Quagmeyer 3.2;
Speaking of epicly long gaps between updates! I finally got a break and the inspiration to want to play them, so here are the Quagmeyer's after two months ;___; sorry!
Oh, Norah, having had three lovers at one time when you were young and now to be old and only have a mop!
To save her from getting suds in an uncomfortable place, I had her ring Liam prior to her nervous break with the mop, of course.
Needless to say, he did his job well.
Francoise: There there, the butler scares me, too! ;___;
Inappropriate thought bubble for kissing your son, Norah!
You didn't think I'd let them have just one kid, did you? I NEED VARIETY!
Francoise: Are you sure we need more? I think this one poops enough for a lifetime, really!
Darren whines away his sorrows with his new ability to badger everyone and swish his hair out of his face like J.Beiber.
Cute with a whole lot of Fern genes.
Francoise: I thought since we're moving out, I'd leave Frosty here to guard the house! :]
The old house was glitchy and we needed a much bigger one to house the surprise new additions. Namely the addition of a co-heir! :D That's right, I dragged Malcom, his husband, Marc, and their son, Maddox, from the spare house and put them to work giving me heir choices!
Francoise: Now listen here, buddy, put your hands like this and hum loudly. Daddy is about to unhook his leash.
Francoise: Be gone, foul beast! >| I need my space and freedom!
Fern: Oh no! I'm crying on the inside, really :]
Needing more space for the potential of future babies, Fern takes a small vacation in the sim bin for a bit. Don't worry, she makes her return later.
Unfortunately, Darren wasn't too happy with this turn of events. He apparently wasn't humming a loud enough tune.
Nothing like playing Red Hands on your Great-Grandmother's grave with your Grandma, eh, Maddox?
Francoise didn't handle the temporary break up too well . . .
And Maddox? Not quite sure why he is concerned with his Uncle's love life, but I think it might have something to do with Fern not being linked to him by blood and his finding her hot {Mind you, he's a romance sim}
Nevertheless, bonding over spatulas brought these two out of their dark times.
Everyone is just trying to block out Marc's running commentary on how his and Malcom's first date went with loud crushing and spoon knocking.
When the talk of spatulas wore off, I sent Francoise off to cure his post-break up blues.
Dorita Ross {c/o simnels} popped right over and set our grieving co-heir up with an escort close, personal friend.
Enter one Charlie Blossom-Dorsey to brighten Francoise's day!
After she is robbed, that is. We can't have her lifting a finger to buy coffee for herself, can we?
Clearly things worked out much better than talks of spatulas with your nephew. Even if Vikram already christen that very same bench.
Francoise: I am awesome ;D
Maddox: I can taste Uncle Francoise's shit from down here D; *gag*
Francoise: Hey Malcom?
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Poor Marc. A romance sim and knocked up for the second time.
Marc: This place is disgusting! Must. Clean. Everything!
Malcom: Come on, Darren! If you make heir, me and your Uncle Marc can go on holiday forever!
Marc: Excuse me?
Oh! Thank you for bringing home Charlie for your brother-in-law's amusement. Now what was it that you needed?
Charlie: Mmmm, I can't get me enough of a pregnant man gasping like a little girl! *swoons*
Marc: Damn, not again!
Charlie, like me, seems to have fallen in lust with every gay man in the house.
Luckily, that does not deter her from Francoise.
Maddox has begun trying out his romance skills on innocent paper girls. This one is Uma.
Maddox: I can tell me people that my first kiss was with Uma! Uma Thurman, baby!
Maddox: Was that your, uh, toe? D;
Uma: You bastard! I gave you my heart and you stepped on my toes!
Ah, the sweet sound of young love!
Darren sprung up from the hardwood floor. . .
to grace us with his luscious lips!
Charlie: If you ever decide that you want to double check how homosexual you really are, you can always give Charlie a call, baby ;D
Malcom: Uh, thanks? I think I'll stick with Marc, though, as we can still be legally married in the state of California and all that.
Darren: Mommy! ~♥
Darren: Maddox? Can we talk about my feelings spatulas later? It helped you and my dad and I have a lot of pent up emotional anger to get out.
Poor kid, his mom is living in limbo, perma-pregnant, and he has more competition for heir on the way from his uncles.
Although, if he keeps being this cute, I may make him an exception ~♥
But now, to figure out how exactly to get Fern back into the house so she can pop out her unborn baby!
Next time; be warned, the sea of testosterone is great in this household. The Melville's have girls. The Quagmeyer's have boys. Oh my!
TBC