#silver racket

[simspaghetti]

Of course the rest of the Blossom family had to make the move to Twinbrook as well, and they've already got themselves up to all sorts of mischief around town...

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[ommlette-du-plumbob]

Newton was hard at work hunting for a lost family heirloom. When he first got off the plane, he wasn’t thinking “oh boy! time to search dangerous ruins for a stranger’s dumb trinket.” but upon seeing the job posting in the hotel lobby, well...No one could argue with that reward money. So here he was.

But it wasn’t just him here. For an isolated burial mound way off road, this place was oddly popular. Perhaps it wasn’t so surprising: after all, this is where Newton’s client lost his precious baseball. It couldn’t be that desolate if some schmuck with hundreds of simoleans to burn wound up here...with a baseball. It kind of ruined the “indiana jones” vibe Newton had going for himself to see other tourists poking around, though.

Suddenly, after having his head down for at least an hour combing over the bushes, Newton heard a familiar voice threaten,

“You. did not. see me. You don’t remember seeing my face here. In fact, you’re not even sure what I look like. Got it?”

And when he snapped his head back up, totally bewildered, he had to say he agreed! It took him a hot minute to recognize who was getting tough with him! It was none other than Silver Racket. He stiffly nodded, and she made her exit. If she never said anything at all, he’d never know she was here! SHEESH! Guess that’s where Lolly gets it from...

[rosedayvintage-blog]

Tennis Racket Brooch/Pin Silver Hallmarked London 1959. Wimbledon/Tennis collectable. 5cms x 2cms

[livinasimminlife]

1.27 Out of Control (CFT)

Silver came home outraged that Lolly had planned with me instead of her. She threw a temper tantrum in the dining room and knocked over a chair and tore up the paper with our notes. Lolly was upset and stormed off to her room, slamming her door for effect. Silver told me to butt out of her daughter’s life, or there would be blood. I was surprised, especially since this was the first time Lolly and I had really hung out. Silver was jealous, but her behavior was beyond me.

The next morning, I screeched when I turned on the water. Silver had put fruit punch powder in my shower head. I didn’t think she had it in her. I guess she really did mean it when she said there would be blood… at least of the fruity variety. Marigold let me clean off in her bathtub but I was late to work.

Thus began our two weeks of pranking. It started harmlessly like when I put yellow food coloring in her toothpaste. Silver freaked out about her less-than-pearly-whites. She put laxatives in my coffee creamer. Needless to say, I had trouble staying seated at my 10 AM meetings for a week until I figured it out. I reprogrammed her TV to tape hours of Sim-Span instead of her usual soap operas and fashion shows.

She escalated when she threw my classic philosopher books in the swimming pool. I had enough of her childish antics, but I had to retaliate for that. I dumped a few of her favorite shoes in the toilet.

She escalated again when she sent a bouquet of flowers to my department, wrote “To Julienne… we should connect over old times,” and signed Bill’s name… this one Bill took offense to since he’d been home making things up to me, and he said he would retaliate in kind.

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[silver-shortage-in-markarth]

Imagine your OTP has to live with A’s parent(s) over the weekend due to complications in your OTP’s home (pest control just to make sure they don’t have any ants/whatever, etc). A’s parent(s) is/are going out for groceries, date night, whatever. Your OTP decides it’ll be a good time to get it on, so they start to rile each other up. Turns out A’s parent left something and goes back to get it (your OTP’s still fully clothed, don’t worry) and sees B straddling A. There’s an awkward silence until B goes “So…” and their parent kind of looks at them in a blank look and mumbles out, “I kind of figured A’d be on top…” B laughs while A is even more flustered and shouts “S-shut up!” Then the parent laughs and leaves with whatever they were missing. (Bonus: A is the more masculine/bigger/more brash one.) (Bonus 2: if your OTP is a same sex couple.) (Bonus 3: When A’s parents get back, the couch is free, but no one sits there anymore.) (x)

Synopsis: First the Red Roof Inn, now this. 

Note: Some of the dialogue got changed a bit. Also this may be freakishly long.

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"Come right in, Mister Rotter! Don't worry about taking off your shoes: No one in the family adheres to that rule anyway."

"Uh, thanks boss. I wish I hadn't gotten here so late. I'm only here for the weekend anyway, so..." The redhead scratched his arm in a gesture that indicated he didn't want to pester the patriarch for fear of retaliation. "Roommate decided he wanted to get a nursery added on, and apparently, I'd 'interfere with the plans' or some bullshit like that." 

Seeing the grandiose residence the Racket family called home still left Sinbad in awe. He honestly couldn't fathom why Shark would want to leave this place to live with him. 

"Well, now you stay as long as you need to. I certainly appreciate someone in this place who doesn't try to degrade everyone else in some way." Here Dennis made a show of coughing and muttering 'My parents'.

Hearing this, Sinbad looked off to both sides, seeking hide or hair of the elderly Rackets, or anyone for that matter. He then remembered it was nearing ten-thirty at night. 

"Is Shark upstairs? I wanted to let him know I got here all right." Dennis pulled back his jacket sleeve to look at his watch, and nodded. 

"You know sir, I do believe he is. Most likely watching horror movies or those Japanese cartoons he's so fond of. Just try not to wake the others when you go up."

...

Sure enough, Shark was parked in front of the large television, watching a particularly violent-looking anime. He looked and smiled when he saw his boyfriend. 

"Now, I do need to get myself on the road," Dennis said as Sinbad took his own spot on the couch. "The drive there takes longer than I care to say, and I'd like to be there by morning. I trust the two of you will watch the house while I am away?" 

The two nodded. 

"Be careful on the road, Dad," Shark said before briefly directing his attention

Dennis waved his hand dismissively. "Oh, don't you worry about your old man. See you in the morning!"

...

The first few moments after he left, there was silence and watching the show. At one point, Sinbad sidled up to Shark. 

"Hey, Shark," Sinbad said to break an awkward silence, "any of your relatives heavy sleepers?" 

"Um, let me think..." Shark muted the TV, just as an important character was getting killed off. "My grandparents are. And Bill and Lolly snore." 

The brunette then felt a rough tongue slide against his cheek. He couldn't help but shudder at the sensation, in a pleasant way. 

"Wanna help me make my overnight stay fun?" Shark nodded. He turned his head and joined his lips with the redhead's. 

The TV show was forgotten in favor of making out and pawing at each other. Neither of them really noticed Sinbad got pushed onto his back. 

By the time that was noticed, both of them rolled onto the floor. The two of them started giggling, despite the apparent pain Sinbad might've been in. Their fun times came to a halt, however, when Shark's father walked back into the room. 

"Forgot some papers," Denis said to the two younger men on the floor. "Strange, could've sworn Mister Rotter would be on top...Well, see you tomorrow!" 

Shark and Sinbad lay there, still stunned by Dennis' entry. Waiting until he left again, they then broke out into laughter. 

-early the next morning-

"Now, don't you get all sulky, dear. No one said rehab was a dream ride," Dennis said as he led his soon-to-be ex-wife to the front door. 

Silver grumbled something presumably negative and foul, and wandered up the large stairs once they were inside. 

"I suppose I should wake the kids up and tell them the announcements." Dennis motioned for Silver to stand where she was, and took the suitcase she was holding into another room. 

Said awakening of their two children was easy at first. Lolly, though cranky, was up and ready within a few minutes. 

Shark was a bit of a different story. The couch in the room he and Sinbad were in now sat empty. Dennis in fact had to look for them, following the smell of tobacco and occasional discarded clothing article. 

By the time he found the source of the smell, Dennis' arms were full of dirty clothes, much to his displeasure. He shook a hand free and turned the doorknob, preparing himself for the potentially high amount of nudity. 

...

"Er-hem!" Shark and Sinbad were sleeping away when they heard Dennis make himself known. "I do hate to interrupt your snuggle time following your monkey business, but Shark's mother has arrived from rehabilitation." 

Sinbad willed himself to get out of bed, revealing his unclothed glory. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. 

"So did you give her the divorce papers? How'd she take it?" The conversation was interrupted by loud wailing, something being thrown against the wall, and angry declarations that Dennis was an asshole. 

"Not well, I take it," Shark said to Sinbad, while still in bed. He then turned to Dennis and asked, "So who's gonna live where once this is all done with?" 

His father shrugged. "Well, I suppose that bridge shall be crossed upon reaching it. Though, there is a nice house somewhere in town I've had my eye on..." 

"Not in the swamp, right? That place is nastier than shit." Sinbad appeared to speak from experience. 

"Heck, no! I believe it's closer to the theater. It's closer in town, so no need to go so far for the stores." 

The wailing grew louder, as did the vicious insults. Dennis sighed, and shook his head. 

"I suppose now I have to go tell your sister. You've already known for some time now, but her...I can't imagine how she will react." 

-Monday morning-

The house was quiet when Sinbad got back. The white truck was gone, implying its owner had gone to work already. The redhead poked his head into the other room, seeing nothing out of place. 

In fact, that was what bothered him. If Goodwin were truly planning to add onto the house, there were sure to be plans or notes or something. 

Wandering in, Sinbad admired himself at the mirror in the room before snooping. The clothing drawer yielded nothing of importance, and neither did the nightstand. 

Something that did catch Sinbad's interest was an opened box of condoms. Only about half of the box remained unused. 

Under the bed, Sinbad noticed what looked like a pair of sky-print boxer shorts. Goodwin wasn't one to stuff his dirty laundry underneath anything. 

It wasn't even Goodwin's underwear at all. The tag on the inside read "Amy". 

Reading the name reminded Sinbad to go visit his friend sometime in the coming days. He then realized what it meant to find an article of her clothing in Goodwin's room. 

Coming to the possibility that "making plans for a nursery" was in fact an excuse to do something else entirely, the redhead could only say the two words on his mind: 

"...Holy shit." A smug, wicked grin then crossed his face. He put the shorts back where he found them, and made his way to his own room. 

Once there, he dialed Shark's cell phone number, hoping to inform his boyfriend of his illicit findings. 

[maxismightve]

Silver Racket had another reason for marrying her husband Dennis: By the time the wedding happened, she was already pregnant with his child. When it came time for her to give birth, the Racket family used “The baby was premature” as a cover story. Shark himself doesn’t realize there was a chance he could have been illegitimate.