For countless eons, the battle for superiority has raged on. Now, in the penultimate battle, one man and one woman take to the field...Rilee: Court, actually.
Rilee: And no, Captain Granny Shot back there isn't giving me any real competition. (sigh) He's eye candy, sure, but not a glorious spouse like some get. I mean, Mary from the Three Times a Lady RDC...forget about it! She's amazing, and so sweet and kind and always has such a positive attitude.
Pippin: Wait, are you saying...
Rilee: Yep! I wish I could marry merry Mary!
Pippin: Really, Rilee?
Rilee: Really really!
Pippin: Anyway, this outing continues as Rilee and her legacy club, The Rilee Awesome Club, head to the Rattlesnake Juice Bar so she could work on charisma while Ulises works on his aspiration but just as she heads out to Rally the Troops...
Ulises: It's been a joy, everyone, and death by elderly demise can now be checked off our to-do list.
Rilee: Ulises! NOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Grim: Sadly yes.
Rilee: But he was the only decent helper in my household!
Advaith: It's true. Those others are such deadweight!
Rilee: You realize you're talking about yourelf, right?
Advaith: Yeah, I...what?
Pippin: Anyway, we continue our outing and Rilee meets secondary spouse number two!
Rilee: Wait, the loser with the pony tail? Can't I have Don Lothario?
Pippin: Nope! Daichi is the choice! And he's a mixologist, so he's probably at least level 8 in mixology!!
(moves in)
Daichi: Psh, level 8 is so cliché. I have a level 4, baby!
Rilee: ...I mentioned the loser thing, right?
Pippin: Well, if life hands you watermelons, make Gatorade!
Rilee: ...that's not a thing...
Pippin: We simply turn Daichi into a paint slave!
Rilee: Good heavens! What is the matter with your wardrobe? Is our paint slave colorblind?
Daichi: I am a fashion icon, thank you. No more of this heartless treatment, please.
Pippin: Anyway, while we're at the Narwhal Arms...
Advaith: Woot! yeah! That's music! And I'm playing it!
Pippin: Yeah you are. Now if you keep raking in the tips and Captain Fashion keeps increasing his paint skill, we'll have painted walls in no time!
Rilee: Way to set the bar ultra low.
Pippin: Speaking of setting the bar ultra low...
Daichi: ...and this is my formal wear.
Ashaya: Ahh, dudebro, that's hilarious! Like, you need to chill on the humorosity lest I break my laughing bone!
Pippin: He's a mixologist. He legitimately has level 8 mixology. And maybe he could pollinate for us since
none of Ulises' attempts actually took.
Ashaya: Wait, like, pollinate as in be with women? They're like, kind of intimidating and whatnot and I'm, like, kind of a bit, maybe, scared and stuff to like, you know, talk to them?
Rilee: Excellent. The lion-maned loser is cowardly. Looks like we've got a full crew of disappointment now.
Pippin: Actually, our crew is a bit more full than you might expect, but before we address that, we stop by the library to try to secure more postcards to finish Rilee's aspiration (if we can't do it with the frogs).
Advaith: Babe? Wouldn't
postcards mean they come afterwards? Wouldn't it make more sense to go for
precards so we can get them before we ask?
Rilee: Ugh, he's so muscly and handsome. If he only had a brain.
Pippin: Indeed. But we head home as it's turning to the morning hours and a significant thing happens on this day.
Rilee: My little Spodluck is finally going to become interesting by morphing into a toddler!
Pippin: Ouch! Nice parenting there.
Daichi: Yeah, pretty heartless.
Rilee: That's enough out of you two! Everyone knows nooboos are boring!
Advaith: Oooo, he looks like someone I know! Don't tell me. It's...Ulises? No! Not him. Johnny Zest?
Rilee: (sigh) He looks like you, moron.
Advaith: No, don't tell me. I'll figure it out...
Pippin: And our other pleasant surprise as we head home...
Pippin: is Tanvi!
Tanvi: Ummm, hi? I guess we live here now?
Ashaya: Yeah, baby mini-me! The dudette who resides here wanted me to be her other husband, but just for skilly-dilly stuff, you know, so it's not like she's your mom or whatnot. Just, like, a nice lady who needed some skills maxed and stuff, you know?
Tanvi: So...we're not in Kansas anymore?
Ashaya: Who's Kansas?
Taniv: It should be "what," not "who," and you know what, never mind.
Spodluck: Ermmnammph brrggnnugh wouuuu
Tanvi: You said it, kid!
Rilee: Hmmm, the girl was uexpected, but she actually seems like the biggest win out of the collection of spare parts we've gathered. Let's keep her.
Pippin: Done! By the way, she can't actually earn points since she's not a spouse.
Rilee: Wait, I...
Pippin: Too late!!
Tanvi: Don't worry, Rilee...
Tanvi: I can be useful without earning points.
Rilee: Hmmm...
Tanvi: And I can even earn an income.
Rilee: Well, click my heels! You're a real gem, aren't you?
Tanvi: Well, given my red attire, I think I'm a bit more of a ruby.
Rilee: Fair enough.
Pippin: And we're back in Windenberg enjoying the features of Narwhal Arms.
Pippin: Advaith has hit level 9 of DJ Mixing...
Pippin: while Ashaya, another walking fashion faux pas, has barely developed a pink bar with Candy Behr.
Candy: I'm actually just trying to make Johnny jealous.
Johnny: Wow, looks like someone's in the mood to be a wicked witch tonight! Well, who's going to get you drinks if I leave?
Ashaya: I'll get you, my pretty.
Candy: Awww, you're so sweet!
Pippin: Sure he is. Anyway, we can't spend all of our time at the Narwhal Arms as that would be neglectful to poor Spodluck and it would keep Rilee from going to work.
Eva: Aww, who's a cute widdle baby waby? Who's just the cutest little thing I've ever seen?
Rilee: Pretty sure it's me.
Eva: ...you're right.
Pippin: Anyway, the cutest little thing Eva's ever seen heads home to spend some time with her eldest child.
Spodluck: Rmmwhuu vrrddnt bmph
Rilee: Yeah, that was kind of like words. So, can you say, "clouds?"
Spodluck: Hmmphh!
Rilee: Ummm, sure. Yeah. Clouds.
Tanvi: No, he said, "maybe."
Rilee: ...I think you're making that UGH!! OWW!!!
Tanvi: Ummm, I'm sorry, what?
Rilee: Labor pains!
Pippin: To the hospital with thee! I shall fetch thy spouse!
Advaith: AAAHHH!! She's a baby!! I mean, the baby she has!! I mean, she's having her baby!! And mine!! And our baby!!! That's a lot of babies!!!
Rilee: Is it too late to request we bring Tanvi along instead?
Pippin: Yes. Now go check in.
Rilee: Alright.
Advaith: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
Receptionist: I'm gonna go out on a limb and guess you're having a baby?
Rilee: You get this a lot, huh?
Receptionist: Yeah. Anyway, you're in room number 3. Just head down this hallway and there is a parquet-styled golden carpet pattern you can follow to the room.
Rilee: So I just follow the yellow brick road?
Receptionist: Hey, that sounds way better than how I said it!
Doctor: Alright, Mrs. Sharebears, just relax and lay down and we'll get started. I'd expect that your husband will burst in screaming any second now, just try to stay relaxed and...
Advaith: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
Doctor: Yep, right on time. Anyway, it looks like you've got...
Doctor: a gorgeous baby girl!
Advaith: AAAAAAA...oh. It's done?
Rilee: Yes, sweetie. She's finally arrived.
Pippin: Awww, she's adorable! Do you have a name picked out?
Rilee: Yep. We're calling her Ozbeth.
Pippin: Yes. That seems fitting. And so, with two heir choices in place, a houseful of chaos, and a number of skills and an aspiration nearing their completion, we leave the Sharebears to enjoy their newest addition.
Advaith: What? A new addition?
Advaith: AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
