Fanon:The tale of a Hundred Sims

••This is an alternate universe of my legacy family, so none of this happens in the fanons••

This is my first fanfiction, so I hope it goes well:

Part one
It was the morning of their anniversary.

Jessica Stormensen had been vomiting for half an hour, it was almost non-stop.

"Here's a glass of water."

She looked up slowly, holding her hair back. She looked into her husbands eyes lovingly with the warmest smile she could conjure up.

"Thanks Eric." She said quietly, holding the glass up to her mouth. She took a sip, and a thought came to her mind.

"I think I'm pregnant."

"You sure?"

"Well, I haven't eaten anything, and it wasn't that long ago when he last did WooHoo. It would explain me being sick all the time."

She got up and searched through a small basket she took out from a nearby cupboard. She pulls out a pregnancy test. She then drank the rest of her water and ushered for her husband to get out.

"Alright, I'm gonna need some privacy now, Eric."

"Okay. Take your time." He replied, as he walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

Eric had left the room, and heard knocking from downstairs. He walked downstairs and opened the door.

"Surprise!" Shouted a loud, Blond girl with her hair in pigtails. She bore a very happy smile on her.

"Oh, you made it!" Eric exclaimed happily. He hugged her, and she responded with a hug back.

"How are you, Stacey?" He asked.

"Oh I'm great. I needed to get out of Riverblossom hills badly. That incest family, the Smalls? They've been tormenting us recently, and I needed to go. How about you?"

"Nervous." He responded.

"How so?"

"I think Jess might be pregnant."

"Oh, I'd love to have a nice or nephew!"

"I'm sure you would. Come in." He closed the door as she walked in. She took off her coat with a quick spin and sat down on the cool, leather sofa.

"So, what do you want to do? Where do you plan on living?"

"I'm not sure yet. Bridgeport is a big place." She responded as she put her glasses on.

"Well you're always welcome, if you can't find a place to stay you can sleep in the guest bedroom."

"Oh, thanks! Oh by the way, have you heard from Becca recently?"

Eric sat down himself, and said:

"A few years back she moved to Isla Paradiso. She currently owns a small resort that used to be called Hobart's Hideaway. She seems to be doing quite well, its got 3 and a half stars already."

"Oh, that's good."

A loud, fan-girly scream came from upstairs. They both looked up, confused as Jessica rushed downstairs.

"I'm pregnant! I'm pregnant!" She screamed with joy. Eric walked up and hugged his wife tightly. Stacey then shouted with glee.

"I'm gonna be an aunt!"

End of part one.

NOTE: Don't know why, but I'm regretting the choice of name.