Simasty Episode 3 “Brystle’s Choice”

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Brystle at last made a friend in the Simmington mansion when she met and bonded with Burke’s estranged son Heathen for the first time.

Across town millionaire playboy Seth Dolby arrived back from living the highlife in gambling city Lucky Palms. His amorous rendezvous with DolbyDoh stewardess Minus Manners was interrupted by his uncle Cyril Dolby who convinced him that heiress Fathom Simmington wanted to get back with him. Cyril knows that his nephew has always loved Fathom and his secret plan to get inside information on business rival Burke Simmington’s company is one step closer.

WindenburgSimmington lawyer ,and good friend of Burke, Andre Wayward tried to convince Burke to have Brystle sign a prenuptial agreement prior to the wedding but Burke was having known of it. Andre also presented Burke with a dossier on Brystle which Burke refused to read. Andre secretly plans to get Brystle to sign the agreement with or without Burke’s approval.

Fathom reunited with her brother Heathen and the siblings reminisced about their lives together and where their long absent mother could be…

And on the eve of her wedding Brystle had a meeting with former flame, and current employee of WindenburgSimmington, Mayhew Drysdale. Mayhew declared that he was still in love with her but Brystle could not bring herself to say that she didn’t love him. Now in a state of confusion Brystle must make her choice before her wedding in a few short hours…

And now read on for the next exciting chapter….

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Burke Simmington was in the west wing drawing room of Siloli, his mansion and family home. Preparations for the wedding were well under way and the staff, led by major-domo Joseph Flanders, were seeing to it that the day would go by without a hitch. Mrs Bummerson was preparing a gargantuan banquet, Nannette Bobbins was organising the flowers and assisting Brystle with her dress. Joseph would be taking care of every other detail and orchestrating the rest of the help at Siloli. Now that the wedding was taken care of, Burke was spending some moments contemplating the mega deal that his company, WindenburgSimmington, had just completed with the government of Shang Simla for the South Simla Sea leases. This contract would allow Burke’s tankers to pass through the waters of Shang Simla but had come at multi-million Simoleon cost. There was a lot hinging on the success of this deal, one wrong move and it could be disastrous for the company…

Burke shuddered at the thought and poured himself a drink. As he was doing that he heard the sound of soft footsteps approaching from behind. A scent of  sweet fragrant  men’s cologne filled the air. Burke knew it to be his son, Heathen. 12-05-18_4-33-16 PM12-05-18_4-34-30 PM11-26-18_9-49-55 PM11-26-18_9-50-34 PM11-26-18_9-50-12 PM11-26-18_9-49-26 PM

Burke considered this for a moment. He didn’t want to be too hard on the boy. Yes he had made mistakes in the past but he had come here in an effort to reconcile. Burke softened a little and guided his son to the nearest couch. 11-26-18_9-51-03 PM11-26-18_9-51-40 PM11-26-18_9-51-50 PM

Heathen sighed, this was not going well. It didn’t take much for his father to get so irate with him. Yes he had written a non too flattering biopic of his father a few years back but Heathen thought Burke would have forgiven, if not forgotten, him for that. It was the fallout from that character assassinating book that had resulted in Heathen departing Siloli mansion and making his own way in San Myshuno city. 

A momentary silence passed between father and son before Burke spoke again. 11-26-18_9-52-08 PM11-26-18_9-54-56 PM11-26-18_9-55-00 PMHeathen had always suspected his father did not approve of his attraction to male Sims and this just proved it. O.k. there had been several men in and out of his life whilst living in the city but so what? Heathen was absolutely comfortable with who he was as a fabulous Sim and he would not allow himself to be hurt by his father anymore. Without shouting or getting angry Heathen spoke with gentle authority. 11-26-18_9-51-12 PM11-26-18_9-46-45 PMWith that Heathen triumphantly left the room. At that moment Burke never felt so proud of his son as he did right now. No longer was he the meek and timid little boy he remembered but a strong, independent and fabulous adult.

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Further down the corridor Andre Wayward had been just about to leave when he met Brystle as she arrived home form her meeting with Mayhew in the park. Andre decided to seize his chance about getting Brystle to sign the prenuptial and guided her quickly back into Burke’s study. 11-05-18_9-10-22 PM11-05-18_9-10-33 PM11-05-18_9-11-53 PM11-05-18_9-11-37 PM11-05-18_9-10-48 PM

The money did not matter to Brystle, Burke surely knew that. So why was he getting his lawyer to force her to sign this prenup? Brystle shrugged her shoulders and signed the first screen. Andre smiled as she did this and he tapped with his well manicured fingernails each screen that came up with lines and lines of legal information. Brystle didn’t care at all. She came into Burke’s life with nothing and if she had to, she would leave with nothing too.

Fifteen minutes later they were done. Brystle gave Andre an icy stare before leaving the study and going her room. This had been one heck of a day. 11-05-18_9-13-11 PM11-05-18_9-13-22 PM_jpg_pxznyoe_partial

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Before dinner was served Brystle had had a change of clothes and was catching up on some alone time in one of the sitting rooms of Siloli. Her earlier meeting with Mayhew had made her realise that she was having conflicting thoughts about her feelings. She was torn between two men. One was Burke her fiancé and the love of her life. The other was Mayhew, her former lover with thighs that could crush walnuts. She always believed her feelings for Mayhew were through but seeing him again earlier in those tight shorts had gotten her all a quiver.

It was whilst having these salacious thoughts about the part of Mayhew’s body betwixt his hips and knees that Fathom strutted into the room with a smirk on her face. Brystle had been expecting this. Earlier that morning in the hallway Fathom had remarked she would be catching up with Brystle that evening. It looked like this was the time.

Fathom took the couch facing Brystle and regarded her the way a cat would a mouse. 11-07-18_9-43-06 PM11-07-18_9-44-14 PM11-07-18_9-44-43 PM

Brystle rolled her eyes and shook her head. Fathom was being impossible as usual. 11-07-18_9-46-34 PM

Fathom could see that Brystle was not going to listen but she continued on anyway. Her devil-may-care attitude gave her the courage in life to say things that she perhaps shouldn’t. 11-07-18_9-44-56 PM (1)11-07-18_9-47-44 PM

Fathom could see from the look on Brystle’s face that she was right. Andre had approached her to sign a prenup. She decided to move in for the kill…11-07-18_9-48-37 PM11-07-18_9-47-56 PM

There it was , murder! This was what Fathom had resorted to, claiming her father had murdered her mother and some of his other girlfriends and Brystle was furious. She knew it to be utter trash, a horror story in a last ditch attempt to frighten her off. Well Brystle was not having it and wasn’t going to hold back from telling Fathom so. 11-07-18_9-46-34 PM (1)11-07-18_9-47-05 PM

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For once Fathom was lost for words. She hadn’t expected Brystle to bite back like that as normally she was too delicate and Fathom believed her to have no back bone. Would she tell her father? Fathom could not tell. Instead she gave a smirk and then left the room. 11-07-18_9-50-03 PM

Brystle sat back and let out a sigh. Fathom was hard work but she felt she had won this battle, if not the war. Somehow she got the feeling that Fathom’s next attack would be stronger. Brystle didn’t have to wait long. Half an hour later as she was getting dressed in her evening attire for dinner Fathom barged into her room without knocking and round two commenced….11-04-18_5-32-13 PM11-04-18_5-34-02 PM11-04-18_5-36-37 PM11-04-18_5-35-54 PM

Brystle could not believe her ears! Fathom was actually prepared to buy her off. This cheap insult infuriated Brystle and she exploded in anger. Not literally of course but she had few choice words to say to her future step daughter. 11-04-18_5-38-03 PM11-04-18_5-38-15 PM (1) (1)

By now both women were at boiling point and Fathom took a step forward jabbing her finger at her future step mother. 11-04-18_5-35-00 PM11-04-18_5-35-07 PM

Brystle raised her hand as she prepared to slap Fathom across the face. She was so incensed with rage now. First she had been bribed to leave and now there were accusations that she was fake. But she took a deep breath and lowered her hand. She could not bring her self to hit Burke’s daughter despite feeling the overwhelming urge to do so. Instead she yelled at Fathom to leave. 11-04-18_5-38-32 PM

Fathom took another step closer and with her face a snarl she hissed in Brystle’s face. 11-04-18_5-39-04 PM

After Fathom left the bedroom, Brystle was overcome with emotion. She quickly crumpled into tears. Her sobbing filled the room and her crystal tears fell heavily to the floor. 11-04-18_5-42-47 PM (1)

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A weary Mayhew Drysdale shut down his computer for the night and stretched his arms above his head. He had returned from his early evening rendezvous with Brystle and continued with some reports he had to write up in his role as business executive at WindenburgSimmington. Recently he had earned a huge promotion at the company, bypassing several rungs of the career ladder. Mayhew, whilst being a conscientious worker, found it incredible he had been promoted to such a high level.  But with the promotion came a tonne of more work leaving Mayhew exhausted most nights.

He left his study and checked in his sleeping daughter Mimsy. Mayhew smiled as he tucked her in for the night. She meant the world to him. 12-12-18_9-30-47 PM

Mayhew quietly left the room and went through to the kitchen. It was late but he still felt the need for a coffee. As he was brewing it his mother, who had recently decided to move in with her son, joined him in the kitchen. 12-12-18_9-33-34 PM

Mother Drysdale, as she liked to be called, was very protective of both her son and grand-daughter. That level of protectiveness however did not extend to her daughter-in-law. She felt Malaudia to be the wrong match for Mayhew from the very start of the marriage. Years later and after Malaudia’s multiple stays in a simitarium Mother Drysdale felt she had been right all along. The fatigue etched on her son’s face confirmed this. 

Mayhew sat beside his mother at the kitchen island and sighed. 12-12-18_9-34-10 PM

Mother Drysdale could see her son was no longer happy or in love with Malaudia. It was time to make her feelings known about the woman. 12-12-18_9-34-45 PM12-12-18_9-34-40 PM12-12-18_9-34-36 PM12-12-18_9-34-28 PM

Mayhew pondered on this for a moment. Whilst he would never leave Malaudia to rot in the simitarium there was no denying that he no longer was in love with his wife. But what to do about it? 

Mayhew bid his mother goodnight and went off to bed leaving the elder Sim alone with her wicked thoughts…12-12-18_9-36-21 PM12-12-18_9-36-12 PM

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Burke, Brystle, Fathom and Heathen had gathered for dinner in the grand dining room of Siloli mansion. Both the Simmington siblings were in good form with Heathen laughing and joking while his sister had a mischievous glint in her eye. Brystle looked like her mind was elsewhere. Burke was happy to see everyone seated around the table for the first time. 11-26-18_9-22-30 PM11-26-18_9-30-48 PM11-26-18_9-24-34 PM

Heathen sensed that Fathom was itching to pick on Brystle so he quickly moved to diplomatically ease the situation. 11-26-18_9-31-03 PM

Fathom continued smirking and Heathen knew his sister was far from done. 11-26-18_9-23-34 PM11-26-18_9-22-09 PM

Burke could see his wife-to-be was visibly uncomfortable and therefore decided to reign his daughter in. 11-26-18_9-20-21 PM11-26-18_9-21-42 PM11-26-18_9-35-48 PM

Just then Joseph Flanders, the major-domo of Siloli, entered the dining-room and made his way over to Burke. 11-26-18_9-28-05 PM11-26-18_9-30-18 PM

Joseph nodded and went to pour some of the finest nectar a Sim could by. As he passed Brystle, and being a snobby Sim, he couldn’t let an opportunity go by to subtlety test her lack of knowledge of the finer things in life. 11-26-18_9-34-40 PM (1)

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Brystle abruptly stood up and excused herself from the table. 

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As Brystle made her exit Fathom seemed to delight in it. 11-26-18_9-39-10 PM

And at this point Burke slammed his fist onto the table. 11-26-18_9-39-45 PM

Burke got up and went after Brystle. Fathom merely shrugged her shoulders. Heathen couldn’t help but notice a sly smirk from Joseph to Fathom and he made a note of this. Outside Brystle hurried along the corridor as Burke came after her. 11-26-18_9-38-44 PM11-26-18_9-40-39 PM11-26-18_9-41-41 PM

Brystle decided to be honest with Burke about her thoughts on Fathom. 11-26-18_9-41-39 PM11-26-18_9-42-37 PM

But right now she was having serious doubts….

And so late that night as the household fell quiet, Brystle was alone in her bedroom. Burke was sleeping in a separate room as it was only proper to do so the night before the wedding. Brystle was about to go to bed when her phone rang. She recognised the number thought it wasn’t saved on her phone. It was Mayhew. She was in two minds as to whether to answer it or not but there was a voice inside her telling her she needed to hear Mayhew’s voice again. She pressed accept on the phone. At first the there was a bunch of static white noise coming through before a clicking noise and then at last she heard his voice. 12-16-18_1-20-21 PM

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It felt such a huge relief to finally admit that to Mayhew and the pair continued talking. 

Unbeknownst to Brystle, there was a reason for the static noise and clicking she heard when she answered her phone. That reason was because there was someone listening in on her conversation from another room in the house…12-16-18_1-36-04 PM

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3 thoughts on “Simasty Episode 3 “Brystle’s Choice”

  1. Fathom and Mother Drysdale could make an excellent team.
    Your Sims have so much character – You really get their personalities out well when writing.


    1. Thank you so much! I’m glad you are enjoying it and that the characters are coming alive for you. Your site has been a huge influence and keeps inspiring me to continue doing this so thank you again. 😁
      As for Fathom and Mother Drysdale, that’s an interesting idea so watch this space!

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      1. Aw, really? Thank You – that’s the highest praise possible in my book – to have inspired someone ❤
        Keep up the fabulous work!

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