Happy Families
We've been getting the notification that Kieran will die soon every day for about the last two sim weeks now. So he spends a lot of time hanging round the lot with Daniel. It gives them both something to do now Daniel's not got any more nappies to change.
Daniel: He smells worse than the smelliest toddler though.
You're elders, not children.
Kieran: So? You smell worse than five of the smelliest toddlers.
Definitely no toddlers around here anymore, as the youngest two CrumpleSteels of the current batch age up to teen.
Josie: I wish to have no sisters and to become a scientist.
Albert: Told you I was her favourite.
Josie: No I just forgot you. Can I amend my wish, Watcher?
If you want, seeing as the dynasty rules say I can't shift delete your sisters anyway I can't do it to Albert either.
Josie: I want to change my wish then. I want to become a scientist, and a Bwan Speedster, and...
Too late.
Josie: I hate you.
Said like a true teenager.
Here she is as a teen. She's got Gabrielle's mouth and eye size but other than that she's got the generic townie features.
And before we all forget Peggy, let's go watch her age up.
Peggy: I wish for a cooler name than Peggy, and less dorky hair.
Oh! You scared me!
Mary: I hate everyone and everything, but mostly Ethel and hair dye.
At least it's coming out now.
Mary: Too slowly. I'm going to kill her. Or get her back. Or get her back and then kill her.
This is a family friendly forum, Mary.
Mary: I'll do it off screen then.
Peggy's... looking grown up.
Peggy: I'm not Peggy anymore, I'm Ret. Ret is a cool name, Peggy's for losers and old ladies.
Ret sounds like a dog, or a cough sweet or something.
Josie: HEY! How come you granted her wishes? That's not fair!
Ret: How come you got more pictures so far in this update than I did? That's not fair either!
I'm leaving you to this one.
Josie: Come back and give me my Bwan Speedster!
Ret: Everyone in this family is mad.
Ethel: Yep.
Ret: When you become a Young Adult, can you move out and take me with you?
Ethel: No. I'm not dealing with any stupid teens.
Ret: You just hate other people because you hate Mary. I don't like Mary either, she's boring and stupid.
Mary: Excuse me! I'm behind you, I can hear you! And I have the GENIUS TRAIT!
Ethel: Can you hear anything?
Ret: Some weird squeaking noise.
Ethel: Oh, and by the way, I still hate you from that time at the park. Just slightly less than I hate Mary.
Josie: I'm staying out of this.
Good idea.
Mary tries to get Ethel back for the dye trick. Unfortunately she didn't manage to get the permanent stuff. I think the grocery store may have blacklisted the CrumpleSteel teens.
Daniel is 90 days old now so him and Gabrielle are spending a lot of time together.
Ethel: Eww. Parents cuddling. Gross.
Gabrielle: I love you, smushypoo.
Daniel: I love you too, babysweetcheeks.
Ethel: I think I need to be sick.
I leave you on a shot of Mary playing the guitar with her still-dayglo hair, two too many paparazzi watching her, and Ethel probably using the music as a cover for some plotting time.
And I promise that the next update will be a) less than a month away this time and b) actually have our heir in it.
