Previously: Nothing too out of the ordinary. Fighting, growing, failure, etc., etc. Sorry for not replying to comments. I appreciate all my readers. I do not, however, appreciate my life right now. SO LET'S IGNORE THAT AND MOVE ON.
To splashing.
And more splashing.
And more splashing.
IDK. It's a family thing.
Francine, meanwhile, is the only kid who has any interest in her studies.
...Harper, you do have a bed.
Donut: Come, my minion, and feed me a treat.
Sutherland: And if your teachers dare to doubt any of your answers--
Fisher: I'll suggest they have a talk with my vampiric "uncle."
Sutherland: Very good.
Sutherland: Who the hell is that guy? His hitting on my "niece" is throwing off my groove.
This dude looks disturbingly like a guy I knew in high school and college.
Sutherland: Dude! Back off! You're so creepy you just scared my fangs out of my face.
Sutherland: ..."hanging out" is not why I invited my fiance over.
Ridley: I am going to work out until I can beat my brother in every fight ever.
...good luck, bb.
Least satisfying evening with his fiance ever but at least he gets a proper farewell.
Rosie: Need energy. Need food. Oh god, I hate being an adult.
Donut spent the vast majority of the day sleeping on Foster's bed.
I would like you all to meet Bella. I lol'd.
And this is Angry Blind Kid.
Rausch: MOM! MOM! LOOK, MOM!
...this poor girl never gets any attention.
...THE HELL DID ANGRY BLIND KID DO.
Bella: Ooooooh my god! You have a vampire uncle, right? Ooooh my god!
Foster: ...yeeeeah.
Foster: You think you've got a chance? You're funny.
Harper: Ooooh. Let me tell you aaaaall about vampires.
Foster: This should be good.
Donut: YOU. YOU KEEP DOING YOUR HOMEWORK. DON'T YOU KNOW THAT'S MY MIDNIGHT SNACK?
And look who growed up? Darling Francine.
Family/Popularity
10-7-2-5-6
+ Stink/Red Hair
- Underwear
AIR THRILLER.
This is every afternoon.
Red Queen v. White Queen.
Ridley: *has no friends*
Foster: You don't want to get up in my face kid.
ABK: Oh yeah?
Foster: Are you thinking about my baby sister now? Oh, no you don't!
Well, he warned you.
Every. Afternoon.
Oh, Ridley. :|
So, everybody was low on fun so I decided to send the kids out on the town.
Geriatric DJ!
Then Rausch decided she wanted a snack and the game froze.
Foster: Don't even.
These kids...
...and their parents.
I guess that's...kind of sweet?
Instead of sleeping, it's homework in your underwear?
And then a movie. Oh, Francine.
If only I had a pipe organ.
There is something about being watched by a wolf while you splash...
Francine and our wolf are still friends, though.
WOAH. WHAT?
Well, nice try?
And now for failure.
I TOLD YOU TO GO TO BED. WHY ARE YOU PISSING YOURSELF OUTSIDE.
.................RIDLEY.
Poor bb. :[
Ridley, why are you so determined to destroy this family?
Foster: So, just thought I'd let y'all know, I'm gonna kill our sister.
It's a family affair!
Aww, Rausch finally got some attention! :D
Hi, Donut.
Guys, you're almost adults.
Look at your parents. They're so happy. Can't you just--
Nevermind.
And now for adulthood.
Foster
Ridley
Fisher
Rausch
Francine
So who will our 8th Gen heir be? Well, I guess I sort of lied. You're not finding out this update. BECAUSE I'M AN ASSHOLE. However, it's narrowed down to these two.
IS THIS A CLIFFHANGER? I THINK IT IS. WHY? BECAUSE I AM A DICK. :D
Next time: Heir will be announced and the next generation will begin.