Pippin: Young Aphrodite has finished her LTW rather quickly and Eris plans to do the same.
Eris: I like cats. Cats that are kittens. Or cats.
Pippin: She's obviously very focused. Specifically, she's focused on this fellow.
Pippin: He's one of the Bests, so he definitely qualifies as uber-wealthy. Oh listen, they're singing "Dancing Queen" by Abba.
Eris: (singing) "You can dance, you can di-ie, having the time of your life..."
Chris: Umm, I don't think that's how it goes.
Eris: It's accurate, though.
Chris: I'm sorry, what?
Eris: Let's play a video game!!
Pippin: And several such outings makes sure their relationship bar will be quite full when she ages up. You know, now that we have no more children in the household, we should probably get rid of that old tree house.
Set: Umm, actually, we still use it.
Aphrodite: Frequently!
Pippin: I...I'm just going to grab a 10 foot pole with which ot not touch that comment.
Muse: You're covered in sprinkles. Like a cake. Cake is for eating...
Eris: No, mom, I'm not for eating.
Muse: Darn it.
Pippin: And after avoiding cannibalism, we have a makeover,
Pippin: and a proposal.
Chris: I will love you until the day I die.
Eris: That won't take long.
Chris: What?
Eris: Let's marry right now.
Chris: Oh. Okay!
Eris: I plan to never let you leave this room.
Chris: Well, somebody's feeling frisky!
Eris: No. I'm being literal.
Pippin: Poor sap. When he finds himself locked in the room the next day, he texts his beloved.
Chris: Seems she accidentally locked me in. I'll just text her. I'm sure she'll let me out.
Pippin: But he wasn't the only male in our household having issues with another member of our household (he says realizing how non-fluid that sentence was)
Sigurd: I can't believe you're having relations with young Aphrodite. For shame, sir!
Set: Jealous?
Sigurd: Of course, she's gorgeous!
Set: And as talented as she is gorgeous.
Pippin: And she's proving just how talented.
Chris: She'll be back any minute.
Pippin: But instead, she was with another man indulging in her vices...
Pippin: Those vices being a love of pie and a lack of proper table manners, but they're still vices.
Eris: Oh, who's amazing now, Captain Loser?
Sigurd: Well,
I'm amazingly sick now...
Pippin: But eventually, Eris did come back to her husband...
Pippin: Because watching him die was part of her LTW.
Eris: This mist isn't going to stain the floor is it?
Grim: If it does, you can always just move the bed over to cover it or get a nice area rug. I know a guy who could make you a deal on a nice rug.
Eris: Okay, give me his number.
Chris (ghost voice): I'll never regret our time together, my love, though it ends far too soon.
Eris: Oh. Yeah. Me too. Thanks for all the money and LTH points!
Pippin: Hmm, that probably should have ben sad and sentimental. Someone lighten the mood.
Sigurd: Who's king of the carnival now? The star-faced guy. That's who!
*Note: I know I've played Eris as kind of cold and disconnected for the sake of the story, but she was all sorts of sweet and mushy with Chris and spent most of his time with the family with him (even though he was locked in that little room). This was one of my favorite shots, though it didn't fit the story flow as well since I presented it more story-wise as if she just locked him in and never came back.
Yep. Gushing over his sweetheart. Adorable!