The Middleton Legacies 1.3
The Middleton Legacies
1.3
Previously
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Previously
Colter and Daniel aged up. Stylist urgently sought. Helene goes skinny-gardening (because skinny-dipping is too mainstream), and the butler leaves is disposed of. Not a fan of the one-child policy, Helene and Colter decides to get pregnant again ...
There shall be a lot of fillers in this post - so be forewarned: this will be a short albeit spammy update. The next updates will be longer, I promise. Anyway, since I didn't get to show much of the house pet last time, I'll make it up to her by starting today's update with photos of her.
Cindersoot aged to an elder cat.
She lost her pure black coat, but I still adore her. I shall make her immortal once the heir moves out.
Just like me, despite being old, Cinders is still a child at heart and loves playing games.
Meanwhile, Helene is making Important Announcements.
Helene: You know that old baby bottle of yours? I'm going to need it.
Guess what, honey? We're going to need some new toys.
Really? Hello there little fella!
Oh! I can hear him already!
While Colter seems ecstatic, Daniel on the other hand doesn't look too happy about it ...
Daniel: Think quick, Dan! You won't be King of the Throne much longer if this baby pops out!
Meanwhile, Helene doesn't let pregnancy stop her from keeping her house clean. Now that the butler's gone, she's taken the role of house maid. I am so proud of her.
Look at her, doing it with a smile on her face.
But soon she's so pregnant she could hardly walk from one floor to another without taking five sim minutes.
Grandma Middleton: Look at the size of that thing! You can't be going around doing laundry! Ugh!
Helene: But someone needs to keep the house clean, Mum.
Grandma Middleton: Colter can do it. That's what husbands are for!
Helene: Your son?? All he does is party.
And perform, Helene. Be fair on him, now.
But Grandma Middleton sure has a point. Helene needs help around the house, and since they can afford it, why the hell not? ---they hire another butler.
And guess who shows up.
I'm back, bitches.
And as if as pay back for firing him one sim week ago, all he does is cook, cook, cook. I think he's trying to murder the Middletons through obesity.
Problem?
You smell like dirty dishes.
That did it for Colter. And then he joined his son into depression.
You're right ... I do have wrinkles! ---no. It's gotta be the mirror. Let me just check somewhere else ...
... noohoooo
And then he comes up with the darndiest wishes.
No, Colter. That's one wish Sim God will not allow you to have.
Colter: But come on! She's pregnant! Now's the perfect time to leave her!
Know what's strange? Their relationship bar is maxed to 100%, and he's known to be Eternally Faithful. It's like, these wishes are completely arbitrary and happen without rhyme nor reason.
Well, since that's one midlife crisis wish that I won't let him can't be fulfilled, I gave him the next wish ...
... planning his outfit.
And he gets his arse kicked by the bloody cupboard.
Helene: Uh ... honey?
Helene's water broke, and Colter, the competent husband that he is ...
... panics.
Erm, Colter? Why don't you take her to the hospital?
Noooo! I'm not ready to be a dad!
Helene: ...
But once the panic attack subsides, he takes her to the hospital, and they come home with a little bundle of joy. Upon returning home, Grandma Middleton is already waiting for them, and immediately takes Baby Alder for a cuddle.
Yup. It's a boy.
Sim God was hoping for a girl. But there's always next time.
And not to be neglected, Dan is downstairs, lapping up attention from Gramps and Gramma Hanover.
Gramma Hanover: Don't worry Danny, you're still our favourite grandson.
Not long after having Alder, Helene ages up into a fully mature adult.
I can already see lines of denial etched on her face.
Oh God, Helene. Not you, too!
But thank the Sim God, Colter's finally gotten over his midlife crisis. I think finally seeing Baby Alder lifted that depression off his shoulders.
That, and his recent promotion hence fulfilment of LTA, of course.
Daniel, bright little thing, has managed to get himself into the honour roll. To celebrate, he held a slumber party -slash- scoping potential teen romantic interests.
And was rewarded by having this freakily pale vampire chick kick his arse at pillow-fighting.
Never mind, at least he cheered up.
And Alder aged into a toddler!
He's like, a clone of Colter. Except with better hair. And if those stats are too blurry/small to read, the random dice says that he is Brave and Disciplined, and his favourites are erm, Chinese, Spaghetti, and ... Pink? Real manly, Alder. Eh. No worries, real men aren't afraid to wear pink anyway.
Next time: The folks go on a holiday to France. Meanwhile, will Daniel try to snuff out his competition?