Chapter 17- Bad TimingGreetings from the Matsuri Greenwood DecaDynasty! In today's update, we start off with Jesse making breakfast in the kitchen. *Camera pans*...err, maybe not.
Yep, Grim decided that he wanted Jesse to cook him breakfast, apparently.
Grim: I know I just killed your father-in-law and traumatized your kids by killing him in front of them but can I have your autograph?
Poppy: Really? Is now the best time?
Grim: Yes.
Grim: SQUEEE
Thankfully, it was only Goldenrod that saw Jesse leave for the great beyond. Citrine was doing more fun things and playing around in her toy box. So cute.
Goldenrod also got in some play time. He much preferred his block set to the toy box.
Thankfully, Goldenrod was very good at building and handiness because the sink in the bathroom was apparently defective. It tried to swallow Poppy.
Ahh. Citrine must get her glitchiness from Poppy.
There we go, much better.
Alas, the days of toddlerhood were coming to an end and it was time for Citrine to age up into a child.
Here is little Citrine.
She gained the
Rebellious trait.
Although she was rebellious, Citrine was a good kid. She always did her homework and liked to paint.
And, most importantly, she and Goldenrod were still really good friends.
Though I do get the feeling that she did enjoy nearly breaking her brother's spine...
The pillow fighting needed to be interrupted for something far less fun, school. Uncle Felipe had some words of wisdom to impart on his niece and nephew before they headed off to catch the bus. I am not fluent in simlish, but it didn't look like a good message.
Felipe: Yeah, and that's why you should never get married, kid.
Citrine: *pretends to keep eating*
The kids went off to school and then came home to do their homework.
Citrine: Homework stinks.
Goldenrod: But it's better than a lesson from Uncle Felipe.
Citrine: Good point.
Speaking of Uncle Felipe, he decided that he should carry a pizza around with him. I'm totally on board with this.
That's all for now. As for me, it's time for me to go off and get my own pizza. It is Pizza Friday in my house, after all