Just want to say thanks to all my readers. I know I've been doing bigger and less frequent updates of late but after the bugs, and having to replay Alicia and Cassie's childhood, I really lost some momentum plus real life has a way of making me less funny some days. I really appreciate everyone who checks in on my little families.Two Old Gnomes Sitting in the Yard
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Rica: -whispers- Wilbur is officially a part of the family so it was time to do the room. It took forever to figure out a comfortable, non eye searing pattern that allowed these two dark colors to work together.
Rica: Also I was in a bit of a building mood so I built a family wedding area off to the side of the house near the garage. This is the reception area.
And this is looking into the area where the wedding arch sits. I've had this set from the store forever. It bugs me you can't change the flowers but I love how it's setup so /shrug.
Rica: "Here comes the bride. Mostly dressed in White"
Alicia: "Silly Rica. Ready for the ceremony?"
Rica: "I am if you are."
Rica: "Awww.. I just love the faces you guys make when you see the ring."
Wilbur: With this ring..
Alicia: ..I thee wed.
I now pronounce you Grim and husband. You may kiss the bride! Then we can have the cake!
Rica: "It's really too bad you guys don't have the custom of feeding each other cake."
Wilbur: "What do you mean?"
Rica: "I mean, in my world, it's a newlywed couple's duty to stuff cake into each other's faces."
Alicia: "What about the wedding clothes?"
Rica: "That's what dry cleaning is for!"
Wilbur: "You are such a strange house."
Cassie: "House?"
Alicia: "Oh yea.. about that."
Rica: "Less me.. More Cake. Chop Chop."
The three widows of the Grim House stare at the newlywed couple with a sense of waiting. It makes me nervous.
Bella: "I waited like two hours to finally get this slice of cake. I hope it's worth it."
Rica: "Um. Put your feet firmly back onto the ground please."
Bella: "I can't. I also can't seem to find a spot to eat my cake."
Bella: "This could be a problem."
Rica: "You're really not letting go of that cake are you?"
Bella: "Two hours, Rica. It took two hours to get a piece. I want to at least enjoy it. Can I still enjoy it?"
Rica: "I don't know."
Bella: "You're amazingly calm right now."
Rica: "You're death number four in a week. I'm not sure I have any tears left for you."
Bella: "I know the feeling."
Rica: "Who the heck is calling you?!"
Bella: "Could you answer it please?"
Rica: -clickyclicky- "Bella's phone. Start talking."
Caller: "Hey yea. This is Mark with the Reaper agency. I'm afraid I'm running a little late. I got caught in customs because of this death flower I just got over in twinbrook. Just tell the recently deceased I'll be there in just a moment."
Rica: "It's Mark the Reaper and he's stuck in customs."
Artie: "You tell Mark to leave the blasted flower and get here quick. This is my granddaughter's wedding for crying out loud."
Mark the Reaper: "Bella Goth. I have come for you."
Bella: "Too late. I'm off to enjoy my cake." -fades into nothingness-
Artie: "Super screw up there Mark."
Mark the Reaper: "Hey it's not my fault. "
Artie: "I am totally blaming this on you."
Mark the Reaper: "So I'm here to pay up since you made it to generation 3."
Artie: "You… into the house. Not in front of my grandkids."
Wilbur: "But I don't want to go into the house."
Wilbur again: "You'll go in the house if I want you to."
Wilbur: "The house is dirty with germs and trash."
Wilbur again: "Maybe you should clean up the house yourself then."
Rica: -whisper- Guess who has the childish trait.
Wilbur: "AH what was that?"
Rica: "That was you achieving your new lifetime wish."
Wilbur: "By picking up the money owed on this property?"
Rica: "Yeah. Now we can help you out with a little mid life crisis."
Wilbur: "Why would we want to do that?"
Rica: "Well Wilbur. Sometimes life doesn't choose for us the best traits, but I can so just calm down and look into this light."
Angelica: "I don't wanna go into the hole!"
Rica: "Don't make me push on those pretty pink bows of yours."
Angelica: "Why do I have to go down here?"
Rica: "To get me a cave girl suit."
Angelica: "That's not funny."
Rica: "No it's not. " -pluck to the head-
Angelica: -loses grip in shock and falls into the hole-