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Fritter: 2.1

Before we go any farther, I would like to state that this update contains 69 pictures.
That is all.

The banana stand is doing pretty well, when Eulalie bothers to run it. Also, look, most of the townies have been made over!

Most.

Don't let a sim Serve Food when the home business is open. Lesson learned.

Almond works on her novel.

Bonds with her offspring.

And her wife too.

But two children is not enough for our Family sims! Plus, with Eulalie's primary aspiration being Pleasure, well...

Eulalie: Bottle, Gershwitz. Baw. Tul.
Gershwitz: Now you're speaking my language, lady!

Despite a roomful of toys for any sort of skilling you could possibly want, this is Gershwitz's favorite toy.
Gershwitz: Madam, I merely desire to discover how deep the rabbit hole goes.
Not that rabbit hole, you don't.

Then they did this autonomously while I was trying to separate Gersh from the toilet and I cooed over them for hours.



Eulalie: Yay, I won! Look, Almond, look, I won! Take that, Young Lass!
Almond: Eh. I could've done it without wasting a Super Potion.

Eulalie doesn't exactly dote on her kids or even pay that much attention to them unless I direct her to, but she does seem fascinated by her tiny people when she remembers they exist.

Eulalie: Hey Almond, look, it's Gershwitz! I'm holding him! Almond! Almond, look!
Almond: *evolves her Wartortle*

Why the look of panic, Bo? It's just a toilet.
Boudicca: WHAT IF IT BITES ME
It... shouldn't do that.

Eulalie: Come on, Gersh! Come on! You can do it!
Gershwitz: I am not at all certain this is a method of locomotion I am interested in exploring.

But he did, anyway.

Gershwitz: Darling mother, I do so hate to be a bother, but I find it difficult to use the facilities in the presence of another person and I have to go so badly.
Almond: *lurks* :|
Eventually she left, but unfortunately for Gersh and his shy bladder,

Boudicca joined the party.
Gershwitz: Good heavens, this is nigh-on unbearable!
Boudicca: *trollface.png*

Then they grew up.


And Bo kept on trollin'. She waited until Gershwitz was completely asleep on the couch, then grabbed the controller and played her some Nintendo until he woke up sobbing thanks to how desperately low his energy was.

Boudicca: I'm just trying to toughen you up, broseph! You cried when the toilet backed up. You cry over spilled milk.
Gershwitz: But spilled milk is so tragic. ;~;

Somehow, they're BFFs anyway.


Almond: Are... are you sure this is a game? I don't see a controller. What are my stats?

Gershwitz: This bedroom does not strike me as terribly childlike.

No, it isn't.

Not quite as planned, eh, Eulalie? She wanted another one, so I guess she gets the joy of carrying it around this time.

How attractive, Almond.

I wish my mother had let me jump rope in the house. Of course, in her defense, our house doesn't have a ballroom like that either.



Bejacketed townie: *grins creepily at teen townie*
Teen townie: *determinedly peruses bananas*

Townie in leopard spots: So... bananas?
Eulalie: You make a compelling argument. *+ relationship*

I can't tell if ruffle-shirted townie is trying to ward Eulalie off, or crop her perception of the world to just Eulalie's tits.

Eulalie: Whoa. Guess I need to lay off the cookies.
You do know it's not a food baby, right?

Eulalie: Guess I'd better dance the weight off.
Somehow, I don't think that carefully-laid plan is going to succeed.


Gersh kept rolling "adopt a pet" wants, so we called up the animal adoption service and got Miss Pretty, in honor of my favorite sim cat of days past.

Miss Pretty surveys her domain.

And keeps a distrustful eye on the younger Fritters.

Gershwitz: Have you seen how fat Mom's gotten?
You immature jerkbags.

Eulalie: ACKPTH NO *++ tinkering enthusiasm*

She eventually conquered the shower. And, to celebrate her victory, swabbed the floor.

Eulalie: *shakes it to Siouxsie*
Miss Pretty: *rains death upon the bouncy toy*

I sort of regret ever giving them this thing, it's about all anyone ever wants to do.

Gershwitz: TICKLE MONSTER
Boudicca: How tiresome. *+ relationship*

Boudicca: Turnabout is fair play, milquetoast!
Gershwitz: How did I miscalculate so badly? *+ relationship*

Boudicca: Anyway, have you seen Mom lately? I can't believe she hasn't gotten stuck in a doorway yet.
God damn it you two

Almond does everything she can to encourage her kids in their video game endeavors.

Gershwitz: My Marshtomp just marsh-stomped your Charmeleon, Bo! How do you like those pomaceous fruits?
Boudicca: Whatever. I think I hear the school bus.
Almond: What school bus? Who needs school? I'll call you in sick! THERE ARE POKEMON TO BE CAUGHT.
...Maybe too much.

Miss Pretty, you asshole, you have a scratching post

And then Eudora was born! And Eulalie kept wearing the tutu because I think it's adorable. Tutu haters to the left.

Eudora: *EXCITEDLY KICKS EULALIE IN THE TIT*
I could've sworn someone had done something cute with that hair but now I can't find it.

Almond wasn't terribly excited by Eudora's birth, but since she's the primary Family sim it didn't take her long to warm up. And by 'warm up' I mean 'smother'.

Well, that's nice, but I don't see a lamp anywhere on the pro&mdash

Oh.

Gersh wished for peace of mind, because it's in character for him to do so

Didn't really think that one through, did you, Miss Pretty.

Eudora: KITTY
Miss Pretty: Kill

Eulalie: Why yes, I had a baby! And I kicked ass at it!

And yet Almond is doing the feeding, the changing, the teaching...
Eulalie: Look, I birthed the kid. It's her turn now.
Fair enough.

You and everyone else in this household, kiddo.
Gershwitz's head: *photobombs*

What do these kids have against toilet training?
Eudora: Life was so much simpler when I could just go in my pants. :<

Almond: *is delighted that Eudora's learned to use the potty like a big girl!*
Eudora: Whatever, lady, I'm going to bed.
As is this update. There'll be another one soon hopefully, once I'm not so darn tired every day after work. Whine, whine, whine okay bye.

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Do you mind if I ask where you found Boudicca's blue dress. It's very pretty.
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A friend of mine made that specific edit, I don't believe she's shared it.
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