Salem: 4.2 “Hottub”

Last time with the Diffys, Salem took over the legacy with a kiss to Maura, which led to Maura breaking up with her gold-digging husband. C.B. and Emily completed their Lifetime Wishes, and Salem got a job.

This time…

Yep, it’s happening.

 Salem: “Hey!”

 Maura: “Hey! Asking me to meet you at this remote desert spot is so romantic! Or some would say creepy, haha.”

 Salem: “It’s not creepy, and I’ll tell you why. This will be our spot from now on. And someday…well, we might just spend a very special day here.”

 Salem: “I’ve just got to make some money so that I can buy a big house. Then you won’t have to live in that house with all your roommates, one of which is Teddy. I mean really, he should have moved out. You were there first.”

 Maura: “Salem, don’t worry! I’m working long days at the hospital, so I hardly see him anyway. And when I do, we exchange insults; it’s really kind of fun.”

 Salem: “Still, the sooner you’re away from him the better.”

What’s that cloud of dust back there?

 Oh, it’s Gilbert Beaker, Maura’s cat.

 Maura: “My father–”

Salem: “Your father?”

 Maura: “Let’s get to that movie.”

Salem: “Good idea.”

 I think Charlene Hurst, Corrine and Vidcund’s daughter, is really cute. Even when scared for her life, she’s still smiling.

 Cinnamon Bun: “Oh…uh…”

 Teddy: “Diffy.”

Cinnamon Bun: “I’m just gonna…”

 Cinnamon Bun: “…fix this gas leak!”

 Maura: “Corrine. She says there has been an outbreak of gas leaks and explosions around town, with one at our house. Your dad is there right now!”

 Maura: “I guess I’m glad I’m not home right now.”

 Salem: “Seeing a movie with me is surely better than a life-threatening disaster, right?”

Maura: “Hmm, I’ll have to think about it.”

Salem: “Maybe this will convince you…”

 I think this would be a foot popping kiss moment.

 Cinnamon Bun: “Finally fixed! And I upgraded it to fireproof. In my profession, losing customers is a good thing.”

 And he continued his gas leak fixes at the Brandt-Grunt house.

Lakeshia: “He saved my unborn child! I must remember to thank that man.”

 C.B. is later awoken by a phone call around 4am.

 It is Lakeshia expressing her gratitude.

Cinnamon Bun: “There really is no need to thank me! I’m just doing my job, which happens to be saving lives.”

He’s too nice to tell her that she interrupted his sleep.

 C.B. trains Salem, fulfilling a want for him and helping Salem’s job performance.

Cinnamon Bun: “Get up! You can do this, don’t slack on me!”

 Cinnamon Bun: “That’s it, Salem!”

 During the training session, Salem pops this want.  😀

 Salem: “…and I love your curly hair, and your blue eyes, and the cute way you insult people…”

 The nuthatch, named Sabrina, died.

 I didn’t know that you could actually…er…see their lifeless bodies.  😦

 Salem: “I’m really trying to make some money so that we can all move somewhere bigger. What do you think?”

Cinnamon Bun: “I think we could pool our money and come up with a nice enough house.”

 Salem: “Gah, if only this town had better real estate. It’d be easier if we didn’t have to build from the ground up!”

 Cinnamon Bun: “Hey don’t worry about it. What’s the rush, anyway?”

Salem: “Nothing, I guess. Still, sooner is better than later. And there’s no way I could ask Maura to move in here.”

Cinnamon Bun: “So this is about Maura…”

 Salem: “Speaking of Maura, she just sent me a text.”

 Salem: “She invited us all for a pool party. Let’s go!”

 Maura: “Teddy, please. I asked you before, just stay out of my party.”

 Maura: “My parents are here, and – ergh – I don’t think they want to see you.”

 Teddy: “You’re asking me to miss seeing your lovely family? And your father interrogating Salem? How could I pass that up?”

 Maura: “If you say a word to Salem–

Teddy: “Whoa there, sweetheart. Are you trying to threaten me? Maybe you’re more like your parents than I thought.”

Maura: “You’re insufferable!”

Loki: *glares*

I’d run, Teddy.

Maura: *sniff* “I’m glad you could make it.”

Salem: “What’s wrong? Do I need to smack someone?”

Emily: “Salem!”

Salem: “Sorry, um, just joking.”

Maura: “It was just a snake; my father already scared it off.”

Maura: “Glad you’re here Mrs. Diffy.”

Emily: “Oh sweetie, you can call me Emily.”

Emily: “I’m so glad you invited us all. Since you and Salem are dating, I’m hoping we might become friends. I’ve lived for so long with only males and it would be a relief to have another woman around.”

Maura: “I can definitely help there. I can’t even imagine; I grew up with three younger sisters and a brother.”

Emily: “Quite a large family.”

Maura: “I got used to it. They did take the attention away from me, and with my parents that can be an advantage.”

Maura: “I hope that you are all right with our situation. If I had known sooner that Salem was interested in me, I wouldn’t have let things go so far with Teddy.”

Emily: “Everyone makes mistakes, Maura. Now is the time to learn from it and focus on the present. If you are now truly devoted to Salem, I have nothing against you.”

Maura: “Thank you, Mrs. Diffy.”

Outside, the interrogation begins.

Loki: “Where do you work? My daughter needs someone who can stand on his own.”

Salem: “I work for, um, The Human Fund.”

Loki: “Oh really? That’s a scam if I’ve ever heard one.”

Salem: “You’re smiling.”

Loki: “I like it. It tells me that you’re determined and you think outside the box.”

Loki: “You seem like someone I could share my mastermind plots with.”

Salem: “Plot away, Mr. Beaker.”

C.B. gets into the pool, which Maura thinks is unacceptable at her party.

Then she face plants into the water.

Maura: “Um, never mind. No harm done, Mr. Diffy.”

 As it is leisure day, the Diffys also want to throw a party, so they have one at the pool.

 Salem: “This party needs drinks.”

Circe: “Wow, only Strangetown’s finest here!”

Circe: “Subject is still wearing that garish mohawk! Erin must not have the gall to tell him how ridiculous he looks. Or that he should change his hairstyle.”

 Maura: “My mother is yelling at and insulting everyone! It’s so embarrassing.”

 Salem: “That happens so often that I don’t think people pay her any attention anymore.”

 Emily: “Of course the second I get in, the hottub must break.”

 Cinnamon Bun: “I’ll get it.”

 Cinnamon Bun: “Just have to take a look here.”

Should you drain it first?

Cinnamon Bun: “Have you ever fixed a hottub? Do you have nine, verging on ten, handiness skill points?”

I’ll just leave you to it.

 Ashley: “Whoa–!”

 Emily: “That looks fun. I’m gonna try diving.”

Cinnamon Bun: “…oh. That doesn’t look right.”

Cinnamon Bun: “My…heart…”

NOOOO! This is all wrong! I need you, Cinnamon Bun!

 Your family needs you!

 Emily: “Now that I’m up here, this is a little scary. Don’t back down. I can do this.”

 Emily: “Oh no! Ashley!”

Will you stop being a goofball, this is a serious moment Emily!

 Bridgette: “Salem, your father!”

Salem: “Is he…?”

Bridgette: “Need a hug?”

Salem: “No!”

 Emily: “What is everyone doing over here?”

 Salem: “Mom…something’s wrong.”

 Ophelia: “The hot tub killed him!!!”

 Salem: *gasp*

 Grim: “Well aren’t you an unhappy bunch. I thought this was a party.”

 Emily: “Maura, there are too many people. What’s happening?”

 Grim: “Cinnamon Bun Diffy has come to an early demise.”

Salem: “No!”

 Maura: “Mrs. Diffy…I’m so sorry, your husband just died.”

 Emily: “What? Of course not! Cinnamon! Come over here and show Maura that you’re alive! I don’t know where you got that idea.”

 Emily: “He’ll be over in a second. There are a lot of people blocking his way.”

Maura: “I don’t think he will; I’m sorry.”

 Salem: *sobs*

Cinnamon Bun: “Hey, everyone out of the way. I need to finish with that hottub.”

 Grim: “Not just yet, Diffy.”

 Grim: “I think you may find that the wrench slips through your transparent hands.”

Cinnamon Bun: “My…transparent…”

 Cinnamon Bun: “Ah! I’m a–I’m not–have I died?”

Grim: “Hahahaha! The astonishment of Sims is amusing.”

 Grim: “Yes, I cannot take you away from your fellow Sims. They are, ah, rolling on the floor laughing right now. That’s a term for overwhelming hilarity, right?”

 Cinnamon Bun: “Sweet!”

Phew.

 Salem: “Huh? Dad?”

Cinnamon Bun: “I feel…energized.”

 Cinnamon Bun: “I think someone called me.”

 Emily: “See? He’s right here!”

Maura: “…”

 Cinnamon Bun: “Whoa, look at what I can do now!”

 Jenny Smith: “Nervous fainted and the hot tub is still broken!”

 Maura: “This is…strange.”

Salem: “I’m glad I’m not the only one thinking that.”

Emily: “Oh, Salem. Don’t be embarrassed of us; we were only kissing.”

Salem: “…”

 Nervous: “Diffy? I really don’t think you should be trying that again.”

Cinnamon Bun: “I know what I’m doing now. Besides, what are the chances–”

 Nervous: “Nobody listens to me.”

 Ashley: “Salem…I think your Simmer hates you.”

Gah, this is…yeah this one is my fault.

 Grim: “Look at that! He should be a comedian!”

 Grim: “Rise, Cinnamon Bun Diffy.”

 Emily: “Why are you here?”

Grim: “Hahaha!”

 Emily: *glares*

Grim: “I was right! You really do provide unending entertainment.”

Cinnamon Bun: “Soo…”

 Emily: “What…what is this? Is Cinnamon dead? My Bunny dead?!”

Cinnamon Bun: “Wow, not so good this time. My body is depleted of energy.”

Grim: “Heh, you become less amusing.”

 Maura: “Wow, this night has just torn at everyone’s emotions. I’m going to leave now before anything else happens.”

Salem: “But I wanted to ask you–!”

Maura: “Ask me tomorrow!”

 After all that, these Sims want drinks.

 Cinnamon Bun: “No one more than me.”

 Salem: “Where did Mom go?”

Cinnamon Bun: “I think she ran home.”

Salem: “Dad, I really don’t think she’s okay. Who would be, after seeing their husband die – twice?”

Cinnamon Bun: “Give her a little time, Salem.”

Salem: “I’m going to talk to her.”

 Salem: “Mom? Where are you?”

Emily: “No talking please! Sorry sweetie, I’m going to bed.”

Cinnamon Bun: “I know you want to help, but she needs time to take in what has happened. If she needed help she would say so.”

Salem: “Hymph. I’m not so sure that she would.”

 Salem: “Mom, wait–please!”

 Salem: “Can I talk to you?”

Emily: “Of course, sweetie.”

 Salem: “Uhh…how are you feeling today?”

 Emily: “I feel fine, energized, plugged in like a computer mouse!”

 Emily: “I feel like I could take on anyone!”

 Emily: “Not to mention draw them a picture of what they’ll get in return if they mess with my family, yes-sirree-bob.”

 Emily: “Have you brushed your teeth today, Salem? Your health is important.”

 Salem: “Mom, I know you’re not fine. What happened at the party yesterday was really messed up! You don’t have to hide what you’re feeling to ‘protect’ me. You can talk about it!”

Emily: “I…there’s really nothing to say. What happened happened, and your father is fine now. Doesn’t seem phased at all, actually.”

Salem: “But that doesn’t mean that you aren’t.”

 Emily: “There is something I’d like to do.”

Salem: “What is it? Please, let me help you.”

Emily: “I want to visit the graveyard.”

Next time: family posing for pictures, Cinnamon Bun throws a party, and will Salem ever get Maura to stay still long enough to propose?!