Pippin: We return to the Took household where we find our young lovers in mid-conversation.
Ericka: So, are you
sure your family's okay with us being together? I mean, weren't you supposed to end up with a cougar spouse instead of someone your age?
Blurange Blur: Considering my mom's doing the second of your potential paintings for the "wall of wives," I'm pretty sure they're good with it.
Ericka: Awww, that's so sweet.
Maya: She'd be better if she were blue.
Blurange Blur: Mom, please!
Maya: ...just sayin'...
Pippin: Meantime, Abernathy is struggling to deal with the loss of Jayden whom he never appreciated enough, so I decide to join him at work to help cheer him up. His colleagues also joined in the efforts.
Abernathy: ...no, seriously, after my dear, sweet Izumi and then poor, neglected Jayden, no other woman on this world will be able to win my affections. I mean it. I'm done with women.
Donny: So...you're into dudes now? Cause I...
Abernathy: What?!?! NO!! I mean I'm not interested in
romance anymore.
Donny: Oh...never mind...
Gene (the alien): No other woman on this world will be able to win your affections. That's what you said?
Abernathy: Yes, why?
Gene: I am going to introduce you to a friend.
Abernathy: Alright, waste your time then.
Pippin: But wasting Gene's time would have to wait. Our heir had to get in more time working on that mischief skill.
Blurange Blur: Hey, Naomi! Put 'er there!
Pippin: And a short time after that, the Humor and Hijinks Festival came to town.
Blurange Blur: So, Ericka, would you do me the honor of accompanying me to the festival to reek massive amounts of havoc?
Ericka: I thought you'd never ask!
Ericka: So, I think I'll enjoy this completely unsupervised area while you antagonize actual Sims.
Blurange Blur: Divide and conquer? Sounds like a plan!
Pippin: And once outside, Blur ran into Anabelle (not Chantons' Anabelle).
Blurange Blur: Hey, Anabelle, do you like slapstick comedy?
Anabelle: Sure, why?
Blurange Blur: Slapstick!!
Pippin: Not how slapstick works.
Blurange Blur: Now I'll go do that voodoo that I do so well!
Pippin: Did you lust drop a Blazing Saddles reference?
Blurange Blur: ...maybe...
Pippin: And after some time outside, Blur rejoins his darling Ericka in the art gallery.
Mixologist: What in the world
happened in here? The place is a mess and half my supplies are missing!
Ericka: Oh. I have no idea. You know, that Jeanette Caliente likes digging in trash. I'll bet it was her.
Mixologist: Hmmm, that sounds pretty logical.
Blurange Blur: You're amazing!
Ericka: I know.
Pippin: Meantime, back at home...
Wade: Seriously, gramps, are you sure you can handle being alone? I mean, you've basically been in some sort of relationship since before you were born. I mean, great-grandma Rieko had picked out Izumi before you were even conceived.
Abernathy: I'm sure. No woman on this planet could ever be enough to change my mind.
Maya: Umm, Abernathy? Someone's here to see you...?
Abernathy: Ugh, time to go disappoint Gene's friend. Look, miss, I...hello!
April: Greetings, Simling! I am instructed to inform you that I am no woman from this planet. I am uncertain what this designation implies.
Abernathy: Yes. Yes you're not. I mean...hello!
April: Does your odd stammering indicate that you are pleased with me?
Abernathy: My...? Oh. Yes. Sorry. And yes. I'm pleased with you. Would you care to come inside?
April: Is my movement to the interior designating preferential treatment?
Abernathy: Yes. Yes it is.
April: Very well. I accept your terms.
Abernathy: And perhaps you would enjoy a chance to experience a makeover?
April: I am unfamiliar with the term "makeover."
Abernathy: It is considered a high compliment on my planet.
April: Very well.
Abernathy: Oh yes!
April: Shall I take that as an indicator that you are pleased with how I have been over made?
Abernathy: Oh yes! Maybe we could spend some time chatting...over here on the bed?
April: Chatting would be an acceptable experience.
April: Does your level of physical contact indicate that you are desiring procreative activities?
Abernathy: You are the most amazing sweet talker I've ever met!
April: I am understanding that answer to be in the affirmative.
Abernathy: You know me so well.
April: Actually, it has been mere hours and I am unfamiliar with you in most ways.
Pippin: Hmm, is it just me, or is she out-Abernathying you?
Abernahty: She is, and I love it!
Pippin: And I'll love it if we can have purple Tooks with her physique and your nose!
Aberathy: And that may take us several tries, but that is a sacrifice I am willing to make.
April: I am comprehending your statement as being both sincere and sarcastic. You are complicated.
Pippin: Wow, she really
does know you so well!
April: Actually, there has not been a significant amount of increase in our level of acquaintance since my earlier statement indicating a lack of higher level familiarity.
Abernathy: She's perfect!
Gaivan: Pippin! It's the...because she...and so I...
Gaivan: and it's...that I did...and here!
Pippin: Ah, someone's birthday.
Pippin: Maya's birthday! She's hitting elder status.
Maya: I'm hoping my hair goes blue.
Pippin: Unfortunately, she goes grey instead of blue, but she effectively plays out her role as elder spouse by ensuring we'll have room for Blur and Ericka to bring in generation 7 sooner rather than later.
Milo: (sobs uncontrollably)
Maya: I'm still blue, sweet orange.
Milo: (sighs in relief)
Pippin: And Milo and Maya aren't the only happy couple in differing age brackets.
Pippin: Chantons and Anabelle decided to try for baby again to extend her life a little more. I'm certain that was their only reason.
Chantons:
Let's give 'em somethin' to talk about
How about love, love, love, love?Pippin: Okay, maybe it was that. Meantime, the heir enjoys teen mood swings, rough experiences at school, and girly rose petal soaks.
Blurange Blur: Just because I am the chief of mischief does
not mean that I can't also be a delicate flower!
Pippin: True stuff. Another teen got some special treatment in the Took household as Marjorie finally got that makeover that Saanvi was berating Gaivan for not having already done.
Saanvi: Perhaps I should have been berating his Watcher instead?
Pippin: Marjorie is
so getting that makeover!
Marjorie: Umm, am I too...hippy for this? Do I look okay?
Gaivan: You...and looking...sweetie, because...really you're...and like her...that your mom...really!
Marjorie: Aww, thanks, Dad! That was the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me!
Pippin: Hmm, not sure if I missed sweetness in what he said or if no one's ever said anything sweet to her.
Saanvi: No, it's that first one.
Pippin: And a day or two later, it was ambrosia time for all four of our elders.
Pippin: Ummm, all
four?
Wade: Oh, grandpa's a little busy right now.
April: Does my having a mildly distended stomach due to the presence of a young hybrid child please you?
Abernathy: Immensely! Would you like to know how we celebrate such glorious news on my planet?
April: I would be very pleased to learn such information.
Abernathy: Excellent!!
April: Interesting. We celebrate by re-enacting the process which caused the impregnation.
Abernathy: Indeed we do!
Pippin: Alright, Romeo, just make sure you eat your ambrosia afterwards.
Abernathy: Will do!
Pippin: And as if the news of a potential purple Took isn't a happy enough note to end on...
Pippin: Ericka and Blur! And yes, she made the wall.
Pippin: Things are going quite well as Blur has knocked out all of his whims, is half a level away from maxing mischief, and by association, completing the chief of mischief aspiration, has hit level 5 of charisma, already is an A student, has plenty of good friends in place including a unique BFF, and of course, he has Ericka. Things are going well!
