CROSS LEGACY; 2.2
You may love playing with Tom, but his insides don't love you.
But I don't blame you for trying, that face is kind of hard to resist!
David's still got a soft spot for toddler girls. In a non-creepy way...of course.
...SO. FREAKING. CUTE. This is one of the few reasons why I love twins.
Hopefully bun number four'll be as cute as the rest of them, yeah?
Anne's...whateversenses are tingling!!
Anne: MOMYOUPOPPEDYAYHUGS?!?
Anne: I'M SO PSYCHED, ARE YOU PSYCHED?
Not that Circe knows what the hell just happened. And really, Anne, you shouldn't care.
Tom certainly doesn't.
Eager to start the new job, are we? Good, good. Except that it's ONE IN THE FUCKING MORNING, gtfo.
Invested in a barre. Mistake number one.
You guys are probably sick of all the cute!spam, but shit, this is the first time a sim of mine has sung a nursery rhyme by himself! ...actually that's probably because I've never bothered teaching nursery rhymes before.
And Pippa keeps 'em all comin'
Pippa: Sure, you may look at them as friendly neighbors, but I see them 12, 13, 14, and 15, all willi--
simpathetic: ...nobody wants to know, Pip.
To her credit, she seems to have had better luck with the women.
Pippa: Come into my parlor...
Pippa: Have you seen the viral vid featuring this girl that could play the violin with her-?
Bluewater Village Sim: You're fucking weird for even viewing that shit.
Not weird enough for you to stalk her though, huh?
Seriously, I Keep Forgetting His Name: Do you give out free hugs?
Pippa: And you say I'm weird?
BUT BEHOLD! The baby cometh to defend its mother's honor!
David thinks that this is the perfect time to answer the phone
David: Screeching? What screeching? Ohhh, that. It's just my wife going into labor...oh, no, she's fine, really...uh-huh.
Pippa: HELP?!?!
David: Hey Hon? Could you lower it down? Just a little?
It's a boy, Jason. We all know the story about his genetics, no?
David: ...yeah, yeah. Hold on, my wife is waving a baby's ass in my face.
Baby? Meet floor.
Tom's a little upset that nobody cares to hear him sing his lullaby.
Anne: WHAT THE HELL IS STEPHEN TINKER DOING AT MY HOUSE?
Making sure that Jason gets taken care of.
But once he's gone it's back to the floor for this one.
The twins, they have priority, you see.
Pippa got to meet one of her online lovers irl.
Also bagged.
Circe: Somebody put me in bed, please!
Poor girl's cries fall on deaf ears.
Gardener?: Wow, poor kid...
lol. 'Oh well', right?
Gardener?: Would you do the honors?
Pippa: *rubs palms together* Yes, yes, of course!
~Foreshadowing~
The fire also both wakes Circe up and drops her aspiration way low. Very convenient fear there.
David: OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS HOT ORANGISH THING ON MY PRECIOUS TELESCOPE?
Anne's parroting her mother by chatting up future boyfriends.
I had to get Anne to call the fire department because David just would not put out the fire when I told him too. And Pippa...
...well. Pippa.
It's not that huge a deal for David, though, and he goes right back to his newfound passion for making a blithering idiot out of himself.
Anne: Are you the type of guy who finds girls who play video games hot?
Such a fine parent you are, David, letting your kid daughter chat up some guy nobody in the family knows.
You're kidding, right?
How many times has Pip done this before? And you're just now catching on?
...and what the hell is with the positive memory you're getting from all of this?
David: I AM COMPLETELY HEARTBROKEN!
David: You WHORE!
Gard--Jasper: Yeaaaah, smack that bitch good, this is EXACTLY what turns me on.
David: But daaaaaamn, I can't stay pissed at her forever.
Pippa: He's so ~hot~ when he's violent!
*COLLECTIVE SWOON*
Jason's birthday. Maybe we'll get to see more of him now?
Your genes have done pretty well, Dave. Let's just hope that any similarities are only physical.
Anne: I'm glad that that isn't anybody I know!
Pippa: Since you're a service Sim, you can come by any time you want.
Really. O-B-S-E-S-S-E-D with the service lot.
David doesn't care about what's going on the next room over. I think I'll just blame your weird-assed jealousy issues on ACR.
Anne: Hey you guys, let's smustle!
Does your mom have you man-hunting for her or something?
Obligatory pic of the forgotten child.
Pippa: I know I was being inconsiderate that one time, but I know a way to make it all better...
David: I have my true love back!
Circe: *fails at life*
The cute is still pretty hard to deny.
Anne: MomguesswhatguesswhatIgotanAhiwhyareyounakedwiththatguyinbedhuhuhhuh?!?!?!
Twins grow up and Pippa finally thinks that Remus is omg so hot!!1
Anne: Stick 'em up!
Tom: What are you doing?
Circe takes out her frustrations over her sad life on Anne.
Pippa: Not my A+ student!
David: -nononono, nothing's wrong here, my kids are just having a good time with each other.
Tom: YEAH, CIRCE, KICK HER ASS!
Anne: OH NO, YOU WON'T!
And the winner is.
Tom after a little makeover.
And Circe.
Circe: MY LIFE COMPLETELY SUCKS AND IT'S EVERYBODY'S FAULT BUT MINE!
Circe: RAGE!
That must be one hell of an interesting phone call.
David: The wife? She's fine. Sure, she's making out with some guy I don't know, but heyheyhey, aren't all wives like that?
David: So that's what it looks like, huh? Smokin'.
Anne is just a big ball of joy and energy.
Circe wants your soul to rot in the ninth circle of hell.
...but after she takes a nap.
And Thomas would be just there, cracking himself up.
Anne: *gigglesnort* You look like an idiot, Mister!
Because you look like a professional whilst smustling, amirite Anne?
Circe: Daddy will Always love me, even if I am a loser.
Pssst. Nobody tell her that they aren't actually related and that that "family kiss" is kind of awkward.
Anne: What a beautiful night!
Anne: I feel like I could just fly, fly away!
Circe: *stalkstalkstalk*
Anne: DROP YOUR WEAPONS!
Circe: What the hell is this bitch on?!
Whatever it is, Circe, you must've gotten a hold of it. You realize you're smustling outside, right? There isn't even any music playing inside.
Anne: *stalks Remus*
Circe: *smustle, smustle*
Circe: JUST KIDDING!
Circe: Keh-heh, bitch! How does it feel? HUH?
Jason exists, I swear.
This proves that Anne and Circe want to fight each other as much as they can.
David: There's something wrong here, but I can't figure it out...
David: Huh. Oh well.
David: :D
lol David.
Anne: So what were you saying outside again, loser?
Circe: I'ma fuck her shit up when she least expects it...
Circe: Mommy, Mommy, dance with me?
Pippa: Uhm.
Very, very obsessed.
Anne is like the Smustle Fairy or something. When she starts smustling, EVERYONE must smustle.
Circe: Nice, big, shiny car. You want it?
Circe: TOO BAD, REJECT! MUWAHAHAHA!!!
Just because Anne can easily whip your ass doesn't mean that you have to pick on your poor baby half-brother.
David: Awww, who let you out of your cage, huh?
Not knowing how my ACR jealousy settings will act this time around, I sent everyone on a hike...
...so Pip could bed I-Forget-His-Name without getting caught.
But David always finds a way.
David: NOT AGAAAAIIIIIIIIINNNN!
He rushes over to show Pippa a thing or two but stops short to swoon.
Your fault for getting attached, bud.
This next part, I don't fucking know.
She pre-emtively slaps what's his face...
...aaaand cries about it.
I.... I don't know what to say. :|
Jason: Ooogie oogie!
Jason: Ooogie oogie oogie ooh!
Why are you so cute?
Yeah. That'll show him good.
Whatshisface: Maybe I'll just take one of their kids...
Anne: THAT IS MORTIFYING, MISTER.
You know something's up when your kid doesn't even want to dance with you.
But you know how to fix it, right? Right.
Aand last toddler birthday of the generation (hopefully).
I think he'll fit in just fine.