Been a while, eh? School's starting up again, but I haven't forgotten my favourite family!
We return to the household of grandparents-who-do-everything-for-the-babies and my innate love that Valentine works for a whole day in town meaning he spends the rest of the day at home so I have no babysitter hangups of any kind! One good thing came out of that shitty, long, hard, tastes-nothing-like-ice-cream LTW!
Getting the jebefeefesus scared out of you by your mother's ghost is a sign of love, Valentine! That puddle of urine at your feet afterward is just an expulsion of affection... Man, I gross myself out.
On the bright side, we have ONE. MORE. STAR. TO EARN. We're pulling all the dazzle points into this one!
Valentine: Alright, Lionel. So you may have an adulterous mother. So you may have a playboy of a father peppering your house with illegitimate children and possibly kidnapping your grandmother. So you hate your mooching stepmother and her sister living in your house. It doesn't matter right now, Lionel. And you know why? Because you are the only one who can make this decision. You are your own person right now. In here, at this moment, there is no burden to live up to the Goth family name or to shirk away the Lothario reputation. Forget about those Caliente girls, they're as caliente as an ice cube in an igloo. Right now it's just about you and your dream. And I want you to follow that dream, son. Look me in the eyes and tell me, right here, right now: DO YOU WANT THAT PLASTIC FLAMINGO?
Lionel Lothario: I WANT IT MORE THAN LIFE'S MEANING
*Watches the customer star rise* Guys... It's happening... It's almost there! *Chews on side of desk in suspense*
I did it! I actually did it!
HELL YEAH SON
And now I am never doing that LTW again.
While Valentine and I celebrate and get trashed at the Crypt O Nightclub, everyone else at home is more preoccupied by the babies. Namely Sinéad and her apparent love for her niece over her own son. She keeps picking Bunny up to take care of her so I have to make someone else feed her own kid. :/
Sinéad: She needs a young female role model in her life!
Bunny is unaware of all this and probably drooling onto your shoes.
Being a warhead disarmer gives this speech bubble a whole new level of depth and interpretation.
... I am waiting for someone else to interpret it for me.
Or I also like to think that she's relating this tale to her mother.
Free will made her pick up Huevos and twirl him on his birthday, at least. Can't wait to see how the little tyke turns out!
Oh man, that hair makes him look like he should be in a soap opera. Huevos Holiday sounds like an awesome alias too, except it's his real name, so it's DOUBLE AWESOME.
Behold, a better look at his new baby chick jumpers! I know he's only a toddler, but he makes it look so ~suave.
Valentine: Alright little man, time to learn the joys of the potty!
Huevos: *Head tilt* What? What am I supposed to do on here? I haven't been told a thing!
Where are the actual parents doing while all of this is going on? Playing the Sims of course, pffft. What else would you be doing?
Brendan: Pick the blue top! The blue top! Aaaarrrgh, it's not matching her bottoms! Oh no! Not that hair! Noooo, that's not flattering on a brunette!
Nail-biting stuff, seriously.
Look look! Little chicky PJs! 8D D'awwww! *Ignores screaming tot in favour of cute clothes*
Just to show that Sinéad does autonomously pay attention to her son from time to time. He didn't even really need a bath, I was just glad to see she hadn't totally forgotten about him.
Grandpa to the rescue! Seriously, now that he stays at home all day, he just wants to be with the little ones. It made my teeth melt. <3
Remember Brendan and Castor's kids? It's time for their twirlday!
Castor: *Throws baby in the air like it's a fun practice* 8D
Bunny the Alarmingly Cute, who despite her name, also has a chick on her dress. To be fair, it's wearing bunny ears, so I say 'nyeh!' to any objections.
Bunny: Can I play too?
Huevos: No! Huevos plays with no girl! *Hair swoosh downward*
Chick, who's crazy cute as well and whose hair would make any Don Bluth male protagonist of the 90s proud.
Bunny: I don't like this chair, I want my food and I want to go to sleep WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE
Bunny: *Glares at reader* What are you looking at, bub!?
Why can't you be like your brother, who's content to just sit in his crib and eat his own boogers?
Huevos: Gotta hone my speaking skills for my future career as daytime heartthrob!
This generation is learning all of the skills from the grandparents, hands down. Probably because everyone else is at work the entire day. But who cares, I love bonding time! <3
Edith: Wheeeeee!
Bunny: Muahahahaha attention! :D
Now that Huevos has mastered the art of the potty, he's all "WTF! Why are you in here, I clearly need privacy! >:T "
The kidlets are pretty fast learners, and I must say: with each new generation I just get more and more attached to this family. I KNOW, I KNOW, no one wants to hear the Simmer's sappy love for their legacy, but I had to. Because I can feel it in my bones... I WILL FINISH THIS ONE.
Asdslfkghfslkhg Get outta there!
Bunny: EEHEEHEEHEE
*Shakes fist* When you're older, there will be retribution! D:<
Sinéad: Bye honey! Work calls, so I'm going to put you down now!
Huevos: Okay! :D
Sinéad: There you go! *Plops him in the snow outside*
Huevos + me: :|
I realize there's barely been any Castor in this update (or any Brendan for that matter) but I swear he spends time with his kids! The Science career track leaves precious time to be at home, unfortunately. :( I do what I can in between home-from-work and nap time!
Huevos: This is it! My new big break! I can feel the tingling in my bones!
Childhood! It is doing good things to this boy's features. He's really got Victor's face, but the mouth looks more Sinéad's to me.
10 neat points? Why thank you, free maid!
Since the twins are still toddlers for a day and I have no place to build another room without throwing off the house's look I like, Huevos gets to sleep in his mom's bed for a night! I'd say d'awwww, but I also find it kinda funny.
Bunny shows Valentine her incredible arm-waving skills and I don't remember why I took this picture other than for the squee factor. I'M A TERRIBLE STORYTELLER. PERSON. THING.
Look at the adorableness of Chick's clothes. Yes, that is the reason I took this picture. Do not comment further.
You know, just 'cause you're a kid now doesn't mean you have to stop hanging out with your grandpa.
Huevos: Can't talk, busy skilling for my future character development.
Huevos: Let's see... What else could I do to make myself seem more worldly and attractive to the female soap-watching populace? Oooh, I know!
Huevos: Mother, may I please have money to get a badass tattoo on my pecs?
Sinéad: *DISAPPROVING FACE*
I missed that face.
More birthdays! I am happily anticipating the cutesy wootsies!
Bunny now enjoys conducting invisible orchestras and... *Peers at screen* Yes, I see the pretty!
And Chick. HOLY SHIT CHICK. I WANT TO SQUEEZE YOU TIGHT.
Look at this beautiful pastel palette of kids who all look so different from each other! Think of the possibilities of the next generation! <3
The kids are lucky bastards as my game declares it a snow day, so they spend their time having fun with snow outside.
I always thought that snowball evading maneuver looked like a dancing slide step. Do I see Chick as a ballroom champion in the future?
And more adorable children doing adorable things! If you haven't guessed by now, I am attracted to the happy, fluffy and cute. Which might explain why I love the new MLP show.
Brendan: I can't believe you've gotten more attention than I have this update! Stop bonding with all the children! That's my job!
Bunny's just gazing adorably at her grandpa, which really isn't helping Brendan's case.
Brendan: See? I can be affectionate too! *Grabs Bunny in a hug* Looove meeeeeeee
He's even trying to make nice with his nephew, who's still busy reading up all of the acting how-to books he can find.
Bunny's speech bubble has been properly censored for the reader's delicate sensibilities. Chick on the other hand, will just have to endure the dirty, dirty things she's saying.
... Or so I'd like to imagine.
That's all for now, folks.