It's A Small World After All - Part Sixteen
Olympics are over, Paralympics haven't started yet. What to do? Oh, I know, I'll write an update for It's A Small World, a 'you suck at parenting' challenge! Last time, the cats got old, Seychelles gave birth to twin sons, Bern and Seyland, and Switzerchelles somehow managed to grow up well, against all odds. And FRANCE COMPLETED HIS LTW, WOOHOO! Literally!
France: Hey, that was cool and all, but you know what I'd like now?
HAHA. No.
France: But-
NO.
Anyway, moving onwards, it's time for some babies to grow up. First is Seyland.
England: Sure it's not Rapunzel, with all that hair?
And then... somebody died? Was it a dormie?
France: Don't care, just give me the baby.
So here's Bern. Looks like Seyland stole all his hair.
And then I looked at France's want panel and realised who'd died. Ahhh! And I missed it because I'm so used to sims ageing up at 6pm! I don't even know when pets age up! RIP Lily, I'll miss you. :(
Heeeey, check out who came to visit!
ChibiRomano: Wait, wrong stop, wrong stop!
This will never not be funny. ^^
What's up with you, Iggy?
England: There's nothing to clean! I'm BORED!
You could go play some music?
England: Ooh, excellent idea! I'll do that at once! Just as soon as I decide which instrument to rock all out on.
But first, he has to take a detour to go fuck with Switzerland some more.
England: YOU SUCK! Right, now for band practise.
Switzerchelles grew up. Well. Again. God only knows how that happened.
And then, because I'm stupid and didn't think about what would happen when you pop a teen sim into a college, she instantly grew up again. Oops.
She's a total babe though! Check her out! :D
What?
Switzerchelles: WHAT!?
Oh come on, that's not fair! She's been a college student for ten seconds!
Oh, these two are still all over each other every moment they get.
So really, it's not much of a surprise when this happens.
Anyway. Switzerchelles failure reminds me that I really ought to take a look at the nations skills and see what's needed to pass. England needs charisma, so I try to get France to convince him to sing karaoke.
France: England! You know what, you have a really good singing voice! You should sing some karaoke, I'll bet everyone would just love it!
England: Keep dreaming, frog boy. Can't you see I'm busy with this pile of rubbish?
France: Huh? But-but... I used influence! Why didn't it work?
I dunno! I thought it worked on everyone!
Oh, maybe that's why. Looks like England's still ticked off about catching France making out with his teacher.
Of course, I could be wrong. Whaddya thing? Still ticked off?
Seychelles: You want what now?
Seyland: A bottle.
Seychelles: A what? You want what?
Seyland: A bottle, mama.
Seychelles: Maybe I should teach you to talk, then you could let me know what you want.
Seyland: BOTTLE. FOOD. FEED ME.
Seychelles: Oh! Why didn't you say so?
Seychelles: Hey ya go then. A bottle for mama's clever little boy who can talk without being taught.
Most days are now spent like this. It is as boring as it looks.
Which means it's soon time for more birthdays.
That's more like it.
Ghost cat spotted!
Liechtenstein: Oooh! Popping into the next trimester sure was exhausting, I'm off to bed.
Wait!
Bah, too late.
The twins have also decided to stay home for a dance party.
Canada: OK, ready when you are-wait a sec, wh-
France: I LIKE BIG BUTTS AND I CANNOT LIE!
canada: Um, I could be wrong about this, but I don't think I can actually improve my charisma by shouting out my love for large buttocks.
England still needs to be dragged kicking and screaming to the SkillZone, so I try and get France to make nice with him.
France: Come and sing NOW! Don't make me kick you to the ground now!
England: What the fuck is wrong with you!?
France: Fine, flunk out, see if I care.
Oh well, moving back down-whoa what the everloving hell?!
America: You're so cute, baby.
DON'T CALL HER BABY SHE WAS A BABY JUST A FEW WEEKS AGO AND YOU WATCHED HER GROW UP EW EW EW!
Switzerchelles: Oh America... all my life I've been waiting for someone like you.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, YOU'VE BEEN WAITING YOUR WHOLE LIFE!? HE'S BEEN THERE YOUR WHOLE LIFE!
Let's go look at something else! Slap dance has spread through college like plague and the twins are now total pros.
Switzerchelles had to go to class, so America worked on some sexy seduction songs in his Superman undercrackers.
America: No shoes, no shirt and I still get service!
America: Check it out! Wiggle wiggle-
AGH NO DON'T DO THAT! Unless you're Chico, in which case, yes please, do it again.
America: You're totally tasteless, you know that?
You just don't appreciate ~fine art~.
Liechtenstein: Mmmm... drums... zzz...
England is a dirty goddam liar. BFF's my arse
Liechtenstein: Uhhh... I'm so hungry... I think I'll go pee.
Liechtenstein: Um, still hungry, could you fix that?
Jeez, fine. There's a santa cookie, go wild.
Liechtenstein: Oooh, I smell pancakes.
:| Fine, see if I ever do anything for you again.
Belgium is still not skinny enough for Coach GrossMcDouchebag.
Belgium: *huff*puff*KILL HIM.
And France sleeps right through his visit from the streaker.
Streaker: Aww, come on, wake up, I want to learn from you.
When he wakes up, it's time for more relationship building so that he can persuade England to skill. Finally, France thinks of a way to make nice.
France: So... *grits teeth* your Olympic opening and closing ceremonies weren't too awful, I suppose.
England: OH MY GOD DIDN'T THEY TOTALLY ROCK?! I had a GIANT INFLATABLE OCTOPUS, how neat is that?!
France: Yeah. Neat. Just how drunk were you when you planned that?
Say it.
France: But I don't wannaaaaaaa...
SAY IT.
France: *grits teeth* And... urk... congratulations on your medal haul.
England: Why thank you. And of course, it's all the sweeter after your dig about me rolling out the red carpet for all your athletes to win golds. Heh.
France: *grumble*grumble* I still think you cheated at cycling though. Special round wheels, pah! Well, yeah, good show and all. Say, don't suppose you'd sing one of those songs that were in the ceremony, would you, seeing as you're so great.
England: Sure thing! Tee hee!
England: La la la~ So! Tell me what you want, what you really really... wait, what the fuck am I doing? I look like a right bellend doing this! -500
France: MWAHAHAHA, revenge!
I totally missed Iris dying too, but here's her ghost come to say hello.
Switzerland and Seychelles: SLURP SLURP MMMM
Ugh, get a room.
Seychelles: OK!
wait, no, scratch that, you already have three children.
Liechtenstein: Uuuhh... I don't feel so good...
Looks like we're not getting a fourth child in the dorm though because Liechtenstein's just died again. Whoops! And you know what? I'm gonna leave you on that cliffhanger. Until next time!
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