Man, I am really churning out the chapters lately. Want to know how? I’m ignoring every other thing I’m supposed to be doing. That’s not gonna come back to bite me at all >.>
“You kids know there are other bathrooms around here, right?”
“Something doesn’t feel right…”
At least his family was (mostly) there to see him off. The kids were all at school apart from Cuddles for some reason.
Poor Sunkist, I wish I’d realised she was so much younger than Marc was.
“What’s the big idea taking my daughter’s husband before me?”
“No! But you should have waited to take Marc until after my time was up. I am older after all.”
“That’s not how it works.”
“I think I got my point across.”
I’m sure you did.
So anyway, Marc was buried outside with this cool tree. He was 91.
Life moves on and this prank couldn’t have come at a worse time for poor … whichever IF that is.
“Go away Cuddles.”
“Cuddles! I’m trying to do my homework, go away!”
“I’m just sitting here, not doing anything.”
Yeah, Cuddles doesn’t leave Canary alone.
We interrupt this legacy to bring you this bathroom. It’s the first fully furnished room in the new house. I know, it’s not yellow. I get so bored of decorating everything in the same colour so only bedrooms and the front door will be changing colour every generation.
Canary thought he’d do a little dancing to try and cheer himself up.
“It’s alright Canary. I know you miss your dad.”
“But I’m here for you. You can let it all out.”
“It’s what I’m here for.”
For some reason, the kids are all taking up exercising.
Of course, others prefer the less energetic hobby.
“Living in a house with five teenage boys is the worst experience ever…”
Poor Butter.
“Hee hee hee.”
“I’m telling you bro, painting is the best. You gotta try it!”
“So now I just put the paint on the canvas?”
“Yup, go ahead, see what you can do.”
“*yawn* Well, I’m beat. Hopefully this’ll get Taxi off my back about painting.”
“Why are you always spending so much time painting? You never spend time with me anymore!”
“Painting’s my dream! I have to practice to get better.”
“Would it kill you to spend some time with me too though?!”
Sunkist’s been rather lonely lately so she spends a lot of time with the cat.
Taxi didn’t come home after school one night. He headed to a friend’s instead. I found him drawing on the drafting table. He really does spend all his time working on his creativity.
I found Rags out in the middle of nowhere that night arguing with thin air.
Cuddles was also not home after school. He was being questioned by this police officer. Some of you may recognise her as the woman whose house Taxi became a teen in.
Dancing, they all do it at some point in the day.
Yes, Taxi is painting once again. But what’s important about this picture is little Grim attempting to look out the window. Aww ^^
So, this happened at Prom. Everyone else apart from these two got into a fight. It was a good night.
Excuse the walls being down but I found this immensely funny. They all woke up at the same time (to go and see Butter blow out the candles) and they all instantly complained about being hungry. Bad sim player? Me? 😛
Anyway, Butter grew up much the same as Macaroni except she got smaller eyes.
Butter Evans
Disciplined, Genius, Never Nude, Easily Impressed, Absent-Minded
Physical Perfection
Songwriter music, Key Lime Pie, Violet
Sagittarius
Taxi looks alright, he’d be so much better without that stupid nose though.
Taxi Evans
Friendly, Artisitic, Hot Headed, Virtuoso, Good Sense of Humour
Golden Tongue, Golden Fingers
Songwriter music, Goopy Cabonara, Lime
Aquarius
Rags and Jelly Bean also grew up.
“Where’s Jelly Bean? We’re supposed to be leaving now.”
Yeah, I didn’t bother making over the IF’s…
Okay, screw you spares and you’re awesome estates. I need to get cracking on the Evans house so the spares arean’t living in better conditions.