fairy-sims

Paris: Now, are you going to be the best father or what?

Thistle: I will. Thanks again.

Paris: No problem. No problem at all.

Paris: Feeling any better?

Thistle: Y-yeah. I am. Thank you, Paris.

Paris: Well, has your sister ever been pregnant?

Thistle: No…

Paris: So maybe that feeling will go away.

Thistle: I didn’t think of that.

Paris: Oh. Rough.

Thistle: She paints like my sister did, she’s raw.

Paris: Your sister is raw?

Thistle: Mostly. Now with Marshmallow pregnant, I’m afraid it’s going to get… awkward.

Paris: So, what is it?

Thistle: Have you ever had that feeling that someone you’re dating reminds you too much of someone close to you?

Paris: Oh, definitely! One time, I dated this berry who reminded me of one of my siblings.

Thistle: I’m having that with Marshmallow. She keeps reminding me of… my sister.

Paris: I know, isn’t it great?

Thistle: You know?

Paris: Um… yeah, I was there when she took the test.

Thistle: Oh, I see. But whatever. That’s… not the real problem.

Paris: So, spill it, Thistle. What’s wrong?

Thistle: Well, Marshmallow is pregnant.

Paris: She’s out running errands, but you can talk with me. I don’t want you wasting a trip out in the snow for nothing.

Thistle: Oh, alright.

Paris: Please, come sit!

Paris: Thistle? What are you doing here?

Thistle: I’m sorry for barging in so late, but I really need to talk to Fleur. Is she here right now?