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Pili had a snuggly reunion with his only surviving sibling (in a jungle); Khafre and Nafi were there too, and some rando toddler (that everyone already knows is Anubis). Apparently Khaf was the fellow who saved Pili from extra-death, but locked him up just in case (even though Nafi said not to).
Mosi went for a hike/stalk over to the Blackthorne place to steal something that he seems to think will help him with his Persephone problem (cuz no one else is being helpful GDI); man these kids and their stealing, where did Cassie/Pili go wrong??
Persephone had a fairy meeting with her boys to talk about Anchor stuff. Aries cared. Orion didn’t.
“And you’re sure they’re gone all day?” Artemis asked for the third time, “because this will go tits up in a hurry if they come home and find us here.”
“Um,” Colt’s gaze wandered skyward, as though expecting to hear footsteps, “mostly sure?”
Selene wished her sister was just a little bit nicer to poor Coltsfoot; he’d really gone to a lot of trouble to help them get in here!
“It’s fine, Artie,” Selene tried her best to sound confident, “everyone is at that Faire thing, right Colt?”
“Yes…that was probably today.”
Selene repressed a sigh; he really wasn’t the very best at this sort of thing, but neither was she, so it wasn’t fair to judge, was it?
“Omg,” Artemis made a dash for the nearest bookcase, “better get to work before this ignoramus gets us all caught.”
Selene heard what sounded like feet on a staircase ever so faintly above their heads, “does your Nana have any pets?”
Coltsfoot paled ever so slightly, “we should probably start looking as soon as possible…do you need to borrow a pair of safety gloves?”
“Oh, no thank you,” her eyes darted over the stacks of tomes; more than she’d ever seen in one place!
“Okay, but if you change your mind, I always keep a few spares in my emergency undervest compartment.”
“Oh, Colt, we’ll never be able to check all of these books! It could take all day!” To say she felt a pang of hopelessness was a huge understatement.
“Got what I need; later losers,” Artemis made a beeline for the stairs, treasure in hand.
Selene’s hopelessness flared into panic in an instant, “wait! Artie! Please help me look!”
“You’re fine, you’ve got stunned-wonder there to help; assuming he knows how to read…”
“She doesn’t like me very much, does she?”
“It’s okay, Colt, Artemis doesn’t really like anyone,” Selene pouted, “I guess we’d better get started…”
“Um, uh-oh,” it was hard to tell, but something in how his voice squeaked made Selene really nervous all of a sudden.
“What is it?!”
“There’s someone standing behind me, isn’t there?”
“Hey guysss…so whatcha doin’ in my basement?”
Mosi only barely kept command of his urinary sphincter.
Artemis grinned, “thought I didn’t notice you following us?”
“I, ah, well–“
“You’re stealthy like an elephant, you know; a weird, fly swatting elephant with stupid hair.”
“This is none of your business Artemis! Leave!”
“Ye-ah, I’m going to go with no, and then you’re going to tell me what idiotic scheme that pea brain of yours has cooked up.”
“Or else what?”
“Or else I grab you by the stupid hair and drag you out of here kicking and screaming like a preteen girl?”
“Confound it, Artemis; this is none of your business!”
“It is when I find my moron brother lurking in a witch’s potion storage room; do you even know what half this shit could do to you?” If he didn’t know any better, he’d think she was worried about him.
“You think I want to go back to mom and tell her she’s lost her only dumbass son on top of her husband?”
“I need a romantic lubricant, alright?”
“Er…you need some lube? Dude…you know you can just buy that at a human store right?”
“No! Stars! Why are you so dense!” He groaned.
“Yeah, that’s what it is, I’m dense; you’re the idiot poking around dangerous magical concoctions in the dark looking for lube.”
“Not–” Mosi sighed, “I need the sort used for easing social situations, Artemis–”
“It’s called alcohol; also something you can buy from a human store.”
“Just go!” Mosi felt the last vestiges of his self control slipping away, “I don’t want human items, I want something to help me win my angel’s heart!”
“You mean her pussy,” his sister smirked with her stupid smirky face.
“I would most certainly never presume such a-a…”
“Congrats, Khaf; he’s a fine boy…Horus, though; not a fan of that.”
“Thanks man…er, wasn’t my choice? But it’s great to see her so happy.”
“For a while there I thought she’d lost all her happiness…”
Khafre remembered the pale, withdrawn creature he’d led from the graveyard that was once Sima-Mighdall; disheveled and listless, she had followed him without a single spoken word to the gates of Osiris.
“Raet always did feel everything, but she’s much sturdier than she seems, like mother.”
“I’ll miss her,” Khafre replied, and knew that it was no idle thought; Raet had a way of attaching herself inextricably to one’s heart.
“I’m not going say she’s the greatest love of my life, but I do love her; Persephone loved her too,” and if things had gone differently, they would all still be together, he was certain of that.
“You could stay longer…”
Khafre snorted, “does that make it easier? Seeing them grow up? Lingering over their mothers?” He was fairly certain he already knew the answer, but he felt a cruel urge to hear the other man admit it.
“No,” Pili conceded, “no, it sure doesn’t.”
“Even a free man is a servant to some Goddess or another; me to my Persephone, you to your Bastet…or is it Athena?”
Khafre’s thoughts flitted back to Horus, “I wonder who his Goddess will be.”
“You’re a philosophical little fucker, aren’t you? In modern times we called guys like you “douchebags”…”
‘I’ll miss you too, friend,’ for all that the ex-vampire could be a colossal dick, Pili was easy to like.
“I guess I don’t have to ask you to look after her–” would she even miss him now that her brother was here?
“Just hold up your end of the bargain, hipster, and we’re cool; I gave up a lot to be here, it’d be pretty messed up to try and peace out at this point.”
“Fair enough…should I say goodbye?”
“Do you regret that?” Another question he already knew the answer to.
“Don’t you always regret cowardice?”
“Now who’s a douchebag,” when he’d first learned of the prince’s journey, Khafre had felt a prickling of contempt; what sort of man leaves his woman and children without facing them?
He understood now; if he held them in his arms and told them he was leaving them forever, could he find the strength to let them go? Strangely the understanding of the thing didn’t lessen his contempt for his friend’s decision…or for the one he was about to make.
“Will the kid have any…side effects we need to worry about?” The ex-vampire tried to temper the somber mood with a little levity.
“No, he shouldn’t,” Khafre attempted a smile, “humans reliably breed true; but he might be uncommonly handsome and dashing, of course.”
“She’ll, ah, still need a princess though…”
“Just when I was starting to like you!” There it was again, that clenching in his gut whenever he was reminded of the daunting task ahead of them…is this what mother felt like all those years ago? A small handful of people with the weight of a Goddess’s expectations on their shoulders.
“A shame Anubis isn’t a little older, he turns out pretty well,” truth be told, it was kind of weird seeing his clever, reserved companion of centuries as a wobbly little brat with a snotty nose.
“Hey, give the kid some credit; he might be able to squeeze one in before she closes down the baby shop.”
“Not gonna be able to bank on that,” Pili sighed, “dollars to doughnuts Raet and I will have to do what royal Al Simharans are known for doing…unless I stumble on some random guy somewhere in this Goddess-forsaken jungle.”
“Well, you know, no judgement here…”
“Yeah, no shit Tinkerbell.“
“Is it weird I feel like your mother set it up this way? I mean, honestly, she could have just left things as they were; I wasn’t going anywhere.”
Pili chuckled, “Bastet always did have a bratty side to her sense of humour…she was probably a really shitty Priestess?” Or was this Athena’s doing? Was there even a difference anymore? Didn’t the souls of all Amazon Queens go to join with the Goddess in the afterlife?
Khafre paused on the outer limits of their settlement, “well, this is me.”
“Take it easy, man.”
“Should I say hello to anyone for you?”
“Bro, if I punch you, you realize that it will hurt, right?”
Time, as you may notice, is going a little faster in Simchu Pichu with Pili and Co. than it is with the modern era crew; we’ve already had about a year pass them by in the jungle since last chapter, where as it’s still same day in The Woulding.
Reasons. I has them.
Very Lucky Waterfall Shower: “HAPPY SIMMING!!”
Handshake pose by La Sims Society
Existential Beauty series paintings by augold44
Pile of bones by S�ri
Illuminated Pier by TheJim07
Celestial Collection: Saturn by lunaalexandra24
Back to Hogwarts by Blackgryffin (Bookcase, Book Stacks, Leaning Mirror)
Long Table by HistorySims
Felipe Bedoya paintings by cupcakeonastick
Vintage Wall Clock and Art Deco rugs by nafSims
Modular Hanging Plants by plasticbox
Romantic Paintings Set 1 by Simalicious