The Windsnap Legacy 1.2
Ello, it's me again! I think it has been about a week (or more) since i posted my last story(?, if you could call it that)
This is basically where we left off last time, and if you didn't believe me, here he is, Stiles, running away.
Annabelle: Why is he running away sim-god?
Well maybe its the fact that you just weirded him out.
Annabelle: Oh, maybe that's why.
Yea, maybe. Are you just going to stand there and watch that boy walk away? Go after him, gurl!
She went over to go and get her flirt on and looky there, that's one secret he didn't keep very well.
Annabelle: Hey sim-god, why is that girl disliked by me?
Well, because your flirting with her boyfriend.
Annabelle: Guess what sim-god?
What?
Annabelle: I laugh in her face!
GirlfriendOfDude: What the f*ck, you b*tch! Get your hands of mah boy!
After a couple of hours this finally happened.
Both: Nomnomnom, chewchewchew
I found her sulking away in the hallway.
Why are you sulking, Annabelle?
Annabelle: Because all I wanted to do was WooHoo, but NoOo! He was all like "I'm too tired to do that now" and totally rejected me. Now I am sad.
Yes, I can see that.
Annabelle: I feel so bad breaking these two up.
Why?
Annabelle: Just look at them! There outfits correspond! That's adorable.
What happened about laughing in her face?
Annabelle: Forget that! I freaken adore matching outfits! I feel so ashamed, I'm going to go and be ashamed by myself.
Annabelle: Don't look at me I just whizzed my self.
Wow, just wow. That's.. uh.. special.
Annabelle: Look at me eat my fist!
Stiles: I don't want to watch you eat your fist!
Real attractive.
Annabelle: I think I am going to go get a jo- WOAH THERE SEXAY!
You already have a boyfriend picked out remember?
Annabelle: But-but-but, fine. You suck, sim-god.
Annabelle: Oi, sim-god! Look at my toilet babies!
You mean the revolting, disgusting, eaten bowls of cold soup?
Annabelle: Oh, my, gosh! You are so mean! I was going to invite you to there birthday, but i don't think I will anymore!
I'm going to walk slowly away now.. and while I do, you are going to call up Stiles and ask him over.
Annabelle: Oh, hey Stiles. My sim-god wants me to ask you over so we can get married, have babies, and live a long, happy life together.
*Head desk*
Stiles: Um, no thanks maybe some other time.
Annabelle: What the fudge you jerk! You just made the worstest (I meant to spell it like that) choice in your life! I will never forgive you and if you die i won't care because you are a freaken jerk and you just broke my heart into a million pieces and the only way you can repair it, is if you come over here and pick them all up!
A little harsh don't you think?
Annabelle: No, they always come back, always.
Gurl, look at your life! It sucks, you are plunging a toilet, you have to sleep twenty feet away because of the smell, and guuuurl your pants are showing through your shirt! Call him back and apologize!
Annabelle: Fine have it your way.
Annabelle: Hey Stiles, I'm really very sorry about what happened last call. Want to come over and talk about it?
If it didn't work last time why do you think that it is going to work this time?
Stiles: Oh, I would love to my sweet.
Annabelle: Thank you my dear.
You are so smooth.
Annabelle: Uhh... So now that we made up and every thing.. wouldyouliketobemyboyfriendprettypwease?
Stiles: Of course I will beautiful.
Annabelle: Oh thank goodness, I thought I was going to have to marry the sideburn guy *shivers*.
We shall not go down that road ever again.
And guess what? He runs away AGAIN! What is wrong with this guy?
Annabelle: I have a surprise for you sweety.
Stiles: Ooh what is it?
If he can't tell by the ring sign above her head then he must be really... spefl. (OH YEA I SAID SPEFL!).
Stiles: OHMYGOSHIWASNOTEXPECTINGTHISATALL!!!!!!
Annabelle: Yea, I got that.
Annabelle: Well? Will you marry me?
Did you get goosebumps because I certainly did.
Stiles: F*CK YEA I WILL!
Stiles: I can't wait to plan our wedding!
Annabelle: Well-
Stiles: WE'RE GOING TO HAVE GIANT TEDDY BEARS AND PANDAS!!!
Annabelle: Well, uh, sweety?
Annabelle: Our wedding is going to be out here. As in right now.
Stiles: What? Your kidding me right?
Annabelle: Uh, no?
Stiles: Fine then.
WEDDING SPAM/
/WEDDING SPAM
ain't they adorable?
welcome to the family:
Stiles Windsnap
Traits: loner, loves the outdoors, neat, frugal, light sleeper
Favorites: electronica, mac-and-cheese, white
With the new wedding and marriage and such, I thought it would be time for a REAL house, so here we are!
Here is the inside: a bed, kitchen, and many stinky toilet babies! Ain't it purdy?
Here's da bathroom!
Annabelle: Now that I think about it, my toilet babies really stink.
Well, we don't have enough money for a sink so you have to stick with what you have.
You never learn do you?
I am protesting against not having a table.
Stiles: MY BODY IS READY!
Both: Yum, babies.
Annabelle: I feel like crap! And I have a door sticking in me!
Good, that means it's working.
Annabelle: What?
Yup, it worked. By the way did I ever tell you how fabulous your shoes are?
Annabelle: OH MAH GAW- really? You like my shoes? It took you long enough sim-god.
ExGirlfriendofStiles: I can't believe you just dumped me like.. like.. TRASH!
Stiles: Um.. excuse me! I recycle my trash!
Aww! Such good parents! Getting money anyway they can. That's so sweet.
Stiles: I'm awesome.
Just keep thinking that.
Annabelle: Yawn! Oh, I am so tired from the hard core painting i have been doing.
What are you painting? A ribbon? Why? Ok, your weird.
Both: Mmm... bed.
Annabelle: OH MY GOD! I'M HURTING WHY? WHAT DO I DO?
Go to the Hospital you idiot.
Annabelle: OWW!!!!
Get in the dam hospital already!
Stiles: I'm... a... dad...?
Gee, you catch on fast don't you? My little daddzy.
EXPANSION TIME! HAZZAH!
Annabelle: I shall hang it here, like so.
You do know that you aren't supposed to hang your babies right?
Annabelle: Fine, but it looked so nice there.
There she is, ain't she pretty?
Stiles: It's crying.. what do I do exactly?
Aww, such a good mommy.
Annabelle: Thank you, I'm glad you noticed.
Annabelle: Mmm... babies.
SURE! Who wouldn't want to sleep on the ground somewhere ominous and might get obducted?
Annabelle: Comphy, ooh look little pancakes in the sky. And look they are lighting up! Ahaha cool.
Run. Now!
I leave you without many things. For example the child's above name, but don't worry she has one.
Aww! So, adorable!
That's the end of this entry. Hope you liked it! Tell me any suggestions, comment, things you liked or disliked, and things I can do to make this more enjoyable for everyone!
Ta ta for now!<3 Love ya awlays, Emily.