azaya | Fritter: 7.2 (Reply)

When we left off, Chelsea had just been born. Now she is irradiated and bored with it.

Between the two of them there is far too much glowing!

No. You don't need to go gaze at a piece of artwork that is suspiciously close to your wife. Go take care of your child.

Cosmo: Nope.

Matchmaker: Sup.

Sentrybot: How's it.

Well, good thing Chelsea's got an attentive grandma.

Because her dad has other things on his mind.

He comes by it honestly, I suppose.

And Regina digs it, so...

Regina: Not so much when it's her doing it, though.

Can't say I blame you.

Cameo: 'Scuse me!

Cameo: But I wonder if you might tell me WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TO MY STOMACH?

Oh, shit. I guess you need an outfit with a preg morph.

A rare moment when Cosmo remembers people other than Regina exist.

It doesn't last, of course!

Subtle, Cosmo. Very subtle.

Regina: Hi, Mom!

Chelsea: HELLO? NARNIA?

After countless celibate years, Almond started rolling romance-related wants again, so I let her use the crystal ball to find a ~~booty call~~ ~~friend~~ "friend".

Who is, apparently, an elf. Why are all my townies elves?

Almond: That's cool, I'm into elves. Whaddaya say, wanna unwrap my present? ;D

Elfie von Roundears: I am amenable!

Extremely amenable.

That was in no conceivable way remotely your first time, Almond, but I concede that it's been so long you might've forgotten about it, so okay.

Elfie von Roundears: Look at the time! I'd better go. Also, that sex was so good I can't see straight.

Almond: Okay, I'll just kiss this patch of air goodbye in your stead then!

Miss Pretty: FREEBIRD

Cosmo: *intently studies the tablecloth and not at all Regina*

Cosmo: *gazes upon the towel rack and not the shower curtain behind which is a naked Regina*

Chelsea: *is present, just in case you forgot about her, parents*

What the shit did you invest in?

Regina: 8D

Naturally.

Chelsea: I'ma get you, sparklies!

Cosmo: Fucking fish.

Regina sees what Cosmo is doing, and is pleased by it.

Cameo's pregnancy was so low-key that I completely forgot to document the birth of her child. But here she is now! We call her Magenta.

Miss Pretty: Pass me by, hors d'oeuvre, and you will live to see another day.

Not if Winona fucking throws her through the ceiling first.

Magenta: *is wise from an early age*

I actually had a dream about Almond the other night. She was a vampire. I'm not sure if my brain was trying to suggest it or discourage me from it. Either way, she's plenty dangerous as she is, I think.

Picture not related.

Regina: *stretches the boundaries of acceptable mealtime conversation*

Almond: Go on. OwO

And then Regina got knocked up again. Stands to reason, with how often she and Cosmo focus their intense, unbroken attention on one another.

In their pants, that is.

Chelsea has a birthday!

And is a cute little thing so far, I think.

Chelsea: ...and then Miss Frizzle shrunk the magic school bus down really small so that it could go into Ralphie's bloodstream! It was gross and awesome.

Almond: Sigh. And here I thought you were going to make a small dick joke.

Miss Pretty: COUNTER, I THROW DOWN THE GAUNTLET! COME OUT AND FACE ME!

Miss Pretty: I thought I told you to pass me by, foolish crotch-spawn.

Magenta: KITTY

Regina: Whoa! Maybe I should give the snack a miss.

That's not a food baby.

Miss Pretty: Extinguish that glowing at once, peon, I cannot sleep with a fucking searchlight five feet from my nose.

Winona: Huh. That's strange. Fairuza and I are awake, yet not attached at the face.

Cameo: This is so awkward and it's all Chelsea's fault.

Chelsea: After the baby's born I'll still be your best friend, right, mom?

Regina: Of course, honey.

Cosmo: *senses competition for Regina's attention*

Cameo's hand: *photobombs*

Fairuza: Good! Now say 'crush the unworthy'.

Regina had the baby and everyone fucking clustered up on.

Fairuza: Excellent, another grandchild to mold in my image.

Harriet.

Stop creepily grinning about what you saw in the bathroom, you're holding your baby daughter.

There's too damn many people in this house already.

No matter how cute your spawn is.

Harriet: Dad, where are you going? You didn't finish teaching me to walk...

Fairuza: *steps up*

Get it? Steps? Like taking steps? Eh?

Fairuza: Now that you're mobile, you'll make a fine little minion.

Been conjuring too many grilled cheeses, eh, Winona?

I realized closeup pictures of Cameo's face are rather rare, so here you go.

Cameo: I think I'd like to add someone to the family...

Over my dead, screaming body.

Cameo: Very well. Then I shall drown my loneliness in milk.

Fairuza: This one will make a splendid minion as well!

Cosmo that smile is so creepy

Magenta has so far had a laid-back, uneventful life, meaning we have hardly seen her at all and her birthday snuck up on me.

Chelsea: Ow, Grandma, you throw too hard!

Fairuza: And you whine too much! Nobody's perfect.

Fairuza: RAAAAWRGH

Harriet: Dad, I think I can handle this crap-in-the-potty thing, maybe you should go rescue Chelsea?

Nope.

Stop trying to hurt Chelsea

Cosmo: Ugh jeez Cameo, I can't concentrate on this spell with you screaming like that!

Cameo: MY BONES AND FLESH

Magenta had an unremarkable birthday. She's looking cute, though she very heavily favors her father and thus has low heir potential. The red hair does give her some chance, though.