The stage had been set for Olive’s wedding. Her family had spared no expense for their eldest daughter.



Willow in her function as bridesmaid proposed a toast to the couple and everybody cheered.



Earl’s famous brother Tim Lee was present, as well as Creon, who was already considered part of the family, and Glarn as Olive’s best friend.



Earl seemed a bit preoccupied, Olive thought, but he was probably just nervous.



Then it was time for the vows. Olive and Earl walked up and Earl’s face grew paler with each step.



“Olive, I… I’m sorry. I can’t do this.”

What.

“I never should have let things go on for this long. I just didn’t have the courage to tell you this, but… Olive, I can’t marry you. I’m in love with someone else.”

What.

No.

“I know you probably hate me now and I know I should have told you this months ago, but… I’m scum, Olive. I really am. But I have to call this off.”



No.

This couldn’t be happening.

This couldn’t be happening.

This…

Everybody stared in shock at Earl’s announcement as he hurried through the crowd. They all stared at Olive, still under the arch. Olive stared at the spot where her fiancé had stood just a while ago.

This couldn’t be happening.



“OUT!”

Olive finally found her voice and started to scream. “All of you! Get OUT of here!”

Earl hurried away, glancing back at her for a second.

The guests mumbled and shot her concerned looks, but one by one they left.



The skies split open and rain started to pour on the remains of what should have been the happiest day of Olive’s life. At any other time, she would have been fascinated by nature’s reaction to her rage. Now she just turned her back on it and walked slowly back to her house.

I love you, randomly generated weather. Maybe Olive really is a witch.



She had been sitting in her study all afternoon, all evening and through most of the night. Staring at a book she had randomly picked off the shelves. Her parents and sister had come in, worried, but they had finally understood that she wanted to be left alone.

The storm had subsided. Olive was calm again.



The humiliation was just too much. She had been played for a fool. Strung along, only to be left at the altar for another woman.

This would not do.

Olive slowly made her way to the side building she had built to be used as a workshop.



She sat down and collected her thoughts. Focussing them. On the one who had wronged her.



Out of nowhere, Earl E DeMise dropped on the floor in front of her. Olive slowly raised herself from her throne and watched his shocked expression form on his face.

“What… what happened? I was just… How did I…”

Olive looked down on him in silence, never moving.



Panicking, Earl E got up and stumbled outside, still disoriented. Olive didn’t care. Her curse was faster than he was.



At the sudden pain spreading all over his body, Earl dropped to the ground. Looking up, he saw Olive slowly moving towards him. “Olive… please…”

Those were his last words as she watched him die, never moving her eyes away from him, never changing her calm expression.



A calm presence. A feeling of finality. She glimpsed it out of the corner of her eye. A powerful presence she had never encountered before.

It was just there for a moment, then it was gone.



Maybe that was why Olive altered her plans. Why she called Tim Lee DeMise and told him his brother was lying on her front porch, dead of a heart attack. Why when Tim Lee arrived, she murdered him as well.

To feel that presence again.

To find out if it had just been a figment of her imagination.

To study it.

To learn about it.

Earl E DeMise. He wronged Olive and she murdered him for it. Had she always been capable of this act? Was this a natural reaction?

Tim Lee DeMise. The first person Olive murdered without any provocation. Merely out of curiosity.

I wonder…

Was that the time Olive Muenda’s fate was sealed in stone?



Olive's first and second murder. I really liked writing all the husband stories for her.

What I don't like is the "leave at altar" animation. "Wait, hang on, when you invited me to a party in formal clothes and walked with me to the wedding arch, I didn't think you'd actually want to get married! Nope, nope, nope!". Olive's shocked face is good though.

Actually getting Earl to leave her required cheating. I'd gotten them to the point where their daily and long time relations were below 70, Earl loved someone else, they hadn't had a romantic interaction since their engagement and he still went through with it. He even went through with it when I made him not in love with Olive and set his relationship to slightly above 0. That guy is committed.


Olive's house has roughly the Maxis layout and color scheme. Ophelia's future room is currently occupied by Peponi and Lerato. The only addition is Olive's shack. Oh, and Olive's future graveyard is currently Lerato's vegetable patch. Now with additional Earl.


Oh, and yes, we actually do have a narrator for this story.