Pippin: Natascha had quickly achieved many goals including mastering the bass.
Natascha: Not to brag, but I'm pretty much awesome.
Pippin: She is also awesome at fishing and has already completed her LTW for the perfect aquarium and moved some of those fish down to the basement for her mausoleum section. Tash has, of course, not slept since she became a teen, not that it has impacted her in any way.
Natascha: So, ummm, we wanted a garage in the kitchen, right?
Pippin: Well, the headlights do illuminate the area nicely. However, with the whole fishing thing finished, she became self-employed as the bassist of a band featuring her husband and brother.
Wade: Yes! Background shot again!
Pippin: The bass certificate became her second placeable item. And she got in some quality family time.
Quinzel: Well, Tash isn't the only one who can get in quality time with family.
Pippin: Umm, he's just your sister's romantic interest...and incidentally, also the guy who escorted your late husband to the other side...
Quinzel: Shush, it's my shot.
Quinzel:
And we're playing for money!Quinzel:
Well, Monopoly money, but still.Pippin: And speaking of playing, Natascha kept right on playing the bass and found that her music soothed the savage beasts.
Natascha: If this is them being "soothed," I don't think I want wolves in our house.
Pippin: Well, it is going to happen eventually.
Natascha: It had better not, Pippin. My mom's like a 127th degree black belt.
Pippin: Speaking of males being threatened, is Ernie flirting with another girl?
Ernie: ...and how did this face-sized coin get behind your ear?!?
Random Girl: Umm, you were trying to hide it in your hand as you reached back there but couldn't because the coin is way to large to hide.
Ernie: I...that is...no...it's magic!
Natascha: Ugh, come over here, token husband. We're contractually obligated to bring in the next heir.
Ernie: Using the all-in-one? How wild and romantic!
Natascha: No, it just makes it more convenient to wash away your filth immediately.
Pippin: You could be a bit nicer, Tash.
Quinzel:
No she can't. I raised her well.Pippin: Inaccurate, yet valid point. And anyway, a short while later...
Pippin: the next generation was on the way.
Natascha: Do me a favor, little baby. Be a witch so I never have to touch your father again.
Pippin: Poor Ernie.
Natascha: You know you forced me into a marriage of your convenience and then forced me have a child with said unrequested spouse, right?
Pippin: I...but it's...that is...yeah. I did.
Natascha: Well, you could at least fast forward to baby time.
Pippin: Done!
Quinzel: (singing) That's my baby, she's havin' a baby!
Quinzel and Quinzel: (singing in harmony)
That's my baby, she's havin' a baby!Pippin: And thank you the Quinzel trio.
Natascha: And thank goodness he's a witch so I don't have to do this again.
Pippin: I think what you mean is, "Welcome to the family, baby Kal."
Natascha: No, I was thinking more along the lines of "Who's the old guy?"
Pippin: Umm...your husband? Did you not notice that he aged up?
Natsacha: Nope. Can't say I really pay all that much attention to Eddie.
Pippin: Ernie.
Natascha: Oh. Is that his name?
Ernie: You can call me Eddie if you want to. Anything's fine, really...as long as you'll actually notice me...
Brigit: So, you think Tash is ever going to actually pay attention to Ernie? Or at least bother to learn his name?
Quinzel: Sure, right around the same time Dad actually wins at Fifa.
Cyrano: Zat is
not cool!
