Chapter Eight
Watcher: “Oh hon, that is just so sad on so many levels.”
Samuel: "No really, I have all kinds of friends, online, I tell them I'm a bass player in a really cool band..."
Amelia: "Wow, you can play bass, will you teach me how? That's so cool!"
Samuel: "Well, no...I don't really
play, per se...but I do tell them that online. They believe anything, and they all really dig me."
Amelia: “I’m glad I’ve been getting to know my Uncle Sam, Watcher. He’s not that bad. I feel kind of sorry for him.”
Watcher: “I get that little tug of affection for him too sweetie, and then he ruins it. “
Amelia: “What do you mean the Easter bunny isn’t real?!” *jaw drops*
Watcher: “UGGG. Don’t listen to him, I promise you, the Easter bunny
is real. Get away from her and go find someone else to annoy, Sam. Geesh.”
Samuel: *hangs head*
Watcher: “It was a figure of speech, Sam. I didn’t mean that
literally.
Adeline: “I still think there was a mixup at the hospital.”
Watcher: “Well, by the looks of the personnel there, anything is possible.”
Watcher: “Moses, who’s this? Someone you brought home from work?”
Amelia “You missed my birthday. Again.”
Moses: “I don’t know who this is, but she is
loving my unbelievable stories, so, let me continue… the bear was
twenty feet tall, no kidding, and…”
Amelia: “I thought Uncle Sam said my dad was a
genius?”
Watcher: “He’s more of a Mad Scientist kind of genius. He he. And don’t listen to your Uncle Sam!”
Amelia: “My family is a bunch of losers and that makes me sad.”
Watcher: “They’re not that bad. They’re actually an eclectic group, and quite a riot. I know something that might cheer you up.”
Amelia: “Cupcakes,hmm? Sugar and fat is the answer to my unhappiness, is that what you’re saying?”
Watcher: “Just try it. Someone came home with it a long time ago and I’ve been dying to put it to use.”
Amelia: “So I just crank this here thingamajig…”
Watcher: “Brings me back to my Easy Bake Oven days. Which was like a week ago, since I have four kids…”
Amelia: *Clap clap clap* “ My cupcakes, bring all the boys to the yard…and they’re like, it’s better than yours….”
Watcher: “Now you’ve got the idea!”
Watcher: “Sorry I can’t go to work with you today, Moses, try your hardest to get that promotion!”
Moses: “I’m on it!”
Amelia: “
Moooooommmm"Talia: “So, the dirty little bees carry and deposit pollen into the innocent, precious flowers…and that’s how babies are made.”
Watcher: “Wow.”
Talia: “If my little angel is going to be a lusty romance sim, she needs to know the facts of life, Watcher.”
Watcher: “I agree. Come on, Ame, let’s head to the library where you can look it up online and learn it yourself, eh?”
Amelia: “Whew its hot in here.” *Fans self*
Talia: *Quenches thirst*
Watcher: “
Really, you guys?”
Amelia: “Does Uncle Sam know about woohoo?”
Samuel: “ Does she know I just tried to kiss Dottie the Cowplant, and got rejected? “
Watcher: *Sigh* “No, to both of you.” *shakes head*
Later that day:
Watcher: “Samuel! I take you to the library to meet people and this is what you do? You aren’t even in the red! You are yellow, Samuel! Get up and meet someone before I send you home and never let you leave again.”
Samuel: *zzzzzzz*
Amelia: “So, random child, how do you like my outfit?”
Child who’s name I forget: “Eh.”
Watcher: “Stop being weird. I brought you here to meet someone your own age, so get out there and find someone.”
Amelia: “I found one, Watcher! His name is ‘Noe.”
Watcher: “Is he pretending to take a selfie, because that sure looks like Blick Block to me…”
Amelia: “You said to find one my age, not my intellectual equal.”
Watcher: “Well, he sure likes you! I guess we’ll use him. For now. Carry on, teenagers.”
Watcher: “Sam, what’s up with that smile? I told you to pay the bills, what have you been up to?”
Samuel: “I saw a commercial for an online dating website, thought I’d try it out, it’s the only way I’ll ever meet anyone.”
Watcher: “You don’t have to be lonely…at farmersonly.com”
Samuel: “That’s the one!”
Watcher: “Ok, time to wrap it up for the night, go home, and I’ll see you later, Amelia Bedelia…”
Amelia: ‘Being a floozy is going to be harder than I thought. ‘Night, Watcher.”
Watcher: *chuckles*
Night Watcher “I see what you did there.”
