Stephanie: Oh, hi Agnar. How's the wifey? Good? Yeah, I know she's pregnant.

Welcome back to Uncanny Valley. Last time, in a surprise move Stephanie Clay moved out of her boyfriend's house and out on her own, Agnar met someone new and got married, Eyulf found a girl who thinks his dorkiness is cute, and was abducted by aliens. If you don't remember any of that, welp, I just gave you major spoilers for last chapter here on the first page. Whoops.

But you should go read that, it's a good one.

Since she moved out on a Tuesday, I went ahead and advanced the calendar up to Tuesday afternoon. No sense in giving her extra days, right? I dunno, it made sense to me at the time.

So far, she's just been catching up on her “studies” and starting her garden.

There's no money yet for a greenhouse, which she is going to need eventually, but so far it's not so bad.

Bit lonely, though.

There's no time to dwell on that, though, because there's planting to do. And cleaning. And other chores.

Of course, there's a quick solution to loneliness: townie walk-bys! This is Johnathan Harris. The only reason I remember his name is because it's so effing simple.

...Yowza! I don't remember what I made him, personality wise or anything, but I guess it's good!

Of course, Eyulf stops by as well. She's actually rather happy to see her former almost-brother-in-law.

Stephanie: So, have things settled down over there yet?

Stephanie: I expect things were kinda wonky right after the wedding and everything.Eyulf: No, no, everything went fine.Stephanie: Oh really? That's good news!Eyulf: Well, the next morning was a bit...odd.Stephanie: So, is it true?Eyulf: Is what true?Stephanie: You're “expecting?”Eyulf: Well... yes.

Stephanie: Wow. That's amazing.

You sure know the way into a Knowledge sim's heart, man.

Eyulf: I don't really remember much of anything, until I was thrown off the ship.Johnathan: Oh? You've been sailing?

… Sure. We'll go with that.

Johnathan: So you're Eyulf Tornquist? I've heard a lot of good things about you and your brother.Eyulf: Really?Johnathan: Why so surprised?Eyulf: Oh, no, it's flattering, really!

Stephanie: Thanks for coming over! It was nice to have you!

Johnathan: No, thank you! It was nice to be here. You really know how to welcome a newcomer in this town.

After dinner, things are looking brighter.

The next morning brings a new round of visitors, some more welcome than others.

Stephanie: Hi! Get off my lawn before I feed you to my cowplant.Ibrahims' Booty Call: You don't have a cowplant.Stephanie: You don't know that for sure.

Stephanie: Yeah, I'm settling in just fine Heaven. Thanks for asking— uh, give me a minute, I have something to take care of.

Well, he's certainly Outgoing, to just walk into a person's house like that.

Home Invader: You have a nice house. Good floorplan.Stephanie: Thanks. I'm going to ignore you until you leave now. Please stop staring at me.

Later on, she decides she wants to see Johnathan again, so she calls him up and asks him to come over.

Stephanie: And I'll even cook. How's that sound?

Salad totally counts as cooking, you guys, especially when you don't have one of those fancy spinner things.

Stephanie: Hey there, fella!Johnathan: Hey yourself!Stephanie: I hope you brought your appetite.

Hey, smile kid, this is the one you want, isn't it? Or are you going to play the uncertainty card again?

Johnathan: So, I was thinking; what this town needs is a theater.Stephanie: Oh?

Stephanie: The movie kind or the live action kind?Johnathan: The real kind. Live. The best kind of theater.Stephanie: I've never really thought about it. I suppose we could, though.Johnathan: That's what I'm talking about.Stephanie: I think we could use something a bit more immediate, first. Like a grocery store. Or a library. Or a school.Johnathan: Well of course, but it should be on the list.Stephanie: I'll agree with you there.

Sadly the date was cut short on account of skunk. Did we learn not to pet the funny black-and-white cat, John? I hope so.

(Although, not gonna lie, I laughed. I couldn't help it.)

I have them try again the next day, though.

Stephanie: You took a shower, right? Well good. Now get over here, I'm making food and I can't possibly eat it all myself.

Salmon should do it.

Johnathan: Hi there.Stephanie: Hey, handsome.Johnathan: Thanks for inviting me over again. And for not thinking badly of me because of last night. I hated to run, but...you know.Stephanie: That's fine, I prefer you not smelling like rotting eggs. I'll be right back, though, I have to go fiddle with dinner.

That's okay, I think he can amuse himself for the time being. Someone has to, since the townies can't.

John: —They even have a TV! It's been weeks since I've seen a TV!Lilly Do: Oh man, I'm gonna have to check that out.

Gee, I wonder what his One True Hobby is.

Lilly Do: I hear they even have video games there! It's only the skiing one, but man that sounds like fun.John: I haven't played that one yet!

Stephanie: Food's ready. Had a good time on my lawn?John: Actually, yeah.

I do so love it when that happens.

Stephanie: Oh, I forgot to tell you! I mentioned your theater idea to Heaven, and she said (and I quote), “Since he's so gung ho about it, have him start the volunteer work for it.” John: Oh...Stephanie: Then she started complaining about her ankles and retaining water. She's not usually that grumpy, she's just pregnant. John: That does seem to be going around out here. But I guess we get the go ahead?Stephanie: As good as it's going to get.

Stephanie: Anyway... would you like to come in and eat now?John: I tremble with anticipation.Stephanie: Good.

John: What is that intoxicating aroma you're wearing.Stephanie: Baked salmon. But I'm going to actively chose to take that as a compliment.

Haha, I guess it's a hit??

John: This is amazing.Stephanie: Thanks. The secret is a pinch of tarragon.John: Really? Where did you get that?Stephanie: You'd be surprised what you can get out here.

After the dishes are done and the leftovers put away, they retire to the privacy of the bedroom.

Whether it's the chemistry or just hormones, she's at her best tonight. And just in time too, since it's a Saturday night.

Stephanie: So he says “That's no shellfish, that's my wife!”John: Hahaha! Oh, that's hilarious!

Uh, sure. Okay.

Stephanie: But enough jokes. I want to be serious now.John: Are you being serious about something in particular?Stephanie: You.

Stephanie: How about we get a little more comfortable?John: Well, if you insist, how can I say no?

Stephanie: There, isn't this better?

John: You're not going to hold the skunk thing against me, are you?Stephanie: Already forgotten.John: Glad one of us can forget it.Stephanie: Shush. Just come here.

Much better.

Stephanie: So you—mpf!John: /smootch

Stephanie: Come back tomorrow night?John: Okay.

HAH, what a place to fall in love. The bathroom of your bootycall.

The next day is fairly uneventful. A few walk bys, a few phone calls.

Stephanie: Oh man, words just can't do it justice. He's amazing. ...Don't tell Agnar I said that.

One of the walk bys was Eyulf's new wife May. It's a welcome distraction from things like moving the cauldron to the front lawn and building the greenhouse.

Then who should stop by but Agnar and Eyulf!

Agnar: She's still hot.

Dude, don't. You will regret it for the rest of your very short life and you know it.

Stephanie: See? You're glowing, you look wonderful.Eyulf: Haha! No. I'm wearing running pants all the time now. I can't wait for it to be over.May: But they're cute running pants!Eyulf: You're not the one stuck in them.

Seriously, like, everyone stopped by today.

Euphie: —And then she threw up on him. It was hilarious.May: Haha, that's what he gets for tossing her.Stephanie: Indigestion? Oog. Not feeling well.

May: Fried eggs? At this time of day?Eyulf: I know. It's the strangest thing.Stephanie: Could just make a fried egg sandwich.Agnar: You can do that?May: You can put literally any food in a bun and call it a sandwich.

Eyulf: Curry?Stephanie: Seen it done.Eyulf: Spaghetti?Stephanie: Used to do it as a kid.Agnar: Chinese food?Stephanie: Anything.

Eyulf: Agnar, put the pillows back! This isn't our house!Stephanie: Uh, guys? I'm going to have to kick you out now, I'm not feeling so hot. Eyulf: See what you did?Agnar: It wasn't me!

And this is what happens when you play with your sound off, kidlets. It's a decent question, granted, but I think you need to think a little more recently, girlie.

Stephanie: Man, I think I might be in trouble.

And that's it for Week 2! I hope to see you back here soon, despite my delays.

The last slide is the final breakdown for the week--

Not too shabby! Although nothing really happened yet. I need to open up Journalism and Law Enforcement sometime soon, but it's not like I can control burglars and fires. Oh well.

See you next time, and happy simming!