Generation 1, Chapter 7: The Brothers Valmont(Author's Note: The Valmont family – well, specifically Juleon and Nolan – have asked to take over the writing for this post. And who am I to deny the children a small spot in the limelight? Who knows? I might just let the family write the rest of their Legacy. Makes my job easier.)
Nolan: It's about time. From my observations, most other legacies have first person point of views.
Juleon: Don't think they ever had two points of view before, huh Noley?
Nolan: I told you not to call me Noley. I'm not a toddler anymore. We're on equal footing, brother.
Juleon: ...ever since you've aged up, you've become less cute. Here, have a picture of you mopping the floor with your kitty slippers.
Nolan: ...when did you take that? I had to wash them and dry them manually because we lack a d--- wait, why are you showing the world the kitty slippers? Take that down! Fluffy and Whiskers deman their privacy!
Juleon: Too late.
Juleon: First day of school for Noley.
Nolan: Who wears such atrocious things on a school bus?
Juleon: That color just totally clashes. Blue, orange, green...is he a basketball fan?
Nolan: I wasn't talking about the bus driver.
Nolan: Hey, it's our papa! But where's his hat?
Juleon: Apparently aging makes people lose their hats.
Nolan: Maybe he stole the fire truck in memory of his hat.
Juleon: And here's mom, with Miria.
Nolan: Mama's always busy with her, and her job. She also cooks most of our meals since papa might burn on accident.
Juleon: Or on purpose, knowing him. I wouldn't even know what to do if our stove went on fire...
Nolan: Faint?
Juleon: ...n-no...
Nolan: You're scared of our bathroom.
Juleon: You trying bathing in the dark!
Nolan: I've done it and survived. You can too.
Juleon: We forgot to mention it, but it's actually Miria's birthday today. We're holding a party and everything!
Nolan: And Auntie Cho just
loves parties. I think mama actually threw this party more for her than anyone else, since papa and I didn't really get a party for our birthdays. Also, doesn't she look a bit...different?
Juleon: Yeah. Unfortunately, purple blush just does
not look right on anyone. But I'm more of a natural person myself...
Nolan: You would know this from experience?
Juleon: N-No! I just watch the shopping channel when they put on makeup on girls and...she just needs a better makeover is all I'm saying!
Juleon: Is that a burn mark on Auntie's back?
Nolan: No, that's just a tattoo.
Juleon: Who are the rest of these guys anyway? I think we should've invited our friends...well, if I had any friends.
Nolan: Auntie and mama's work friends and friends-of-friends. One of them is actually
that girl. She's Cho and mom's boss, apparently. They're best friends...if only because Auntie Cho is such a schmoozer for promotions and stuff.
Juleon: I thought
that girl hates business.
Nolan: The funny things that Story Progression does...
Juleon: What's that.
Nolan: It's
him. That Ratchet guy. If Papa didn't come all the way from Appaloosa Plains, mama might've been with him. And, horror of horrors, we might've been his kids. Oh Watchers above, I don't even want to fathom the possibilities...
Juleon: You sure that's not Grandpa?
Nolan: ...oh shoot. Well, they both became werewolves for some reason. I hope that's not Grandpa. Mama told me he's a surgeon. He could take out my brain! My intelligence is at stake!
'That Girl': I actually don't remember either guys.
Juleon: I just hope next party, there isn't so many people...
Juleon: ...because this happened.
Nolan: Doesn't help you're such a loner either.
Juleon: Well you're not exactly the easiest to befriend either, with your big words n' stuff.
Nolan: ...it's not that big is it? Also, your wardrobe choices--
Juleon: Let's not talk about my clothes anymore, okay?
Juleon and Noel: Happy birthday, Miria!
Juleon: And here we have a beautiful one-piece dress with puffed sleeves in Miria's favorite color, Spiceberry. Don't be shy, Miria! Open your eyes!
Juleon: Her formal wear, switching to shorts...
Juleon: ...and her sleepwear. Although it's not obvious, she also has papa's blue eyes.
Nolan: She's also the second blonde in our family, coming from our grandparents. ...not sure how I have brown hair though, if both our grandparents are blonde. Mama did say she dyed her hair in high school, but how would that affect anything?
Juleon: Maybe it's from dad?
Nolan: ...I suppose. But he have silver hair, which none of us have at all...
Okay guys, I think we should wrap it up soon. ...oh wait! I just got this picture. Kids, give your comments.
Nolan: Who is that?
Juleon: It's Auntie Cho, with...what is she wearing? But hey, I think that is that Ratchet guy you were talking about earlier.
Nolan: Mama was saying something about being disappointed that they couldn't talk at the party...something about...a deal with her?
Juleon: I wanna make a deal where Auntie Cho doesn't snore.
Nolan: I'm with you there. But still, what are they up to, in front of our house? And why did mom ask 'that girl' to make a second bedroom...?
Juleon: ...somehow, I think I know the answer, and I don't really want to think about it that much.
'That Girl': A-Anyway! Say bye kids!
Nolan: Wait, I want to know the answer Juleon! My genius trait is tingling!
Juleon: You're too young Noley!
Nolan: Stop calling me that!
Juleon: Bye everyone! Hopefully 'that girl' will stop dragging this weird subplot and focus more on us, 'cause, y'know, this legacy is about the Valmonts.
Nolan: I know. When will we have posts about my brilliant mind?
Juleon: Just say bye already!
Nolan: Fine, bye, internet citizens. Go read someone else's dynasty like the one about the Targs. That one actually makes sense.
Juleon: Do we get money out of th--
...maybe I shouldn't let them do a post for a while...