Titmouse Legacy 2.3
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When last we saw the Titmouses (seriously, Titmice? IDK!), newly crowned heir Bailey had cured her childhood BFF of his gay so they could make with the back of the cinema sexin. No wombchimes had sounded, so round two was required. Possibly a round three as well, so he might as well move in and be within easy shagging distance.
While distracted by all this copulation, a birthday celebration was almost missed. Gilly, still adorable even as an old biddy.
Father of future Titmouses (Titmice? *cries*), Jacques was an unfit short who could not keep up with the marathon woohoo. He needed to work on his endurance.
Oh Jacques, no wonder Bailey likes you so much.
Jacques Something-Hyphenated. Seriously, progression mod? You need to hyphenate? My inability to remember surnames was not tragic enough, you have to mock me?
I wa apparently too dumb to record his stats. and am now too lazy to look it up. All I know is he wants to be an Illustrative Author. Keep dreaming boyo.
This is pretty much all ou will be doing for the rest of existance. Somehow I think you won't mind too much?
At this point it was time to revamp the Titmouse House (lol, I made a rhyme). I would like to point out that when i comes to building houses, I am complete fail. But I can't stand pre-build houses either. Stuff is just never where I want them to be and I might have some control issues.
Le kitchen. Do not ask what is up with the wallpaper, it seemed like a good idea at the time.
Living room. They have an actual couch now! My babies are moving up in the world.
Dining room. Desite having a neat sim (Founder Avery) and a maid, it is just never clean in here.
The second story is mostly recreational and bedrooms.
Really ugly bedrooms. To add insult to my lack of building skills injury, I also cant decorate for shit. We have accepted this.
When they are not making whoopee, Bailey practices her string skills. Underwear matching the guitar? Not even intentional, but love it. Also love the fluffy slippers with the lacy underthings. Bailey, you are a classy girl.
Jacques does occassionally get to putter around learning the skills of his trade.
Bailey: Hey, you know what makes a lot of noise and drinks a lot of milk? And will be here in 9 months 3 days?
Jacques: A kitten?
Bailey: No, silly, I keep it in here.
Jacques: The kitten is under your shirt?
Jacques: Hey, mother Titmouse, we are getting a cat!
Gilly: Oh god, we are living with the punchline to every blond joke ever told. You realise this will affect the children, right?
Jacques: We're getting a kid too? Dude! That is awesome, the kitten will have someone to play with.
The exercising is not really bearing any fruit, but I find myself somewhat charmed anyway. Or perhaps I just want to bellyjab him constantly.
Bailey: Pregnancy horny-mones. Check. Boyfriend hot and sweaty. Check. My my, whatever shall I do next?
Avery: Go monologue somewhere else? You are breaking my concentration.
To be annoying, births tend to schedule themselves for very late at night when someone who shall remain nameless had been looking forward to everyone being safe in their beds so she can go grab a coke or some grub. Alas.
Jacques attempts to help deliver the baby.
Jacques: Fuck this, I am going back to bed.
And then he slept through the rest of the 3 hours of screaming before the baby finally came.
Aparently new life makes old people rmember they are still alive.
It is a wee girl. Milan.
Apparently playing bass is an excellent way to get your figure back.
See? Very affective. Jacques thinks so as well. To take a little break from all the nappies, and to cheer Jacques up about the baby not having a tail and furry ears, date night is implemented. They hit the local pub, drink up a storm, and dance in the gaming section.
Then have the drunkely brilliant idea that tattoos are required. And that despite having never done anything artistic in her life, Bailey would be the perfect person to ink Jacques' skin. Notice how his excercising is finally starting to pay off.
He gets a nymphy/dryad type naked chick.
And then promptly decide it's only love if he gets to inflict some pain back.
For someone who spends a lot of time painting, Jacques is not very creative. He also has placement fail.
Not to self: look into downloading better tattoos.