Cassandra Goth's Pee Wee Soccer Team is composed mostly of orphans from the SimVille Orphanage, which is run by Father O'Sim. Cassandra doesn't really like associating with these lesser children, but endures it because her father finds it is good P.R.
"Ha, ha. I have parents and you don't. Na na na boo boo."
While the children are practicing outside, Bella seeks solace from her stalwart and sympathetic friend.
"Ah, my dear Bella, come in, come in. It's always good to see you. But what's this? You look upset, child? Whatever is the matter? Wait, let me guess. You and Mortimer have had another quarrel, haven't you?"
"Oh, Father!" Bella sank into his welcoming arms and sobbed her heart out. After a few minutes of nothing but tears, she was finally able to gain her composure back. "It just..sniff..it's like I can't do anything right for him anymore. Nothing I do or say satisfies him. This morning accused me of being a bad parent!"
"Why, that's nonsense! You're one of the best mothers I know. Look what you do not only for your own daughter, but the poor orphans I care for. They wouldn't have soccer uniforms if not for your fundraising. No, Bella, don't you think for a second you're a bad mother."
Sniff "You really think so?"
"I know so. With the exception of all those long hours you spend dealing with the Welcoming Committee which keeps you away from your daughter. But on the whole you are a good mom."
"Wh-wh-what?!? You also think I spend too much time with the Welcoming Committee? Mortimer's been saying the same thing."
"Has he now? Perhaps it's something you should think about."
"But I don't want to give up the Committee! It's one of the few things that is my own."
"You don't necessarily have to give it up completely. Just cut back on your involvement. I've got a word for you, Bella: Delegate. Running the orphange by myself I've learned that word the hard way. There's no shame in admitting you can't do it all. Now let's dry those tears and turn that frown upside down."
"Oh Father, you know just what to do and say. I feel better already. I'll work on your advice. Perhaps if I do spend more time at home, my marriage will improve."
But to Bella's dismay, almost everyone else on the Welcoming Committee was too busy today to squeeze in a visit to the newest family in the neighborhood. With trepidation, Bella visited the only woman available for the job.
"Ginia, I hope this isn't an inconvenience to you."
"Not at all. Not at all. I rarely have the pleasure of visitors. I don't know why no one ever comes over."
"Ahem, perhaps it's the strong smell of cat urine. It's rather pungent."
"Psah, cat urine signifies that my wittle wubbles wuv me. They're ever so friendly. Perhaps I should take them along with me on my official visit."
"NO! I-I mean, we should find out first if anyone in this family is allergic to cats before you bring your 'wittle wubbles' over."
"It's unnatural to be allergic to cats," Ginia grumbled. "That's what was wrong with that last family I welcomed. Do you remember?"
"Yes, I remember." It was the reason Ginia Kat had been on a form of suspension. Although still officially a member of the Welcoming Committee, Ginia hadn't been given an assignment in almost seven months. "Please, Ginia, be on your best behaviour. I'm begging you. It was only because of my rank as president that I was able to fight the rest of the Committee to keep them from kicking you out. I don't know if I can do it again."
"I won't let you down, Bella."
Ginia was intent on proving herself to the Welcoming Committee. Straightening her headkerchief and making a fresh batch of homemade candy (with some stray cat hairs), the elderly lady set out to the red brick house. She quietly rehearsed her introduction as she rang the doorbell.
"Hello! Welcome to SimVille! No, too loud. Greetings, friends. We welcome you to the friendly town of SimVille. No, doesn't sound natural. Hello, my name is Ginia Kat and I'm your neighbor down the street. Yes, that's the one. Oh, I hear someone coming to the door."
"Hello, my name is -- OH DEAR LORD SWEET JESUS HEAVEN PROTECT ME! A demon! A demon!"
Gene Simmons....7 Deadly Sims
Priest by...7 Deadly Sims
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