Mitchell Kalani wasn't exactly the hardest worker in the world. In fact, the word 'lazy' might be a more appropriate fit for him. He liked to think that becoming a father had changed him for the better: He wanted to be a good example for his son, and be a provider for his family. A strange determination filled him: he would give Astrid the wedding she deserved!
She left for work soon after their conversation, and for a soon-to-be-married couple, the two didn't spend much time together - Astrid typically worked 12-5, and presently, he was working 5-11. (It worked well for childcare, if nothing else).
So after she left that morning, he set his mind to trying to figure out what he could do to come up with the funds. Everything was already in place for him to get a promotion that evening, so the next best thing he could think of was, well, digging in the dirt. It wouldn't be much, but a handful of fossils and collectables could pay for an arch and maybe a few chairs.
So after she left that morning, he set his mind to trying to figure out what he could do to come up with the funds. Everything was already in place for him to get a promotion that evening, so the next best thing he could think of was, well, digging in the dirt. It wouldn't be much, but a handful of fossils and collectables could pay for an arch and maybe a few chairs.
He couldn't stray too far from home, as he didn't want to leave Bjoern unsupervised, but he did his best and did manage to come up with three MySims dolls, two fossils and a diamond to sell.
Confident he had done what he could around the house, he spent the rest of the day ensuring he would be in the perfect mood to guarantee himself a promotion.
Astrid, meanwhile, had the whole paying for a wedding thing in the bag.
She loved Mitchell, absolutely, and his loyalty to her was cute and all, but she was also used to taking care of herself. She had gotten this far on her own, after all. If she had learned one thing from her sisters, it was that a woman could get whatever she wanted or needed on her own - she didn't need the help of any man.
Of course, having them around didn't hurt any now, did it?
Of course, having them around didn't hurt any now, did it?
And she could, of course, try to pull this thing off as cheaply as possible. She would probably have to hire a musician and a mixologist - that much she had resigned herself to, but she'd picked up a few cooking skill points over the last little while, so the catering she could certainly do herself. A quick swig of a sleep replacement potion and Astrid was ready to spend all night preparing food and painting pictures.
By the time Mitchell got home from work with his promotion to Opening Act, they had a cake and a party-sized serving of Pan Fried Tilapia stored away in the inventory for the wedding, and a serving of French Toast in the fridge so that the guests could help themselves. They also had about 5 grand in reserve - sure, the house needed work - Bjoren would be aging up later that afternoon and would need a bedroom and Astrid still wanted a kitchen table sooner rather than later - but today, she was getting married.
And so an arch, a bar and some seating were delivered by a rental company - they would all be returned before sundown - the house sorely needed some work and while these were nice things, they certainly weren't necessities.
And so Astrid ordered up a wedding.
"Astrid," Mitchell fumbled. "Y-you look stunning!"
Astrid laughed.
"You're not so bad yourself, handsome. I can't believe we managed to pull this off."
Mitchell smiled.
"You're not so bad yourself, handsome. I can't believe we managed to pull this off."
Mitchell smiled.
"Who would I be trying to kid if I pretended you hadn't done all the work? You're amazing, Astrid."
"Can I tell you a secret?" she asked, her voice barely audible.
"Anything," he replied.
"I would have been happy to elope, quite honestly," she whispered. "I don't really care about the big, fancy shindig. I only wanted it for the points."
"Anything," he replied.
"I would have been happy to elope, quite honestly," she whispered. "I don't really care about the big, fancy shindig. I only wanted it for the points."
"You're terrible."
"I love you too," she said.
"I love you too," she said.
"I, Astrid Runa Childer, do promise to take you, Mitchell Christopher Kalani, to be my lawfully wedded husband. From this day forward bound by this sacrament to put up with all of my crazy antics, for better or for worse, until death do us part."
"Wait, what?" Mitchell stammered.
"Wait, what?" Mitchell stammered.
"Now we're married. So shut up and kiss me."
Unlike in some challenges, the legacy challenge allows you to count bronze and silver medaled parties towards your score. Having said that, Astrid figured a wedding party was easy enough to earn gold on, and anyways, what was the point if you weren't in it to win it?
She supposed that was her motivation: making the most of her current situation. Sure, starting a legacy hadn't always been her dream - rather the opposite. But whether she wanted to be here or not, she would see it through for as long as she could.
Even if it meant staying up all night the night before only to fall asleep during her own wedding party. That she fell asleep during the party didn't quite matter, only that she got a gold medal for the social event she had planned.
Mitchell and his 'bros' were able to see to that quite easily.
In fact the party was such a success and everyone had such a good time that Mitchell called it a day three hours early and was still able to claim full points for the event - and go to work on time.
In fact the party was such a success and everyone had such a good time that Mitchell called it a day three hours early and was still able to claim full points for the event - and go to work on time.
"I knew we could do it, Bjoern," Astrid told her son that evening, once she had recovered from the day. "In fact, I'm very proud of your Daddy right now. Sure, he didn't do much, but he did try to help and that's what's important. And now you're nearly ready to take on the world, and you can do that knowing that though you may not have much, you're a Childer and you can do anything you put your mind to."
"Awesome," said Bjoern as the sparkles faded. "I think I'm going to start by making friends with everyone in town! Also, I don't suppose you could fix that computer, could you Mom? That beeping is getting incredibly annoying, and I wanna play a video game!"