The Mrmpfle Legacy: Chapter 2.6
warnings: language, teen sexuality, Porkchop, birthdays, travel
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Freckles: So Markus, I've been thinking and I'd like to talk to you.
Here we witness the domesticated female using her wits and deviousness to bend the domesticated male to her desires through use of her ample bosom and the implied promise of sex.
Markus: ...oh dear. That doesn't sound good. What's up?
The male is right to be nervous around the circling predatory female.
Freckles: It's not bad. I was just thinking. I'm kind of fond of Cupcake. I think we should have another baby.
The female lays her trap, secure in her impending victory.
Markus: I'm not so sure that's a good idea. I mean, Cupcake can be pretty demanding, plus school. Do you really want to have another baby right now? That's an awful lot of work.
The female shrugs off this momentary snag in her plans and grins widely, baring her fangs.
Freckles: Sure, but who says we'll get pregnant right away? You do enjoy the act of making a baby don't you Markus?
The female bats her eyelashes and looks up at the male longingly. He is helpless to resist her and once again the female comes out victorious.
Gage: Ohai guiz! Sorry, don't mind me. I was just using your bathroom. Cause it's nice and totally not inconveniently located at all. Don't mind me.
I'm pretty sure that at 3 in the morning when Cupcake started screaming, Freckles was regretting her decision to lure Markus into giving her another baby.
Markus: zzZZzzI havezzZChemistry finalzzZZZzzYou take babyzzz
Freckles: Well, how do you feel about the prospect of a baby brother or sister Cake? You know it's your birthday in a few days. I kind of like this cute cuddly baby stage. I'm going to miss it.
Awww, Freckles does have a soft spot.
Squishy: I'm sorry, that seat is reserved for someone who isn't a complete and utter cock.
Markus: Oh good, then you won't mind if I sit here right? Thanks.
Squishy has no capability for forgiveness. It's settled.
Why is this here? Beats me. I think Gage did this when he was trying to upgrade it to unbreakable. Things in this house seem to break a lot. :|
PEANUT is having troubles. Everyone else in the damn house can figure out where the fridge is but not her!
Peanut: Everything in there is gross and old. I'm sick of cake! Give me real food! Let me make some waffles! With strawberry sauce and whip cream, and some fresh sliced strawberries on top. Oooohhhhh god pllleeeasse!
Anna: *sigh* fine!
She made pancakes instead and this handsome (but creepy, he weirds me out) maid didn't even steal one! I'm so proud.
Peanut got caught going through this old woman's garbage. I wondered how this would play out. It's a little awkward and full of social niceties.
Peanut: Sure. I'd love to come in and have a cookie. And no, of course I wasn't digging through your trash *awkward laugh* Why would...why would I do such a thing?
Does anyone remember Squishy's old best-friend Dimitri Ivanov? Yea. This is him. I get story progression updates on him all the time and he sounds like a bad seed. Stealing lunch money, pushing over old ladies, picking on nerds, getting involved in a gang, he's just gone all rebel. And apparently Squishy made a comment about it that Dimitri didn't like. Shortly after this Squishy got the wish "No longer be friends with Dimitri" Yea. He seriously is not the "forgive and forget" type.
Why is Porkchop freaking out? Well, one, because he's Porkchop and that's what he does, and two, because it's BIRTHDAY TIEMS! :D
Freckles: Porky, you need to calm down. Seriously. It's my baby that's growing up, not yours.
Porkchop: *wibble* I know but. They just grow up so fast!
Yup. And now he's adorkably sentimental too. Can we get a collective *awww* from the crowd? *waits* Thanks guys.
But it does look like Porkchop's words were getting to Freckles a little bit. She does not look enthused about this birthday cake.
Freckles: Here's the deal Cupcake. If you stop loving me? I'm going to disown you. Or send you back and get another. So you better be my baby forever.
The rest of the family is so caught up in being enthusiastic they are completely oblivious to Freckles' momentary crisis.
Well, Markus might be feeling it a little bit too.
Freckles: Oh god! I can't watch! What if he's horrible deformed?! AH!
Or maybe a little bald. Oh boy...
Cupcake: D:
Much better. Isn't he adorable?
Cupcake: ʘ‿ʘ
Freckles: I'm just so glad you're not horribly deformed.
Cupcake: ... o.O
Next up is Squishy!
Freckles: Tickle tickle!!
Cupcake: 8D
Markus: WOO! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! YOU'RE SO AWESOME!
Squishy: That's nice of you to say that. I know I am.
Markus: Yea. I was being sarcastic.
Squishy: Fuck you.
Freckles: Toddlers are so wonderful! I love them! *squee* YAY!
Mmmhmm. She's so attentive.
Cupcake: ^_^
Markus: YAY! You're getting old! Next stop: DEAD! HAHA!
Squishy: Damn. He has a point.
Squishy: OH GOD NO! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!
Markus: *vindictive cheering*
Porkchop: Uuuhhhh...
Squishy: I can still rock it right? Right?!
Porkchop: Uh. Yea. Totally. Of course you can.
And I present to thee! Adult Squishy. I had to give him the creepy pornstash. It just. It seemed so fitting. Squishy rolled the flirty trait. Which is also fitting.
I don't really know why, but he seems to have this indignant look on his face quite often.
Squishy: What do you mean you don't know why? HMPF! I HATE YOU!
Anna: Well you shouldn't, cause I got you all a treat.
FRANCE!
Yea, I decided to send all the kids to France for a week. I have a feeling Freckles and Markus were annoyed but whatever. They can suck it up. I wanted fun vacation pictures.
btw, a lot of this will just be uncapped pictures. Not all, but definitely some.
Everyone split up immediately. Such a loving family.
Porkchop: I don't know about this. Is it safe? That water looks peculiarly pink. I think I might die. I shouldn't do this. Oh god. Ohgodohgodohgooooddddd!!
Anna: Just jump already! Sheesh! You'll be fine.
Freckles is my official adventuring sim.
Freckles: It's cause I'm so awesome right?
Anna: *shrug* Sure. That, and you're heir. You ought to do this stuff while the others are left to do whatever they want.
Freckles: Yea, I'm so cool.
Anna: How was the dive well?
Porkchop: I don't want to talk about it. I just want to drink myself into oblivion.
Freckles:What is that?
Freckles: OMG NO SERIOUSLY WHAT IS THAT?!
Freckles: [insert girlish screaming and flailing here] WHAT THE FUUUUUCK?!
This is not a comforting sight. Dead bodies strewn around the tomb your heiress is exploring? Not comforting.
Squishy and Porkchop decided to try their hands at nectar making. Porkchop gave up pretty quick, he didn't like how dirty it was.
Porkchop: Eeeewwww it's so sticky! Oh this feels so gross. Ewewewewewew!!
SPARKLE HEART!
Here's a true Adonis.
Markus and Porkchop understand the true meaning of a vacation.
Then again, Freckles is paying for their trip, and more, with all her adventuring.
I hardly spent any time with Markus except for mainly this one afternoon. I fell in love with him. He's adorable.
I know Freckles is the official adventuring sim but Squishy was in the neighbourhood of the Landgraab mansion so I had him check it out.
BAD IDEA BAD IDEA BAD IDEA! D:
Squishy: I don't feel very good...
Squishy: *passes out*
Anna: *worries like a sim mother* Oh god, I killed my favourite.
I am not very good at learning lessons. I sent him back to the traps.
Squishy: WHY DO YOU HATE ME?
Most stressful sim!afternoon of my life.
Markus however had a very chill, Jack Johnson-esque kind of afternoon.
And Porkchop creep. Like he does.
Scenery spam!
/end spam
Anna: Uh Porkchop? Who is this and what is she doing in your bed?
Porkchop: She just, came in my room and kicked me out of bed. So I'm reading a book while I wait for her to go so I can go to bed.
Anna: ....wow. Just. Wow.
Porkchop had this annoying want to learn the athletic skill, so I figured running to a destination would work. It didn't.
Squishy: Anna, these butterflies are preparing to attack. Run and get help. Now!
Squishy's really taken to the nectar. It's pretty much all he does. Wakes up, collects grapes, makes nectar, drinks nectar. He's such a lush.
Markus and Freckles hardly saw each other all week and there was a bed glitch that meant they couldn't share a bed for some reason. It was annoying. So I let them have a day to just spend time together. Which apparently means sucking face for 6 hours.
Squishy: Ugh! He fills me with so much rage! Okay, here's the deal Porkchop. That sister touching douchebag is gonna die. I say, we light him on fire.
Porkchop: Squishy, I think you have some serious rage issues.
Squishy: And I think you're a creepy, stalkery, push over. We can't let him get away with it?
Porkchop: Get away with what?
Squishy: Uh, defiling our baby sister. Duh.
Porkchop: I don't really think that's-
Squishy: Tonight. We take him tonight.
Porkchop: Aww! But there's a meteor shower. I thought we could all roast marshmallows and watch it together.
Squishy: That does actually sound nice...
The bed glitch finally worked itself out and Freckles and Markus got to be romantic in France.
Porkchop told Freckles about how Squishy wanted to set Markus on fire. So Freckles decided to spend the rest of the evening trying to distract Squishy from this goal.
While Porkchop and Markus played catch in the yard. Violently apparently.
Squishy: I'm sorry I wanted to kill your boyfriend.
Freckles: It's okay, just, please don't. I'm kind of fond of him. And so is our kid.
Squishy: Okay deal. I love you sis.
Awwwww. I'll leave you with that sweet moment of sibling bonding. :)