We return to a Flummux household where some quick work to build good friendship has led to...
early age-ups for the adopted duo.
Pippin: Hmmm, it's odd that little Noah, who is adopted, looks more like Aravin than his biological triplets. But speaking of the triplets, they continue working on their binge skilling and trait-building.
Leialia: So is this thing supposed to be used to look up their noses?
Iree: I think maybe it's for the eyes. What do you think, Vaughn?
Vaughn: ...and this little piggy stayed home! Oh....wait...were you talking to me?
Pippin: These ones probably do not have futures in medicine.
But the tripets were not the only ones working on skilling.
Jena: I'm looking at myself in the mirror, but also looking through myself.
Leialia: Wow, so a strong sense of seeing through your own walls and defenses to the true self?
Jena: What? No. Literally, I'm see through.
Leialia: Oh. Sorry about that. Spent too much time working on that mental skill, I guess.
Vaughn: What did you put for number seven?
Iree: I drew a unicorn!
Vaughn: ...this is history homework, not art class.
Iree: Well, I'm cute and the unicorn's cute, so I figure I'll at least get partial credit.
Vaughn: That's not a thing.
Pippin: No, she's adorable, I think her point is valid.
And no surprise with a full household, lots of exciting things were happening. Like friend-making!
Iree: I'm adorable and you should be my friend!
Random Sim: I mean, I'm gloomy by nature and in a sad mood, but your cuteness has overwhelmed me and I am totally going to be your friend.
Iree: Thanks!
Erwin: So, I thought I could use this clay to sculpt ideas of the conspiracies that I think are happening in Strangerville.
Vaughn: Or we could just be friends to complete this stage of my aspiration.
Erwin (sigh) Okay.
And Aravin went out of his way to bring a friend over to the house.
Aravin: OHMYGOSH!!! That's so funny!!! I...can't breathe!! Laughing...so hard...
Pippin: How did you get fatally amused?!?!?!? You were just painting!!
Grim: Oh, hi, kids! I'm Grim. I'm here to take your father off on a trip to the afterlife!
Leialia: Wait, are you going to upcharge him for bags and stuff, or are those included?
Grim: I...don't know. We don't really have a policy on that...
Leialia: Well, does he at least get a complimentary carry-on bag?
Grim: I think you're missing the point...
Leialia: And are snacks provided? Like little bags of peanuts and maybe a soda?
Vendara: Thanks for buying me time to get over here, sweetie, I'll take over now.
Leialia: You're welcome, Mom!
Vendara: Please don't take my husband away, Mr. Reaper. I just couldn't handle being a single mom of six kids...
Iree: You know, if he does leave, you could have seven kids and finish the dynasty sooner.
Vendara: Not helping, dear.
Grim: Sorry, Vendara, but I have my orders.
Vendara: And I have Tessy's cell number. Do you really want me to give her a call, Mr. Gnomeykins?
Grim: ...but sometimes orders are meant to be changed!
Aravin: AAHHHHH!!!!!
Grim: You are welcome!
Alex Goth: That's so cool! Maybe I should be a Reaper when I grow up?
Grim: Nah, be a dynasty spouse, kid. It's a way cooler gig.
And as if the near death of one of our founders wasn't enough, we also had some age-ups! First up was young Vincente.
Aravin: Honey, are you crying?
Vendara: I'm just so glad that you're here to celebrate his birthday with me.
Aravin: Aww, thanks, babe!
And not too much later, Noah went to the cake.
Pippin: Huh, Noah looks less like Aravin now. Not unlike his biological triplets.
Vendara: Must you really pester my husband after his near death experience, Pippin?
Pippin: Umm, apparently.
And young Noah quickly proved to be a devoted and protective little brother.
Noah: Just keep moving along, creeper. Don't you pester my big sis!
Allie: Thanks, Noah, though you may have just cost me another shot at free coffee.
Creeper: Oh, you want me to take you for a coffee?
Allie: I mean, if you insist!
Noah: ...I don't understand women.
And while he was focused on going into super hero mode to protect his sister, another one of his sisters was focused on being a super hero.
Jena: Never fear, folks! I'll frighten Grim away and save your loved one!
Pippin: Awww, are you re-enacting when your Mom saved your Dad?
Jena: No. I'm a ghost, Pippin. I'm just re-enacting what it might have been like if Mom had been there to save me.
Pippin: Oh (sniff) that's (sniff sniff) really sad and adorable.
And moving on to happier thoughts...
Iree was playing with the octopus toy.Pippin: She's so cute!!
But before too long, that little cutie and the other triplets were ready to hit their teen years. First up was Vaughnagin.
Vaughn: Whoo! That was wild!
Pippin: Go outside and make a friend!!
Vaughn: ...ok?
Vaughnagin: Oh, hey. You're pretty.
Rieko: Oh, hey. You're a teen.
Vaughn: I'll outgrow that! I swear!!!
And next to the cake was Leialia
Leialia: Whoa! I'm dizzy from that spin!
Vincente: Yeah, I'm dizzy from hitting myself in the head with a toy.
Pippin: But you don't have the clumsy trait...and you're not biologically related to Aravin, which would have accounted for the poor luck.
Vendara: Harsh, Pippin.
And last to approach the cake was Iree.
Vendara: Excellent camera work, Pippin.
Pippin: I might have jumped the gun a bit with when I clicked.
Pippin: There she is! All three of the triplets turned out very attractive...and not resembling Aravin at all!
Aravin: You know, that does seem like you're throwing shade again, but it's also true, so...
And at age-up time, each of the triplets needed to finish off a single trait to age up to young adult...after they purchased their reward traits, of course.
Leialia: So, I'm coming in to put away toys to build responsibility.
Iree: Gotta wash these plates to build my good manners.
And soon enough, it was cake time again and then our new young adults started right to work with skilling.
Leialia: So, apparently I'm building a skill by pushing this button so the machine will make lemon juice?
Pippin: Such skill!!
Pippin: And since this trio will finish up the last of our unfinished skills, Iree will get the first repeated skill with guitar!
Iree: I am one with the music.
Pippin: Oh, you're at least two or three with the music!
Vendara: That's not how that works, Pippin.
But speaking of how things work, two of the unfinished skills required traveling to Selvadora...
and that's where we'll leave the Flummux family for now. Next time, we'll have crypts and traps and bugs and bats and all of the other things that make Selvadora a vacationer's paradise.Vaughn: That doesn't sound good at all. That sounds dangerous. Life-threatening, even! Why did we bring children here for all of that? Isn't that child endangerment? A poor idea at least?
And so, we bid farewell to the Flummux family.Vaughn: Farewell as in we're going to die?
Aravin: Not again...
