insane too. Aren’t they just two peas in a pod.

Lora: I haven’t seen you since I graduated, Happy. How have you been?

Happy: Oh, I’ve been great. I feel like I’ve had an awakening, really.

Christoff: Don’t mind me, just monitoring the direction of this conversation.

Lora: ~grumbles~ Why isn’t he attracted to me?

He’s not attracted to anyone, sweetie.

Happy: Look, Lora. You make me smile, you always have. Even if I’m not interested in romantic stuff with you, that doesn’t mean I don’t still love you. You know?

Lora: I suppose that sounds reasonable.

Happy: So, what do you think? Would you be willing to be the one I start a family with?

Lora: Nothing would make me happier…but I have strong feelings for you, Happy. I have for a while. That’s why Charles and I broke up. It wouldn’t be fair to you to force my feelings on you, but it wouldn’t be fair to me to marry you when I know nothing will happen between us…

Happy: Hey now, I never said nothing would happen.

Happy: I can’t promise I’ll be super affectionate like my parents. That’s just not who I am. But I’ll be a good husband for you. You deserve the best, Lora. You always have.

Lora: Oh, Happy…

Happy: So, Lora Olivia Colby. I have a very important question.

Happy: Will you marry me?

Lora: I’m so sorry, Happy. I can’t today. The moon is in absolutely terrible alignment for a proposal.

Happy: Oh…

Happy: That’s understandable. The moon does control the zombies, after all. We wouldn’t want the zombies to prevent our happiness.

Lora: How can you be so understanding? Be angry that I rejected you!

Lora: Damn that kind, understanding bastard…

Happy: Get home safe, Lora! Love you!

Look at that, she already rides a bike everywhere. She’ll fit right in.

In stark contrast to Happy and his minimal romance, Sid and Ella continue to be all over each other.

Ella: Hello Happy dear. I heard you finally picked your spouse! Are you excited to start a family of your own?

Happy: Lora is pretty great, I guess I’m excited.

Happy: Gross, parents. I’m going to my happy place.

I guess with the amount of PDA he sees, it’s no wonder he’s not super into romance.

Soon enough, it was time for Ella’s transition into elderhood.

She makes a very cute elder.

Although, she’s become much more critical with age.

Ella: You call this garbage my portrait? Do a new one.

Happy: No can do, mother. You’re old now, so this is the portrait you get.

After painting for a while, Happy heads over to the Colby household for a second attempt at proposing.

Lora: You know, it’d be super romantic if you proposed with a song. I’d definitely say yes if you did that.

Happy: I currently have no musical abilities, Lora. I really don’t think you want me to sing.

Luckily, he has other ways of sweeping her off her feet.

Happy: Now that the moon is properly aligned, what do you say to accepting my proposal?

Lora: YES! YES! A thousand times, yes!

Lora: Look at that shiny!

Happy: Only the shiniest for my future bride.

I’m sure their shared insanity will serve this relationship well.

Welcome to the family, Lora!

Lora: Cool, now I get easy access to your hot dad.

Happy: Curse you, father…

Yensid: Why do I sense that my son is angry with me? Is it because I’ve co-opted his easel? He can have it back!

Lora Wedway is an insane, neurotic, heavy sleeping, mooching virtuoso. She wants to be a one-Sim band. She likes Chinese music, veggie rolls, and the color sea foam and she is a Sagittarius.

Happy: Hey, thanks for agreeing to this Lora. Looking at your face makes me really happy.

Lora: Be strong, Lora. Remember, he loves you in his own way.

Honestly, he might be more romantic than he lets on.

Since I tore down the wall between Happy and Cleo’s bedrooms to give our heir a bigger living space, I decided to make a skilling room in the back of the house. All the artistic/musical items this generation might want are there, as well as some items for the next generation.

Lora is quick to jump on the bass. She’s just as dedicated to her skilling as Happy. Hopefully, her passion for music will be able to distract her from her new husband’s disinterest in physical affection.

Happy is thrilled to be done with school obligations, being able to solely dedicate his time to artistic endeavors.

Ella’s finally able to put her mastered cooking skill to use. She makes perfect food every time.

Happy: Thanks for finally making us a homecooked meal, mother. Who knows how the years of eating only raw vegetables and fish over a fire have stunted my growth.

Ella: This soup is made from those same vegetables and fish, dear.

Happy: Oh…

Happy: Parents! Go fornicate somewhere else, this is my private time.

After taking care of his morning business, Happy heads off to city hall to enroll in the self-employed painter career.

Happy: Curse those city employees! They don’t really understand my artistic prowess.

Happy: I scoff at those dogs!

Happy: Time for some stress eating!

*He really does seem to be a stress eater. If he has produce in his inventory and he’s not focused on a task, he will eat. He had three pieces this time, after he’d already had breakfast, so he had the stuffed moodlet for a while. Eventually, I took all the produce and fish away from him.

Happy: Stupid statue! It’s so bland looking, who put this here?!

Happy then heads off to the park for some mingling, where he runs into his childhood friend and his boyfriend.

Happy: Lora! My best buddy!

Lora: Happy, hey! I haven’t seen you in ages!

Leonel: Who’s this homewrecker smiling at my man?

Happy: The stars have aligned for me today, Leo! I still think you’re awesome, don’t get me wrong. But I’m not attracted to you.

Leonel: What are you saying?

Happy: Did you not hear me? We’re breaking up! You’re only a 1/10 in my book, and the voice in my head would never allow me to settle for that!

Leonel: But Happy…what’s changed? I thought we loved each other…

Happy: Nu uh. The voice has spoken. Get out of my sight.

*Poor Leo…I did really like him. He would have made an interesting spouse for Happy. But Happy wants what he wants.

And apparently what he wants is to bob for apples with Blake Grayson. She’s so not an option for you, Happy. She’s as old as your parents.

Happy: I lost…

He really didn’t. He just gave up.

Happy: Stupid Leo, not wanting to be friends with me after I dumped him…

I sent Happy around to various places around town to see if he would find someone he’s interested in.

The only person around Happy’s age at the karaoke club was Anne Song. She’s cute, but her LTW doesn’t fit with this generation at all. Plus, she’s pregnant. She’s a no-go.