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The Pancake household *Trigger warning*

(I'm bored and thinking about The Sims 4, and basically this is going to be a fan fiction of the pancakes household, also domestic abuse trigger warning. The arrows "-->" will mark around the time of when the abuse starts, and when it ends.)

~~~Bob's P.O.V.~~~

I woke up to the incomprehensible shrieking of my wife. "oh boy, what is it this time?"

"BOOOOB!"  My 'Beautiful' wife hollered

"Yes, Hon?" I replied, trying to keep the annoyance out of my voice. 

"Get down here!" Eliza ordered, I winced at the harshness in her voice.

'And she wonders why I setup a mini camp in the backyard.'   "Coming dear!" I replied as I shuffled over to the drawers and spun into my everyday wear.

"What are you waiting for, get your lazy ass down here!" Eliza ordered yet again, I don't know why our parents ever thought that we would be a good couple. I rushed down the stairs to see Bella covering her youngest child, Alexander's ears while Mortimer and Kassandra stood there, the whole family exchanging awkward glances. 

'Great, now the Goth's are convinced were complete nut jobs.'  I could picture next week's headlines 'The nutcakes'. I let out a sigh of defeat 'might as well try to convince them I'm not completely insane'  

"Hello, my name's-"

"Don't talk to them, that bitch Bella will probably try to seduce you!" Eliza shrieked. I took a deep breath. 

-->'Don't lose your cool, don't lose your cool' I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard Bella speak up.

"We could just come by later, if you want?" Bella interjected timidly.

"Please, do." I replied, Mortimer closed the door, we stood in silence for a second listening to the clacking of Bella's heel's against the pavement, my eyes transfixed to the door, until I heard a low growl coming from Eliza, I looked over to Eliza raise her hand and seconds later feet collide with my face. 

"I thought I had told you to not talk to that bitch Bella!" Eliza shrieked, I stood there holding my cheek dumbfounded, we had yelled at each other before, but we never got physical. "You're cheating on me with her already aren't  you?" Eliza shrieked "Answer me damn it!"

"N-no..." I muttered, my hand still covering my cheek.

"Why are you lying to me, I know you're sleeping with that whore Bella!" Eliza howled, as she brought her knee to my crotch, knocking me down and proceeding to kick and stomp on me before storming upstairs, leaving me on the ground.

-->'what the hell am I going to do now?'  I managed to get on my feet, and limp out the door, I called the transportation service, I looked up and watched as the plumbob engulfed me. I waited for what felt like an eternity and I finally got to the hospital.

~~~~~Time skip cause I'm lazy~~~~~

I had gotten patched up, and before I walked out of the room the doctor that had helped me grabbed my arm and asked me the question that I had dreaded answering, 'what happened?'.

'Fuck!' I stood there paralyzed as I tried to think of what to say, 'if I tell the truth I could end it before it got any worse, but if I lie I could escape her rage if she got out of prison..'  "My wife beat me up!" I blurted out, slamming my free hand to my mouth afterwards.

"I'll notify the police immediately, Mr.Pancakes." The doctor said, I swung around tearing my arm from the doctors grip and begged him to not tell a soul.

"Please, please don't, my wife would KILL me if she found out that I had told anyone!" I begged, on the verge of tears.

"I'm sorry Sir, but I'm required by law to report these types of things. (If that's not true, let's just pretend it is in the world of the sims.)

'Damnit' I fell to the ground, sobbing.

~~~Doctor's P.O.V.~~~

Just as I begun to leave, I heard someone fall and I turned around to see Mr.Pancakes on the ground practically bawling his eyes out. I knelt down next to comfort him, I heard a knock at the door. I looked over my shoulder to see a colleague of mine, I mouthed the words "Call the police" and they nodded. I brought my attention back to Mr.Pancake and continued to comfort him, poor guy.

~~~~~Time skip roughly a year or so~~~~~

~~~Bob's P.O.V.~~~

I was shaken awake by Alexander and Kissandra standing behind him. 

"Daddy, wake uuup!" Alexander said, exasperation heavy in his voice. Eliza somehow managed to find out that someone had called the cops on her, she thought that Bella had called the cops on her Bella, sadly was sick so she stayed home, and Mortimer stayed home with her to make sure she would be ok. Eliza lunged for Bella, but Mortimer got in her way so she killed him, and then killed Bella too. She was caught before she could harm Alexander or Kassandra, but they were left alone, so I decided to adopt them.

"Yea, Alex?" I replied.

"We have a surprise for you, just come downstairs!" Kissandra exclaimed, excitement prominent in each word.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming." I said, I watched as Alexander bounded out of the room, Kissandra not far behind him. I got out of bed, and shuffled over to the dresser I spun into my now everyday, a black suit. 

'Funny how one year can change so much' I took a deep breath and headed downstairs, to see a cake frosted to look like a stack of pancakes.

"Do you like it Dad?" Kissandra asked, I looked over to her and Alexander.

"I don't like it," I said, Kissandra and Alexander's faces painted with hurt, I walked over to them and pulled them into a hug, "I love it." I whispered.

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Hi guys, I'm back and I have inspiration again, but I'm no longer interested in Venturiantale, so I'm going to  officially discontinue the second book in the P.I.E. behind the scenes series, I'll go into more detail about that on the second book, but I do hope that you guys like this, also I'm pretty sure that this is the longest story I've ever written. I will also be making stories that are darker than my previous stories, but anyways, by. :)