Health fanatic and family man Dorren still manages to take good care of his physique and his family...even if he is a ghost.
Pippin: Arienne, you should really stop mocking your poor ghostdad.
Arienne: But it's fun! And speaking of fun...
Pippin: So, now you're pulling the old whoopee cushion prank?
Arienne: Well, when the goal is complete evil domination, you sometimes have to start small. Let's see, next thing on the checklist is...find an arch rival!
Pippin: Is that
really necessary?
Arienne: Too late, already found one. Hey, Cara!
Arienne: It's a good thing you have that attention-getting blue hair. It draws attention away from your ugly face!
Cara: You don't want to mess with me, Arienne.
Arienne: Wrong answer!
Pippin: So, are you happy now?
Arienne: Delighted!!
Pippin: Okay, well, I think I'll try not to ever make you really mad. If we're done here, I guess I'll just go check in on Tipton.
Tipton: So, Angie, would you, maybe, like to come over...to my house...where I live?
Pippin: Why is no one in this family smooth at all?
Angie: So, I hear your dad's a ghost?
Tipton: Well, he may be, but I am a
dancer!
Pippin: No, please don't show her your plié...oh wait, she liked that. Nice one. And I see that Lucien had invited Renae over as well.
Renae: He was dancing ballet! It was the most horrendous thing I've ever seen!
Lucien: It's okay. I'll protect you.
And thus, all of the potential heirs were enjoying their respective childhoods and the peer relationships which such a age entails.
In furthering the concept of childhood relationships, the trio engaged in that age old tradition of...the slumber party.
Pippin: Why is one of the guests teen?
Tipton: She experienced her age up between the time of receiving the invitation and the commencing of our festive gala.
Pippin: I see.
And, after eating pizza and about 15 minutes of dancing, it's time for sleeping. It's good, however, that this childhood fun happened, as big changes awaited our young men.Pippin: So, I see that you've decided to visit the Dolan household again?
Lucien: Yep.
Pippin: Well, take a long look at Susan, because Renae's probably going to grow up to be a green version of her mom.
Lucien: That's just gross, Pippin. I don't want to date Renae's mom.
Susan: What?
Lucien: Oh, I said...your hair looks great, Renae's mom.
Susan: Oh, thank you. What a sweet young man.
Pippin: Anyway, Tipton decided to have a non-Dolan girl over to visit after school.
Tipton: I will bludgeon you playfully with a pillow as it is soft and will induce no lasting damage!
Felisha: Umm, what?
Arienne: One day, you will both kneel before me.
Tipton and Felisha: What?
Arienne: Red shoes. By the way, you're getting all sparkly, Tipton.
Tipton: What is th-...Good heavens. It appears as though I've reached my teen years.
Arienne: It also appears that you're a sickly excuse for Indiana Jones.
Tipton: Why do I always resemble movie characters?
Arienne: Because you're a pathetic excuse for a Sim and the best thing you can do is try to look like people who are actually cool.
Tipton: Umm, that was a rhetorical question.
Arienne: No worries. It was a rhetorical answer.
And when one twin has a birthday, it is no surprise what follows.
Lucien: Shouldn't I be surrounded by family for this?
Renae: This is a family.
Lucien: Oh, well, I kind of meant
my family, but I guess you're right.
The day after Chysm's boys aged up, she was disturbed while at work.
Pippin: Oh look, Dulci went into labor right outside your place of work...and promptly fainted. Gotta love cowards.
Pippin: Really, Chysm? Your unconscious sister is in labor and instead of rushing to her aid you take this opportunity to jeer your boss?
Chysm: Yes. Priorities, Pippin. Priorities.
Pippin: Well, did you know that Ezzy also had another baby with Bradan? This one is named Donta.
Chysm: Don't distract me. I'm in the zone.
Pippin: Well, let's see how your only daughter is doing.
Vlad: Your sheer level of evil is fascinating!
Arienne: Thanks, Gramps. So, what was this deal you wanted to talk about? And I believe you mentioned dinner being involved?
Vlad: Well, as you know, your aunt Ezzy is actually just a clone, so she's not genetically linked to the family. Therefore, you and Todd aren't actually related.
Todd: You're so pretty.
Arienne: Ugh. So, you're saying I need to commit to this worthless sloth and then you'll see to my becoming your co-emperor of evil and will be able to dip my hands in your sizeable piggy bank?
Vlad: That's the deal.
Arienne: ...I'll have to get back to you. Now, about this dinner...
Pippin: Well, I'm not sure that this really counts as a romantic relationship, but at least it's a start. Who knows, maybe she'll meet the young Dolan boy by he time she's a teen. Let's check in on the boys...and their aged-up lady friends.
Lucien: Renae! You're the loveliest woman I've ever seen. You are breath-taking. Truly breath-taking. Will you do me the honor of attending prom with me?
Renae: Well, okay. But did you hear that Bethany already got dumped by her date? Please don't do that to me or I'll throw a bag of poo at you.
Lucien: You are such a sweet-talker. At the risk of being forward, I think I love you.
Renae: Eh, you're okay too.
Pippin: And it looks like there's a lady who has eyes for Tipton.
Pippin: Oh, I meant this one.
Tipton: You're...I mean...you look...I think you're...
Angie: Thanks, you're rather handsome yourself.
Tipton: We could...maybe...that is, if you're not already...we could...maybe...together...to prom...
Angie: YES!!!!!!!!!!!!
Patches: (Thinking) You will be mine, Tipton. Oh yes, you will be mine.
Pippin: And so, we have the boys each hooked up with a Dolan girl (not that I shoved them gently in that direction), an indecent proposal of relationship on the table for Arienne, and Chysm continuing to romance her ghost husband and working away at maxing that music career. And you, dear readers, will soon be voting for her successor as the heir of this legacy. And we can only hope Patches will just let Tipton move on with things.
