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First of all, it's still Talk Like A Pirate Day and in honor of that, Sylar put his improved sewing skills to good use and made some pirate costumes:

Pirate dance!

See, I wasn't kidding about the potholders.

He dug up that treasure when he was burying the dead body. Seriously, that's the first time one of my Sims has dug up a treasure chest. Sylar was a born pirate, I guess.

Click here if you haven't already seen Volume 1

Onward to Volume 2!

One day, Sylar's mom comes to visit.

Sylar does not enjoy these visits.

"I'm just saying, if only you applied yourself a little, you could be an astronaut!"

"Or a ski instructor!"

"Mom! I hate skiing!"

"Well alright, it doesn't have to be skiing. You can do anything you want as long as it makes you rich and famous and lives up to my unreasonable standards. I mean, telling your kid he's the best at everything is good for him, right? Anyway, you sit down and I'll make you a nice mystery meat sandwich with lots of mustard."

"That's disgusting."

"A niiice sandwich for my Gabriel."

*sigh* "fine, I'll eat the sandwich."

Mohinder: "Sylar?"
Sylar: "What?"

Mohinder: "Would you mind not doing your freaky Norman Bates thing while I'm trying to eat?"
Sylar: "Oh. Sorry."

Mohinder: "So... still having trouble with this shape-shifting ability?"
Sylar: "Don't even get me started. Yesterday I woke up and I was Mr. Muggles."

Mohinder: "Mister Muggles. The dog. How does that even work?! What do you do with the extra body mass?"
Sylar: "I don't know! I was asleep!"

Mohinder: "Wait a minute, when I scolded him yesterday because we thought he'd tipped over the rubbish bin?"
Sylar: "Heh heh, yeah that was totally me."

Mohinder: "And when I rubbed his tummy and gave him kisses?!"
Sylar: "No, that was really Mr. Muggles. I think. It's all kind of a blur."

Mohinder: "That does it, you have GOT to get this ability under control."
Sylar: "It's fine! I'm handling it, OK? Relax."

The next day...

Mohinder: "Hey Sylar, let's go for a drive."
Sylar: "I don't really feel like it."
Mohinder: "Oh, that's too bad because I was going to stop at the bakery and have some cake."
Sylar: "I love cake!"

They arrive downtown...

Sylar: "Where are we? This isn't the bakery."

Mohinder: "Now don't get mad..."
Sylar: "What have you done?!"
Mohinder: "I've booked you an appointment with a psychiatrist. Her office is right over here."

Sylar: "...there's no cake?"
Mohinder: "I'm sorry, the cake was a lie. Haha, get it? 'The cake is a lie'? Like in Portal?"

Sylar: "That's hilarious! I totally forgive you!"
Mohinder: "Really?"

Sylar: "No. You're dead to me."

Sylar has his therapy appointment.

"OK, thanks, I'm all better now."

Mohinder comes back in an hour to take Sylar home.

Mohinder: "No hard feelings, right? I was only trying to help. Look, I got you a cake."

Mohinder: "Sylar?"
Sylar: "Hmph."

Sylar doesn't say anything for the rest of the evening. The next day...

Mohinder: "Sylar? Why are you awake? Oh God, is it noon? Did I oversleep?"

Sylar: "Nope, I just got up early to make us breakfast!"
Mohinder: "What did you do to you hair?!"

Sylar: "I just thought it's about time I started looking respectable. I've started wearing my glasses again too, see?"
Mohinder: "I've been meaning to ask you about that, actually. Why don't you need your glasses any more when you're being evil? Did you steal a superpower that gives you better vision?"

Mohinder: "Oh, OK, that's a perfectly logical explanation. Hey, there aren't any brains in these omelets by any chance, are there?"
Sylar: "No, silly! But I did put lots of mushrooms! I know you like mushrooms."

Mohinder: "Thanks for making breakfast, that was really good! To be honest, I thought you were still mad about yesterday and had some horrible revenge planned."
Sylar: "Oh Mohinder, that was the old me. I'm going to be nice from now on!"