Penultimate PenultimateLaura and Nate are the same age, so she aged up the same evening as well. I keep mistaking the paparazzi next to her for Laura herself.
Laura: I'm so awesome, I can change outfit, my hairstyle and age up all at the same time.
Nathaniel: 319. And it's tiny. I hate everything.
Even me?
Nathaniel: Especially you.
I got you a birthday present though!
Nathaniel: I bet it's a fishing rod. Take it back if it's a fishing rod. I want no more of your fishing.
It's a trip to Egypt.
Nathaniel: What? How did I get here? Wow, maybe you do care about me!
No, I just wanted you to catch more fish without aging.
Nathaniel: Oh.
And you have an opp that involves relics.
Nathaniel: I hate everything again.
At first, Nate goes tomb-raiding for some relics.
But soon we realise it's quicker just to buy them off the relic merchant.
Nathaniel: I was enjoying not fishing.
This isn't fishing either.
Nathaniel: But it's a quicker route of not fishing.
And before long, he's fishing again.
Nathaniel: And again, and again and again and again. And then some more. And a little bit more.
Shhh. Fish.
Nathaniel: 349. 350.
Well done.
Nathaniel: I can stop fishing now. I'm free. [pause] Feels anticlimatic.
A long time after him aging up, he gets his usual hair back.
It's so long since I took this screenshot (June 12th!) that I've pretty much forgotten why I took it. But it's of Nathaniel being papped going into work dressed as a chef, by the looks of it.
Nathaniel: That's how important I am to you, you forget what I do.
You're a police officer, I know that.
Alison: And you missed me aging up. You're a terrible watcher.
Any more abuse today?
Connor: You smell!
Thanks. I know I do. Of flowers.
Connor: Of poo!
Alison: And wee!
Nathaniel: And bogeys!
Connor: Bogeys don't smell. Silly Uncle Nate.
More importantly, neither do I.
Connor, Alison, Nathaniel: Yes you do!
Laura: Children. Leave the watcher alone.
Child Alison, who looks a lot like Kenyon.
Kenyon: Oh, so you do remember me this update?
Shut up, all of you. Or I'll take Hallucination's advice and get you all duct taped up.
Alison: You can't!
Want to see me try?
Alison: No.
Her favourite colour is spiceberry, as you can see from her pyjamas.
I always think this outfit's more of a coat than a formalwear, but seeing as a) there's no Seasons in my game yet and b) it suits Alison, I went with it.
Her everyday wear is me trying to be creative. I think it worked.
Alison: I'm better than you cuz I don't have to do extra work at home like you do. You think you're a genius but you're not.
Connor: Everyone gets homework, you just haven't been to school yet because you're stupid and younger than me. I'm better than you cuz I'm older.
Alison: Oh yeah? So why've I got french toast and you've got homework?
Connor: I don't want french toast, it's breakfast food not teatime food.
Alison: You're just saying that cuz you're jealous I'm better than you. Bum-face.
Laura: It's not very nice to call your brother a bum-face.
Alison: Why?
Laura: It's an insult.
Alison: It was s'posed to be an insult. Dur.
Laura: And sometimes I want to insult Uncle Nate. But I don't because it's not polite.
Alison: But I have the right to free speech.
Laura: Not in this house, you don't. Be nice to your brother or I'll take away your TV privileges.
Alison: I'm going to call the UN.
Laura: My children are weird. But at least the internet has lots of cat videos.
Maid: Awww!
Connor: I think I lied to Alison. I'd prefer french toast to spellings.