Alegra: -thinks- "I'm flying!"
Amon: -thinks- "Please don't land in the water. Please don't land in the water."
Reaper Tony: "Come on, old gal. Time to take you to that big litter box in the sky."
Bridget: "Took you long enough. I'm 60 you know!"
Reaper Tony: "I know. I know. I can't come til the Boss gives us the post it you know."
Bridget: "No excuse. I'm tired of fishing in a puddle and I miss my sister."
Artie: "I can't believe the Bigglesworths are all gone. Now who am I to torture?"
Rica: "I can't believe they're gone either. The boss hasn't said anything to me or you. So I'm a little worried. "
Artie: "New target acquired."
Rica: "Pfft. We all know you never stopped."
!Loud music!
Amon: "Nice."
Rica: "Aww our little baby is growing up. Now to just get Alegra topped off a bit more. Oh and just so you know Bridget just died so you can now go get that horse but remember curfew!"
Amon: "Cool!"
Prim: "I don't understand why I had to bring him up here and not someone else."
Rica: "Because you should want to hang out with your underaged boyfriend."
-shining lights and a siren-
Prim: "What the.."
Rica: "Hurry beat him home!"
Rica: -wonders why she can't stop Prim from scolding him-
Prim: "I told you not to leave the property or you'll get picked up. Do you have any idea what it looks like to have your underage boyfriend picked up by the cops?!"
Amon: "Whoa. Settle down there missy."
Amon: "You really hurt my feelings yelling at me like that."
Prim: "I'm sorry hon. It's just frustrating that it's not your birthday yet. Let's go to bed and you can get that horse after school maybe. Don't worry. I won't keep you grounded. I won't even tell your parents."
Amon: "Hmph."
Amon: "I'm glad your gardening is doing well. Alegra understands that she's not allowed to stay here with us because you might kill her if she gets a hold of your plants."
Angus: "Good. I hate to make your horse stay at the ranch but really isn't it better for her? Places to run, training equipment. It's right next to the equestrian center.
Cory: "Haha. You two are so distracted I won again."
Angus & Amon: "Evil woman"
Apollo: "Hey this doesn't sound too bad." -hits a few more keys-
Rica: -flinches- "Piano Class.. now!"
Apollo: "What? "
Rica: "Now. and we're getting a smaller piano. That thing is huge."
Amon: "Ok Sally Mustang One. I really like you and I'm glad we were able to be really close friends but I want you to have an even better owner so I'm going to sell you to my friend Dave. Ok?"
Sally One: "What? Already? I'm still untrained."
Amon: "I know but I don't like having the house so full and I think you deserve better."
Apollo: "And you tell whoever is pretending to be in charge that when my granddad finds out we had another one of you low lifes here heads are gonna roll."
Angus: "Man. I wanted to beat up the burglar this time."
I suddenly realize having an evil painter is a little fun with some of the paintings. Not as cool as the neurotic ones but close.
EPIC MUSIC.
Amon: "Hey that kind of tickled."
Rica: "Wai-wha?"
Amon: "I apparently completed my LTW."
Rica: "That's not possible. It still says 10 out of 40. "
Amon: "Just trust my gut. I completed it."
Rica: "I'm asking Metro..."
Amon: "No trust. No trust."
Rica: "Oh and congrats on the two wins."
Cory: -thinks- "Haha I won. I kept my man. Haha look at Apollo cry like a baby."
Saffron: "Hey. This is no fair. I'm only 99."
Rica: -sniffs-
Reaper Roy: "So you.."
Saffron: "Haha can't catch me."
Reaper Roy: "...ready? Wow Ok. Apparently, she's heard the scythe slapping stories."
Prim: "Mommy."
Cory: -thinks- "I just realized that she was my best friend. I'm going to miss her so much." -cries like everyone else- (Seriously, she stood around for a while and then suddenly started crying. It was hilariously weird)
Prim: "Oh Amon. I can't believe she's gone. I knew she wouldn't live forever but I hoped for a little more time. You know?"
Amon: "There there sweetpea. The pain will lessen I promise. Just let me get out my moodlet manager."
Prim: "No I don't want it to go away yet."
Amon: "Cheer up buttercup. Just think. This means after my birthday as soon as you decide you want a baby, we can have one."
Prim: "Really?"
Amon: "Of course. We all knew you were going to have my baby as soon as you were born."
Prim: "Wait. What if I don't want your baby?"
Amon: "Just wait until I'm a little older and I'll prove that you want my baby."
Prim: "Uh huh. It's past your bedtime. I wish to be alone now with my grief."
Rica: "Smoooth."