The final Monty household
As the title says, it's time to head ver to the last Monty household.
Beatrice: Dad just magically graduated college!
Benedick is dying.
Beatrice: This isn’t about him.
But yeah. I don’t know if he had flu or food poisoning, but I guess it got worse when he was showing up in the background for the last few years and as soon as I made him playable, he keeled over.
Antonio: WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Beatrice: Dad would you chill for a sec? I’m trying to catch a shiny.
Beatrice: Aaaaaaaand... pause.
Beatrice: Please don’t reap my brother, it’ll ruin my week.
Grim: All right, you know how this goes.
Beatrice: BIG YES!
Grim: Look, this happens quite a lot, you really don’t have to make such a big deal-
Beatrice: VICTORY DANCE!
Benedick: Thanks, sis, you’re the best.
Beatrice: And don’t you forget it.
I’m not sure anything’s gonna top being brought back from the dead, game.
Cornwall: How dare you! I’m married! And you interrupted my very important bin-kicking!
Anyway, Benedick’s motives are all skew-whiff after that near-death experience, so I sent him out to use up some energy.
Bottom: Oh my, what a stud!
Benedick: Hee hee hee boing boing.
Benedick: Throw a real punch!
Isabella: She calls that a punch? What d’ya think, should we go in there and teach those infants how to throw a real punch?
Albany: Perhaps after dinner.
Isabella: All right, fucko, dinner’s over, and dessert is a KNUCKLE SANDWICH!
Ginger: So hey, those old people behind you are going for it like a rock’em sock’em robot.
Benedick: Please. Don’t acknowledge them.
Albany: A SANDWICH ISN’T EVEN DESSERT!
Benedick: I’m just... gonna go get a drink.
Bartender: Aren’t you a teenager?
Benedick: A teenager with money.
The fighting was getting annoying, so I had Benedick hit up another lot and hit on Isaac Curious here.
And then, home, just in time for... *squints* Alvin Futa here to kick over the bin.
Alvin: I’m a Capp now!
No you’re not, you’re barely a character. You’re lucky I even went to the effort of googling your name, I thought you were Ricky Cormier.
Antonio: Money can be exchanged for goods and services and legal name changes.
Beatrice: Ahh, a nice cup of tea.
Roxie: Hey, quick question, what the fuck?
Honestly no idea, babes. You can have some new gloves when I get to your household.
Beatrice: I love this place.
My memory is a bit shit, but I seem to recall it’s glitched and I had to teleport some people in to trigger walkbys?
Beatrice: Why would you do that? The lack of people was what I liked best.
Cute stray.
Sharla: Yeah, money’s pretty great.
Benedick: But you know what’s even better?
Sharla: What’s that?
Benedick: LEAVES!
Sharla: But is it art?
A joke that will probably only make sense to about three people, one of which is me.
Antonio: And that’s why I became an architect!
Antonio: And now to look around for building inspiration.
Beatrice: Computer’s broke.
HOW!? I literally just brought that! I’m not even joking, I brought it so she could fulfil a want, and she immediately broke it.
Decided it was time to invite Isabella and Patrizio over for a little family bonding.
Patrizio: So long as the bonding involves a delicious, home-cooked meal.
No comment, just happy family fun times.
This time Antonio was the one whose energy was out of sync, so he did some skilling over at the library.
And then the next morning, I sent them out for breakfast.
Beatrice: Where’s Benedick?
Oh, his hunger bar’s full, so he-
-has decided to lean right into that stereotype about teenage boys eating tons by joining the group anyway.
Benedick: Gotta keep my strength up in case I die again!
And then it’s off to the local museum.
Beatrice: Can you say “parrot”?
Parrot: Parrot.
Beatrice: Yes! My very own Pokemon!
Chloe: Oh, I’m serving something, all right.
More leafy fun.
And to round off the week, I invited Bianca’s family over.
Townie: Hey kid!
Paris: Mom?
Bianca: Remember what I told you, don’t make eye contact with them, and they can’t hurt you.
Antonio: I never realised how fulfilling being an architect could be.
Beatrice: Don’t suppose you could help we with some maths?
Bianca: I’ll be honest with you kid, I intentionally forgot how to do any of that the moment I aged up, you’re gonna have to ask someone else.
Beatrice: Aliens? Any of you lot know trig?
Benedick: Um, are you two OK?
Sahira: Definitely not, please help.
Bartended: You again?
Benedick: Life is short.
Townie: Heeyyyyyy teenage boy!
Benedick: For some people, not short enough.
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