Pippin: When last we left the Took household, Gaivan had successfully achieved immortality. Abernathy, in the meantime, was dealing with all the boredom of being the heir.
Pari: HELP!!! I'm on FIRE!!!
Dominik: Must extinguish this desk!!
Abernathy: Excellent thinking, Dominik. We can't lose our research.
Pari: HELP MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Abernathy: Oh, I'm just kidding, Pari. I'll extinguish you. After the desk.
Pippin: See? Boredom. For some reason, Pari is his closest friend at work. And speaking of close friends...
Elsa: So, Pinocchio. I understand you have terrible taste in women.
Abernathy: I do. I really do.
Pippin: Oh, dear Elsa. Fear not. You will be pollinated and we will not lose your awesome genes.
Elsa: Ah, I'll be some reproductive footnote in this dynasty. Outstanding.
Pippin: It sounds like way less of a compliment when you phrase it that way. But speaking of compliments...
Candy: Good heavens, Abernathy. Look how
handsome you've become!
Abernathy: Oh, good heavens, I think I'm needed in some room without a flirty aura. Actually, I think something's happening on the porch...
Victor: There's a light. I think I want to go to it...
Grim: Nice! Collapsing in front of the door prevents my boy Abe from coming out and getting a sad moodlet. You are a class act, Vincent.
Pippin: Actually, his name's Victor.
Grim: Really? Huh. Had it wrong all this time. Ah well.
Pippin: RIP, Victor. If only your last efforts with Tanvi had taken. For some reason, Victor had more failed attempts than any other pollinator. Speaking of pollinating.
Johnny: You're sure you aren't already pregnant?
Navya: Naw, we should try some more just to make sure.
Johnny: I
so love you!
Izumi: OWW!!! Hey, are you
laughing at me?!?!
Rieko: What? Me? No. I just find this particular song very amusing.
Izumi: Ugh, the pains I go through for you, Abernathy!
Pippin: Come now, is it really all pain?
Izumi: When I don't even have time to shower before being intimate with my sweetheart? Yes. Pain.
Pippin: "Pain" is fairly relative.
Fluffy: OMnomNOMNOM!!
Fluffy: BLARGH!!
Navya: Ugh, I have never been more disgusted in my
life!
Izumi: Never mind. Not showering is no biggie. My life is awesome. After I grab a shower, could you send the in-laws to the porch, please?
Pippin: Umm, sure...?
Izumi: Abernathy, my sweet, you are frustratingly odd and ceaselessly bewildering, and my life would be so boring without that. If you would have me, I would love to join your family as your wife. Oh, and it would be nice if our baby was actually legitimate.
Gaivan: And the...so sweet...because she was...and now we're...yes.
Rieko: Agreed. It was sweet of her to ask us to be here for that. And a wedding makes great sense since we have a party requirement. Battle stations, everyone!!
Pippin: Wedding party!!!
Raj: Hello, Gretchen! Why don't you chat with your old dad for about 2 hours?
Gretchen: Party requirement?
Raj: Psh no! Well, yes, but I also like spending time with my darling daughter!
Gretchen: Your
favorite daughter?
Johnny: Wow, I don't envy you, Raj!
Johnny: So I told Raj I didn't envy him and then Macie and Chelsie show up and start asking me which of them is my favorite.
Abernathy: I think I'll only have one child.
Johnny: Smart.
Pippin: Totally just showing off the cake here.
Izumi: So this shot has nothing to do with how
gorgeous I look in my dress?
Pippin: Psh, as if! You
always look gorgeous.
Candy: What?
Pippin: But not as gorgeous as Candy. Please don't hit me.
Candy: Better.
Izumi: Well, let's head to the arch!
Izumi: When your mom shoved an awkward toddler in front of me and said he'd be my husband, I thought she was crazy. Now I know I'm the one who's crazy. About you.
Abernathy: And in the realms of intimacy and passion, you will be my only test subject.
Pippin: You know, for him, that was fairly sweet.
About half the audience: (sigh) That should have been me.
Pippin: Cake time!
Johnny: So, Ritvik, we have an opening for a pollinator...
Pippin: Quick, Gaivan, learn his traits!
Gaivan: He's...not that...and mean...because not...and unflirty...
Ritvik: So, pollinator, eh?
Johnny: Yes, so if you know anyone other than you who might be good for that job, please let me know. Good day, sir.
Ritvik: But I could...
Johnny:
I said good day!!Pippin: Way to channel your inner Willy Wonka!
Abernathy: So glad we have four of you eating cake so we'll finish our final requirement for a gold medal.
Izumi: And I'm so glad this is a calorie-free cake so mom-in-law doesn't shackle me to the treadmill again.
Macie: Shackle?
Gretchen: She's speaking metaphorically.
Izumi: No, it was literal.
Rieko: Woot! Gold medal! Dance party!!
Izumi: Wow! Really, Candy and Summer?
Candy: Hey, if you've got it,
flaunt it!
Abernathy: So, this must be what horrendously uncomfortable feels like.
Pippin: Weirdest dance party of all time.
Izumi: Let's go have our own little party, Abernathy.
Abernathy: But, this wedding party
is our party...?
Izumi: You're so sweetly naïve.
Abernathy: Oh!
Party! Right. Got it.
Pippin: Well, Rieko, seems like things are going well.
Rieko: Yep. They really are.
Pippin: And it seems like Abernathy is really, genuinely happy.
Rieko: So it seems.
Pippin: So, are you maybe just a little bit more okay with the choice of Izumi as spouse?
Rieko: A bit. But this doesn't mean I like her.
Pippin: Understood. So, with one immortal already cemented in place (and ambrosia stock-piled), Abernathy has managed to complete all of his whims, is one more level of gardening away from completing his second aspiration, and has hit level 5 of his career. On top of that, Izumi is pregnant with our third immortal. Things are going well.
Pippin: So, so very well.