Thursday, 19 March 2015

Honeymoon Mixup

Prior to leaving for Shang Simla, Shannon had left an envelope for Sophie and Drea. On the front it read ....

A little gift to the two of you. It's somewhere you (Sophie) have always wanted to go to. Make sure your passports and visas are in order. Everything is all organised. See you when I get back.
Love ... Mum

Excitedly, Sophie ripped open the envelope, expecting tickets, but was left with a cryptic note that simply said ...

Arrive at airport for 2:15 pm. Just bring your passports and luggage.

Sophie frowned. Hmm. Odd? But between her and Drea, they managed to pack a few things for the trip. She'd always dreamed and wished to go to Champs Le Sims. The romance, the culture. The nectar!

Whilst Shannon had been away, they'd been keeping house and ... busying themselves with other ... *ahem* 'pursuits'!


Poor Drea can't even get a minute's peace from working at the potions table, before Sophie is enticing him away for a bit of WooHoo!



The main one was the all in one bathroom. That ... was a firm favourite for this amorous couple. Much to the horror of poor Pat who was forced to watch ... each and every time they disappeared behind that door.


Pat: I hate my life.

Well, Pat. You should have attempted to improve your relationship with Sophie, got yourself humanized and this wouldn't be happening to you now, would it?

Speaking of building relationships .... try as they may, they simply could not break through that shell that timid little Hespa had built around herself. Mealtimes were especially awkward as it always ended up with everyone eating in total and awkward silence. Even with Shannon returned from her trip, things were still fairly tense.


Hespa had gotten herself a job in the Business Park and everyone wanted to know how she was getting on. But ... it was like pulling teeth. They weren't sure whether she was enjoying what she was doing. Or not. She simply clammed up and retreated!

On another note, despite the weather, a Simfest was being held and Sophie wanted to check it out. After all, she wanted to continue her career and needed to know what the competition was like.

It sucked.


The snow was ankle deep and the acts were abysmal. The proprietor had to call the whole thing off because it was becoming too dangerous to perform there. It was a shame Sophie couldn't compete. Simply because she didn't have enough experience under her belt. Soo ... she'll have to live with Sing a Grams for a bit longer.

Anyways, time was moving onwards and soon their impromptu and surprise honeymoon was coming up fast. Excited, they left for the airport, glad to see the back of the horrific weather conditions. Hopped on board the plane ....

.... and ended up in ......

..... Shang Simla.

Both Sophie and Drea's faces fell as they looked at the rugged, mountainous landscape.


Sophie: This .... isn't Champs Le Sims. We haven't even packed for this climate.


Drea: This  ... sucks.
Sophie: Now what?
Drea: Well, we have two options. Stay and make the most of it, or get the first flight home.



Sophie picked up her phone and paused, frowning. The fate of this honeymoon mixup was in her hands.


Two choices. Home or stay?

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