Sorry + I need your help! D:

Sorry guys – I have not forgotten about this legacy, it’s just that my game is screwed up big time. I have one chapter I have actually nearly finished writing (90%), but at the end, I was like, “Okay, I’m just going to wait until Pansy gives birth to finish this chapter BECAUSE SHE HASN’T GIVEN BIRTH IN LIKE 10 FREAKING SIM DAYS AND IT’S GETTING OLD, GAME.”

And guess what. She never gave birth. I actually waited 10+ days. dafuq

If you guys know a solution, can you please let me know? I’m really devastated. I want my Gen 3 babies! :(

Downloads!

I updated my downloads page (click) with working links and new family members, hooray!

I’m really sick at the moment so update will be postponed. I’m going to update the photos on the downloads page by tonight.

Tell me if the links don’t work!

Chapter 16: New Beginnings

Hello! Sorry for the late update, I’ve been really busy with school and crap, so I’m really glad I can finally play.

Last time, Pansy got preggerz and got married to Bobby, Petunia aged up and kissed Dylan but she didn’t like it. (Don’t you just love my summaries….)

What kind of question is that, of course Petunia wants to chat. In fact, she obviously wants to invite him out, too.

Petunia: What…I never said anything about-

MOVING ON

Okay, I’m going to hold a contest. Just find out how many things are wrong/dirty/wrecked in this photo.

I leave them for literally 5 minutes, and this is what happens.

Dilly: What I don’t understand is, there are 2 men in the house, and they rely on an old lady to fix stuff?

I don’t understand either. *sigh*

Merlin: There’s a beautiful young cat on our doorstep, what is this sorcery?

Merlin: *purrs* What’s cookin’, good lookin’?

Kai: Oh, heh, hello.

Merlin: I expect you’re here to stay? Mind if I show you around?

Kai: Well, that would be very nice of you, I’m sure.

I find it strange how the cats are more sophisticated than humans in this household…

SO CUTE.

Know what else is so cute?

Petunia: So, uh, Tom, I was wondering if you would move in with us. I mean, everyone hates you in your family, and your brother’s making your life miserable.

Thomas: Um…True, but..

Petunia: Plus we have cookies.

Thomas: Did you just say cookies? I’M IN

HELL YEAH.

What have I done…..

Bobby found one of these in his inventory. I named him Ben.

Thomas bought some cash with him, so I expanded the house again. The crappy little room in the bottom right corner is his, LOL.

Bobby and Pansy can have the loft.

What are you doing here…

Bobby: I’m looking for Goodwin, he wants me to help him solve a case. But as soon as I got here, he left…

I think I can understand why. This looks like oldies’ night…

Bobby: Ah, Mr. Goode. I’ve been stalking you for ten hours already.

Bobby: Wait, did you just say a dead hoo-

Merlin: I’M GETTIN SOME

Kai: Hold on, I’m exhausted. I think I’d like to rest for a bit.

Merlin: Okay, so I’m not getting some.

Mick: Sonny, I don’t want any drama in this house. You better tell m’exactly what you’re gonna do.

Thomas: Well, I’ll pay $100 in rent per week, and-

Mick: Jus’tell me you’ll sleep in your own bed.

Thomas: I’ll sleep in my own bed.

Bobby: Shh! I’m hacking!

Oh Pansy, y u so zen?

………………..

Mick: YOUNG MAN!

Mick: I KNOW you have’a nice bodeh ‘n everythin’, but don’t wear that around the house. Don’t want you gettin’ m’daughter pregnant or anythin’.

Thomas: *choke*

Well, it’s not like he wasn’t thinking about it…

Bobby: So I hacked into the web for you, and it appears that she isn’t dead, and your son is still safe.

Goodwin: Great! Thanks for your services.

Bobby: I’d pay a bit more than that, Mr. Goode, if you don’t want your wife to find out about it….if you know what I mean.

Goodwin: Oh, it’s okay. She has several illegitimate children of her own, so I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.

Bobby: ……….okay

Bobby: Fiddlesticks. I believe I lit my coat on fire as I tossed the burning piece of paper backwards.

Petunia: So, Tom, why did you ask me to come here with you? Is there something you’d like to say that you can’t in the house?

Thomas: Yes.

Thomas: I really like you, Petunia, ever since we first met as teenagers. I’ve wanted to say this to you for the longest time…so I was wondering, will you be my girlfriend?

(Let’s not even go to what Petunia’s thinking right now….)

Petunia: Of course.

Thomas: Great! One more question….

Thomas: Will you marry me?

This is so adorable I don’t have anything to say, so just enjoy the photos.

Meanwhile, someone else is getting some action.

Kai: So what were you trying to say to me earlier, Merlin?

Merlin: *meows something that should not ever be repeated*

Mick: Congrats on the wedding, but you better take good care of my daughter, sonny. Or else I’ll punch yer lights out.

Thomas: Yes sir! *gulp* I wouldn’t plan on doing otherwise!

And then they moved out. :(

I didn’t want them to, but then the household was getting too big and I’m thinking it’s because we’ve reached the maximum amount of people, Pansy isn’t able to give birth. She’s still pregnant, it’s been at least 3 days. So we’ll see you around town sometime, Petunia and Thomas! *teardrop*

So, I remodeled the house a bit again, making the living room/dining room area bigger.

I made a little art loft area for Petunia, kind of like her little prison cell. So she can sculpt and paint all day.

SP Updates:

REALLY? REALLY? DILLY’S OLD FLAME? MY GAME HATES ME.

On that (wise) note, I’ll see you all next time.

Chapter 15: Surprises

Last time we left off, Pansy moved in and is now romantically involved with Bobby, Petunia still can’t make up her mind.

Let’s move on and hope for the best.

Oh gosh…look at her face. Just look at it. It looks like she’s putting poison in the pancakes.

And to make it creepier, she started cooking autonomously.

Mick: So, honey, you called?

Woman: Yes, I just grew up, and would like a new wardrobe. In other words, LUL GIVE ME 2 EVERYDAY OUTFITS AND 1 FORMALWEAR AND 2 SWIMWEAR AND -

Mick: The only thing I’ll give you is a glare.

Mick: But okay, challenge accepted, dear.

Woman: WTF I don’t even-

Mick: Do you like the evil unicorn on your cheek, honey? It’s the latest trend. And that helmet, I knew it’d fit you.

Two minutes after Mick left, Bobby showed up to the same household.

Bobby: Hello Ms. Racket. So I was told that you have a case on your hands..by the way, who’s that ugly woman with an evil unicorn on her face?

Lolly Racket: Ask your dad. But anyway, someone has been kicking my gnomes. I suspect my neighbour.

Bobby: <sarcasm> Oh golly, what an exciting case. </sarcasm>

Lolly: I know, right? So go interview my annoying neighbours, the Prudence household.

Bobby: *gulp* Did you just say Prudence?

Bobby: Uh, hello, future brother-in-law. Don’t mind me, just a few questions I have to ask you…

Bobby: LOL apparently it was you who kicked it while sleepwalking. See the evidence on my smartphone? Yeah.

Lolly: OH LOL WELL I’VE BEEN AN IDIOT! Thanks chap!

And that was the end of Bobby’s first case as an investigator.

Thank God for the mosaic, but this still gave me a horrible fright.

Since we couldn’t afford a sculpting device yet, I sent Pansy to do all the painting. Hopefully we will be able to get some portraits done before anyone kicks the bucket.

I finally got around to painting the exterior of the house, now it actually looks like a house.

Pansy: *is painting happily*

I forgot how hideous paintings were when they first start out. Note to self: download the painting mod as soon as possible.

Mick: Hello, gorgeous ;)

Dilly: Ooh, I’m so flattered.

Bobby: Do you MIND? You two are literally killing me right now.

Bobby: I might as well just not eat and starve.

Pansy? What are you doing up so late?

Pansy: Ooh..I think it’s the pancakes.

Pansy: Nevermind! The change of clothes clearly signifies pregnancy! Now just excuse me for one moment…

Pansy: BLEUGHARGHEUGH

Yeah, I know she has Crumplebottom hair when she’s in her sleepwear, sorry about that…I keep forgetting to change it.

Bobby: I was wondering if I could take you on a date. Somewhere special.

Pansy: Of course!

Aren’t you going to tell him?

Pansy: Yeah…maybe later…

Bobby: Tell me what?

Pansy: NOTHING

Bobby: Pansy, I have something to tell you. I’ve been wanting to tell you this for the longest time - 

Oh my God.

Go. AWAY.

Eva Drudge: Look baby! The ugly man is proposing to the ugly lady!

Bobby: Pansy, will you marry me? I promise I will love you forever and ever and ever.

Eva: Look Baby! The ugly man is not creative at all! You know, when your daddy proposed to me

Shut the hell up, your husband divorced you ages ago.

Pansy: OHMYGODYESYESYESYES!!

Eva: Whatever guys, I’m leaving. This is boring, isn’t it, Baby?

Awwww.

Pansy: So, um, I have something to tell you too.

Bobby: Yeah, what is it?

Pansy: Um…

Pansy: I’m pregnant!

Bobby: WHAT?

Bobby: OMG REALLY? I’M GOING TO BE A DADDY?

Pansy: Yes. That’s why we have to get married right now.

Pansy: Bobby, I promise I will love you even though you freak out ten times per day about being anxious that the sink is going to leak. Just saying, even if it does leak, it’s not going to kill anyone. But yeah, I’ll love you despite of that.

Bobby: Pansy, I promise that I will love you no matter what, and even though I have to brush my teeth after kissing you, I will still do that every day. I promise to never complain when you lick your dishes, and not to smack you in the face whenever you burp, because that’s disgusting and extremely unladylike.

Pansy: Awww you’re so sweet! <3

To each their own…

Mick: Congrats Sonny! As a wedding gift, I give you me ‘n your mom’s bedroom cuz it’s bigger, and a new crib.

Bobby: Wow Dad, that’s like, the only good thing you’ve ever done for me. Thanks.

Mick: Shut up son I gave you life

Aww. Well, you’re getting that wish, no worries.

Bobby: Aww I felt the baby kick!

Petunia: Shut up she isn’t even showing yet. How is that even possible.

LOL I love how she constantly looks pissed off.

Bobby: BABY CAN YOU HEAR ME I GOT YOU A TEDDY BEAR HIS NAME IS GEORGE

Pansy: LOL DEAR YOU’RE SO FUNNY

It’s Petunia’s birthday! FINALLY

So, what’s your wish?

Petunia: You know what my wish is. It’s been locked in since I turned into a teen.

Right. I’ll, uh, get to that.

Petunia: Anyway, I also wish that I could grow up to be pretty.

Oh.

Well, she’s not that bad….

She’s SERIOUSLY not that ugly. To be honest, I think she’s actually moderately pretty.

What the hell happened to Mick’s genes.

So glad she’s not heiress right now, otherwise this legacy will be screwed up big time.

Petunia: So, um, Dylan, there’s been something I’ve been wanting to do ever since high school.

Dylan: Well, I’ve been wanting to do something too, but I’m not sure if it’s the same thing.

Dylan: Okay so it wasn’t the same thing, all I wanted to do was to ask for your number. But that’s great, too…

Petunia: Why didn’t it feel like special?

Dylan: What?

Petunia: Like…it just didn’t feel…magical. I don’t know. My heart isn’t even pounding fast.

Petunia: Sorry, Dylan. I know this is really unfair for you…But I think I just don’t like you, and what happened just now proved it.

Dylan: *sob*

Petunia: Maybe we should just stay friends.

Like mother, like daughter…

SP Update time!

LOL. So Kayla is getting pissed at Penny Pincher for getting her man, Dudley died and my simself is taking it out on Sinbad.

Great.

Chapter 14: Young-Adulthood

Welcome back! Last time, Bobby became heir and might have a chance with Pansy, while Petunia is keeping a wide eye open for potential spouses.

Merlin: Hello there human.

Merlin: Hello.

Merlin: Human.

Err…why don’t we have a look at what other family members are doing.

Dilly: Ohmagawd! Poisonous beetles? Are you sure this is going to work?

Dilly: Okay, so after you blind them with the poison, just snatch the money.

Dilly: Then we’ll be rich! MUAHAHAH-

I have a feeling that I’m not supposed to be hearing any of this. Who the heck is she talking to, anyway?

My simself really is a creep….she shows up whenever Mick’s here.

Clover: Hey, it’s my responsibility to keep an eye on him, alright?

Sure.

Clover: Besides, I’m looking pretty snazzy with my leopard print guitar. Aw yeah.

Shark: You would look better in a leopard print-

Clover: HOO-KAY LET’S JUST LEAVE IT AT THAT SHARK

Bobby: Hey woman, let me have a listen at your tummeh even though I’ve never met you before.

Bobby: Hmm, it’s making weird noises. Maybe ya need a diet.

Gala Ball: I’m pregnant, you bastard.

Mick: PARTAAAYY TIME because you suck at taking transition pics

Everyone: PANSY YOU STINK, DIRTY HO *covers noses*

Pansy: For the last time, it isn’t me, it’s Mick! :(

Petunia: Mm, Dylan’s looking ever so fine.

Dylan: Is it just me, or is there something that smells horrible?

Then I found this cute looking sim.

She looks a little face one, but she’s not bad looking at all. And she has grey eyes, which is pretty awesome. Too bad we’re not looking for cute spouses…

Everyone was stuck on the porch, and I had to use moveobjects to move the suckers onto the ground.

Clover: *stares creepily at Mick*

Tay: *stares creepily at Clover*

Rochelle: HEY WALL! Hell yeah, this party is AWESOME!

Everyone: YAY IT’S BOBBY’S BIRTHDAY!

Kayla: Yay Petuni-I MEAN BOBBY

Cute Teen Girl: So, Mr. Wall, I was wondering if you were single-

Molly Coddle: Oh my…what is that horrifying smell. I bet it’s Tay, that no good inbred swamp kid…

Why everyone is complaining that everyone else stinks, I don’t know.

Pansy: I think I just shat myself.

Tay: That’s okay, I do that all the time.

He gained the trait Computer Whiz. Yes, COMPUTER WHIZ. He is now a geeky, nerdy, obnoxious loser. How lovable.

So what’s your wish, Bobby?

Bobby: Um…nothing! *mutters* Just something about Pansy…

I get your drift, son. Your wish is my command.

Remember when I complained about Mick not aging up? Well, I discovered that there was some bug and his age was resetted for some reason -__- So I aged him up to an adult immediately, otherwise it would be too creepy to be the same age as your son.

Mick: HURR BIRFDAY TIME

Dilly: Cool story, dear.

Kayla: Maybe if I just hit him right here hard enough, he’ll finally drop dead….

Yay. No difference. Moving on to Bobby’s wish.

Pansy: What am I doing here?

What you do here every single birthday, dear.

Not bad…not bad at all. She’s actually not that hideous anymore (probably because of the poor lighting), but she’s still pretty ugly…

Petunia: You really need a new wardrobe.

I love this meme.

Pansy: AWW YEAH I’M ALL PARTIED OUT

Close your legs, please.

Bobby really isn’t that ugly (which is slightly disappointing), but Pansy definitely makes up for it, which is okay for me. :D

Bobby: So…I was wondering if you could stay over for the night? ;)

Pansy:

…Okay…

Bobby: Um, about last time, I said I had something I wanted to do…

Bobby: *OMNOMNOM*

Pansy: Well, I’m glad you got around to doing that.

YAYY!! FINALLY! THIS TOOK WAYY TOO LONG.

Right after the kiss? Bobby, I know she’s a slob, but does her breath really stink that bad? You were the one that wanted to kiss her in the first place…

Petunia: Oh gawd, you have really bad morning breath. What have you been doing all night?

Pansy: You really don’t want to know…

Petunia: You’re right. Forget I asked.

Omg what are you doing

Dilly: It’s more appetizing this way… if you know what I mean.

No. No, I don’t.

Pansy: So, I think it’s about time I went homeARGH

Bobby: The smell! Preposterous!

Pansy: Oops.

Bobby: Let’s forget that happened. If you want to prevent that from happening, you should probably move in with us so you can have a roof over your head (not to mention a plumbob, too).

Pansy: Yeah, sure.

Welcome to the household, Pansy Prudence! I was so relieved, I had so much trouble putting you and Bobby together.

Pansy: You’re welcome.

Pansy Prudence is an excitable slob that hates the outdoors, but is a savvy sculptor and an equestrian. She likes kids music, hamburgers and the colour turquoise.

Aren’t you happy that Pansy finally moved in with you?

Bobby:  *muffled* I sure am! *rolls wish to kiss her, then rolls another wish to brush teeth*

Petunia: FOR THE LAST TIME, will you stop following me?

Creepygirl: Heeheeeheehee

This creeper came home with Petunia, then would not leave. I made Petunia tell her to leave, but she just wouldn’t. Geez…talk about obsessive.

Creepy girl is creepy.

Pansy brought in $5000 with her, so I made the house much bigger! Yay!

Dilly: So, how do you like it here, Pansy?

Pansy: I like food.

Dilly: Uh..if you say so, dear.

Bobby: I CAN’T HUG PANSY! PANSY IS IN THE WAY!

Seriously, every time I see her, she’s eating something. Reminds me of me.

Petunia: I was thinking of getting a computer for Mom. What do you think?

Pansy: It’s with my money, isn’t it.

Petunia: Yep. But it’s for your future mother-in-law, and your future sister-in-law, father-in-law and husband would really appreciate it, wouldn’t you think? No pressure or anything, of course.

Pansy: Fine. But no more presents after this, or I’ll punch you.

Don’t look so excited to use it, Dilly. -_-

SP updates:

I don’t blame you, Kayla. Who doesn’t hate Jeffrey Castor?

Um…you have very special taste in men, however.

Poor simself…she’s probably going to be miserable. Well it’s her fault for dating an old man

Chapter 13: Dilemmas

Thank you everyone for voting! It was quite a close call, but Bobby won the hearts of the majority, and is the heir for our second generation!

Bobby: So you mean there are people out there that love me? :’)

Yes. Congrats.

But don’t worry, Petunia lovers! Since there are only two kids in the house, I’m keeping them both until there are too many people in the household, then she can move out with her spouse. You’ll still see more of her.

I would apologize to Petunia that she didn’t get heiress, but I think she’s too busy to care.

Thomas: Well hello there young lady. Please forgive my sudden outburst just now. My name’s Thomas Castor, how are you today?

Petunia: sup

Dilly, what on EARTH are you doing with that stupid magnetic attraction book, just put it down and go check on your children that you FORGOT ABOUT AND BOBBY IS THE NEW HEIR.

Dilly: Cannot…resist…book….and…its…love…scenes….

Thomas: So I was wondering if you’re into ambitious men? Because I’m not ambitious, herpderpihavenoideawhati’mtalkingabout

Thomas: So..you’re a good sim, too? Great….really smashing….

Why suddenly so awkward, guys?

Mick: Because I’d really want to see you in a swimsuit right now.

Petunia: ohgawd mom and dad will you please just go away

Petunia: I’m so sorry about my parents…they can be so awkward sometimes.

Thomas: That’s okay, at least now you’re talking to me.

Dilly: Oh Mick will you lookee there, I think Petunia may be in love…*creepyface*

Mick: Who cares about Petun’a, I think I’m in love… ;)

Dilly: Oh stawp it, you <3

=__= I regret getting them back together sometimes…

Thomas: You know, I find your family really cute.

Petunia: Aww, that’s a sweet thing to say, because I sure don’t.

Petunia: So I was wondering…are you single?

Mick: Petunia I think you’ve just killed me by stabbing my fat

Thomas: I sure am!

Okay, pause.

Petunia is making babies with this guy as soon as possible.

Sorry Goatster96, I wanted Tay Bayless as a potential spouse for Petunia too, but he aged up already and Thomas and Petunia will not stop interacting with each other. XD I think they’re so cute, and since she’s a spare, I won’t have to worry about getting her an ugly spouse. I guess I’ll have to wait for some other Bayless babies for future generations…

By the way, as cute as all this is, Thomas has a really, really creepy voice….

Merlin: Look here, I’m cute.

SQUEEEEE YES YOU ARE <3

Bobby (background): Excuse me, but I’m heir. Little facetime please?

Okay…sorry. You’ll get plenty in the future, Mr. Heir.

Bobby: Thank you kindly.

YESSS! BOBBY, HERE’S YOUR CHANCE, SON

Bobby tried to call Pansy out again, since the past “date” was a failure.

Bobby: She isn’t picking up…oh! Hello, Pansy, it’s Bobby. Would you like to -

*click*

OH HELL NO. You’re NOT pulling that one again, missy.

Pansy: Uh….hey, Bobby. What brings you here?

Bobby: You really don’t want to know.

Pansy: Er…okay. I’ll take your word for it.

Pansy: So my dad was like, “Pansy, I’m the one millionth visitor!” and clicked on the stupid link. Now our computer has a virus. He actually put our computer in the other room because he thought he would “catch the virus from the computer.”

Bobby: Well…if you need me, I’m really good at fixing computers…

Pansy: That’s sweet of you to offer, Bobby…..

Bobby: You know, Pansy, your beautiful eyes remind me of the Mona Lisa.

Pansy: The what? *bats eyelashes*

Bobby: The Mona Lisa. The most famous painting in the world, painted by Leonardo da Vinci, on display at the Musee de Louvre? It was painted in the 1500s, and is measured 77 x 53cm (Wikipedia). 

Pansy: I actually just wanted you to repeat the compliment…and why are you speaking using intext citations in MLA format?

Because I just finished my science essay, deal with it.

Bobby: Anyway, I came here because I wanted to finish off what I didn’t do last time. *cough*

Pansy: Oh…lol well you’ll have to wait cuz there’s someone at the door

ARGH

SCREW YOU DUDLEY. SCREW YOU.

Phoenix Prudence: Who are these suspicious looking ugly people on my doorstep, talking to my ugly daughter?

You’re not so great looking yourself, Phoenix.

The next morning, I noticed this wish of Petunia’s:

DAFAQ IS THAT.

Petunia: It’s Dylan, I just chatted with him. We went to primary school together, remember? He just turned into a teen and I invited him to our house just now.

WHAT? I thought you liked Thomas?

Petunia: I do. He’s so cute, and so nice to me.

Then how about this Dylan guy?

Petunia: Oh, I like him too. He’s hot.

Well this is bloody difficult for me then, isn’t it?

Pansy: Shh for a minute, I’m calling him.

Uh…why is he a young adult?

Petunia: What…he was just a teen yesterday. He aged up to a teen just after I did…It’s just been a day or two, I have no idea why he’s an adult either.

Dylan: *creeper stare*

Petunia: Well…*shrug* he’s still kind of hot.

Dylan: Call me when you’re legal. *flees*

To be fair, I made her check on Thomas, WHO ALSO AGED UP WTF

Thomas: hi

Petunia: Gee, don’t look so excited to see me.

Thomas: You know, the only bad thing about being an adult is that you can’t play with teddy bears anymore.

Thomas: Actually, I never really had a teddy bear. My brother Jeffrey used to be the town bully, and he stole all of mine and tore them into pieces. Sometimes he even combined different bear parts to my other toys, it was really sick.

Thomas: Until one day, he freaked out and threw all the toys away because he said they talked to him and harassed him until he promised not to hurt any more toys. He never took my teddy bears again, heh.

Petunia: He is cute. Very cute. Pity I can’t flirt with him right now, because that’s illegal.

-__- You know what, since they’re both YAs and you can’t interact with them, you can just concentrate on your flippin’ studies and making friends with them.

Petunia: Fine, then I’ll just sit my arse down and watch girly romance dramas all day.

By the way, since all three of the teenage boys I found aged up, this means that there are NO MORE male teens in my town. No more flirting until YA, eh? Screw you, game. Go eat a brick.

Simself updates:

LOL Kayla, you poor thing. Just on a side note, his wife is Eva Drudge, who was the woman that got a terrible makeover from Mick. Proves that Mick is indeed a life ruiner….

Chapter 12: Getting Along…or not (+ Heir Poll)

Oh for goodness’ sake.

Stop it, Twallan. Just stop. It’s not even funny. (Okay, well, it is, but STILL)

She’s actually really cute. Oops.

I forgot that she has the useless “light sleeper” trait, which has been waking her up whenever someone talks near her when she’s sleeping. Annoying.

I had to make her sleep in the unoccupied parents’ room to get her energy up.

Petunia: Finally! Peace and quiet.

Petunia: See you later, alligators. Magic light off!

Aww she’s actually so adorable <3

Mick’s a pretty good dad.

Cute father-daughter-homework-bonding-time!

Mick: And so, I g’ess 2×2 is 8.

Petunia: Are you sure? Well, all right, if you say so, Daddy.

Why you won’t ask Bobby but ask your dumbass father, I don’t know.

Meanwhile, Dilly’s working on her LTW by making friends and playing tag with vampires.

Dilly: Hey…I’m pretty sure that’s cheating, buddy.

Dilly: Oh you fu-

Mick: How about this? Question 5?

Petunia: Uh…7?

Mick: Wrong. 5+2 is 10.

Petunia: Zzzz…When I grow up, I’m going to….zzz…get married to the handsomest prince ever…zzz…

No you’re not. Far from that, actually. *snicker*

Petunia: Oh, George, that meanie creator person tells me I’m going to marry an ugly man when I grow up. :(

Petunia: It’s not true, is it, George?

Bobby! You’re actually doing your homework for once! You must be the only kid at school who has the genius trait, but gets a C.

Bobby: It’s not about intelligence, woman. I’m too clever for this crap. I’m always just too tired to do my homework.

Blame your dad for not bringing in enough cash for you guys to buy nice beds.

At this point, Mick brought home a couple thousand, so I went to build a nicer house. BUT MY GAME FREAKIN’ CRASHED, so I lost all progress. I was so pissed off, so I kaching’ed a few times and built a nicer house as revenge.

I DO WHAT I WANT BECAUSE THIS IS MY LEGACY >:D At least now it looks livable.

Bobby: Alright, Mum, on the count of three, let’s pull out the chair in synchronized movement.

Dilly: Hell yeah.

Petunia: Gee Mr. Merlin, you like flies? No way! They’re so disgusting.

Petunia: Meow meow to you too, Mr. Merlin!

AWWWW THESE TWO MELT MY HEART <3

From the looks of it, I imagine everyone’s happy with the new house. :) Worth it!

Dilly! What are you reading? That’s an..um…inappropriate novel.

Dilly: Shh, I’m doing research.

Aren’t you writing a science fiction novel called “The Ugly Aliens”?

Dilly: There’s going to be a woohoo scene in my novel, so I just need to read this chapter.

Gross. What is this, alien woohoo? Just no.

Dilly: “It was love in first sight. The first time she saw his oily, slimy green skin, she fell for him straight away. She could not stop looking into his three red eyes-”

STOP RIGHT THERE.

Rochelle: What’s this Mr. Lefthand? Is it a dragon? *in a higher-pitched voice* That’s right Mr. Righthand! It’s a green firebreathing dragon!

By the way, Kayla, do you like your new formal dress? Your CC didn’t make it through, and I thought it suited you.

Rochelle: Wait…It’s not a dragon…

Rochelle: It’s DILLY! Ugh! I’m outta here, guys.

LOLOLOL ROCHELLE I JUST LOVE YOUR SIMSELF SO MUCH <3

Back at the house:

Looks like child slavery to me.

Petunia: Nah, it’s just that I’ve been rolling wishes to get a toy oven and all, so I might as well use it. Plus the family has nothing to eat except juice and cereal.

Where’s your mother? Shouldn’t she be back from the library and helping you to bake?

Petunia: Well…

Dilly: OMG PRETTY BUTTERFLIES!!!ONE!!ELEVEN!!!11

How about your dad, Petunia? Where’d he go?

Petunia: I imagine he’s working, and not doing a very good job, either.

Eva: So, I just had my baby, and I want to look like a MILF. Any ideas?

Mick: Well, sweetie, you could do with a new hairdo and new makeup, how’s that?

Eva: Sounds good.

Eva: What the hell? WHAT IS THIS? I SAID I WANTED TO LOOK LIKE A MILF, NOT A ZOMBIE CLOWN-

Oh. Um, well, you’re such a good daughter, Petunia. Cute.

Oh gosh. Notzo’s the guy Pansy is dating, isn’t it? Gee. Serves you right you ho

Wait a minute…What are you doing, Bobby, looking so nervous?

Bobby: Um…nothing. Just…no reason.

Oh…really, Bobby?

Yeah, I gave her a makeover. She’s still hideous, but she looks a bit better-

Bobby: *mutters* Will you shut up for a moment! *yells* Hey! Pansy! Over here!

Pansy: Oh, um, hi, Bobby…

Bobby: Hey, um, I heard about you and Notzo. I’m sorry about what happened.

Pansy: Thanks, Bobby. But it’s okay, Notzo and I are still friends even though we broke up.

Bobby: So…this means that you don’t have a boyfriend anymore, am I right?

Pansy: Sure, but why do you care, anyway?

Bobby: Well…um…the thing is, Pansy…

Pansy: I mean, Bobby, I used to like you so much, but you hated me. *laughs* You can’t possibly care about me.

Bobby: No, Pansy…That’s not it.

Pansy: What?

Bobby: I like you! I’ve always liked you. Why else would I have tried to be friends with you since we were kids? You always turned me down, so I had no choice but to be mean to you back. When you appeared to like me at our birthday party, I thought you were just mocking me, because nobody has ever liked me before.

Pansy: Bobby, I just don’t know what to say. I thought you’ve always hated me….I thought you didn’t want me to be your potential spouse, that’s why I moved on to Notzo-

Bobby: Of course I like you.

Pansy: Wait! Bobby, stop.

Pansy: This is happening too fast – I’ve always thought that you hated me, that’s why I was so mean to you. Now you’re suddenly telling me that you like me?  Are you just playing with me?

Bobby: No…I really do. I’m sorry. I’ll leave now.

SHE’S SUCH A TART. EVERY SINGLE TIME SHE REJECTS HIM.

Mick: Bobbeh? What’s wrong, sonny, why are you crying?

Bobby: *sniffle* Nothing, Dad. I took a shower and got water in my eyes.

Mick: Oh come now, boy, I may be stupid but I’m not that stupid. Tell Dad what’s wrong.

Bobby: It’s really nothing, dad.

Bobby: Well – at least Merlin likes me.

Merlin: I actually don’t, but since you’re the only one giving me a flea bath – *purrs and licks*

So, while the kids were at school, I quickly checked on the people in the town to see if there’s a special someone for Petunia, and found that there were only 3 child/teen boys in the WHOLE FREAKING TOWN. Dammit, game!

Anyways, let’s get down to business! Bobby decided to bring a friend home from school. He’s Jeffrey Castor’s little brother, Thomas Castor.

I couldn’t resist and gave him a makeover.

Well…at least his clothes look a bit better. He isn’t really ugly though, but he has these freakishly small ears.

What the hell is that….it’s TINY.

Thomas: Gee..Bobby…you didn’t have to lock me out… :’(

Bobby: Door’s unlocked, doofus.

Thomas: So I was just wondering about this geo question…How do you work out the scale on the map?

Bobby: Ugh. Hate geo. Alright, so, first you take your bag out, and then you take out your pencil case and take out your ruler-

Petunia: WHADDUP BIG BRO JUST GONNA WALK IN AND HAVE MA BIRTHDAY RIGHT HERE HATERS GONNA HATE

Petunia: AWWW YEAAHHHH

Pretty sure Sinbad gave her some of his “special candy”….

Petunia: ANNNYY MINUTE NOWWW

Aw, that’s a nice picture.

Petunia: RETURN OF THE UGLY NINJAS

Oh. My. God.

What is this creature.

Remember when I called her cute? I take EVERYTHING BACK.

Anyway, she rolled the neat trait, which is awesome because she can do all the cleaning now.

Obviously I had to give her a makeover.

Seriously game? Seriously? Her freaking eyelids are so messed up her eyebrows are like on her FOREHEAD. I think it’s Dilly’s genes (If so, then I love you Dilly <3 <3)

Her side profile = a fish

No lies.

So I tweaked her hair, eyebrows, makeup and clothes, and she looks MUCH better. Still ugly, but at least not hideous.

Still looks like a fish, though.

Thomas: Wootwoot! Your sister is hawtttt

Bobby: …She’s my sister you sick fu-

Thomas: I’D TAP THAT

Please don’t…

On the other hand:

What..the…frick.

OH SCREW YOU GAME, SCREW YOU. So all the uglies/potential spouses are not available, WHILE all the gorgeous ones are available.

On a side note:

Well…that was quick. Lucky you, Rochelle. Meanwhile I’m still dating Dudley, DAMMIT

2nd Generation Heir Poll!

Will it be Bobby, the neurotic, animal-loving, perceptive genius?

Or will it be Petunia, the good, neat, light sleeping couch potato?

Poll is over!

Bobby got 9 votes; Petunia got 6 votes. Meaning that Bobby will be the heir for Generation 2!

New chapter coming soon.