azaya | Thistleburr: 2.1 (Reply)

welcome back to the newly-established house of thistleburr, friends and relations!

last time:

we made planetfall on teagarden moon
our founder sandry started foundering
and floundering
but eventually met and moved in her ladylove, chlora

sandry, pregnant: THIS IS A GREAT PREGNANCY ACTIVITY HNAAAAARG

yeah, they're both pregnant. it's my favorite.

chlora: gasp! well, that explains the morning sickness.

sandry: dunno what you're talking about, i feel great.

since i want the babies to be legitimate and properly-named thistleburrs, i watched sandry's wants panel like a chickenhawk until she 1) wanted to marry chlora and b) wasn't also afraid of marrying her, and when the moment finally arrived i hustled them off to my newly-built wedding spot.

it's aptly titled 'some bullshit by a waterfall'!

mawage.

kissin'.

sandry: hey, look, if i hold my wand like this it looks like an extra-long middle finger!

sorry, there will be no honeymoons for this marriage, chlora. i don't even have half this neighborhood built yet, let alone a vacation spot.

chlora: then can i have a kitten instead?

*sigh*

yeah, i mean, that's reasonable. i'll just have to set somebody up as a cat breeder since i use clean templates. hold, please.

chlora: i guess i can find something to occupy my time while you do

this is the master bedroom, by the way.

it's also got sandry's sewing table that she never uses, and a cat tree that the future kitten won't be able to use at all until they grow up since it's not on the ground floor. i plan things really well!

speaking of.

azaya: hey pooklet, what should i name this kitten?

pooklet: scrampfle. s-c-r-a-m-p-f-l-e.

azaya: i don't know what i expected.

and so scrampfle joined the household, to chlora's delight.

chlora: *unintelligible cooing sounds*

she's SO SMALL!

book for scale. didn't have any bananas handy.

outside: peaceful, scenic, lovely

meanwhile, inside, sandry attempted to make soup.

sandry: the fire can't get me behind the fridge! D:

chlora: oh crap the sky-water gushing from above reminds me how bad i gotta pee!

sandry: just do it in the kitchen, there's no time!

sandry: nothing a little aqua deletus can't fix!

you are wafting shame fumes.

sandry: nothing a little cleanius corpus can't also fix!

sandry: i LOVE being a witch.

brag about it, why don't you.

chlora: *schlorp schlorp schlorp*

sandry: that looks good.

chlora and sandry: *SCHLORP SCHLORP SCHLORP*

scrampfle: *blends seamlessly into the sideboard*

chlora: i love kuhnitting.

i think it's 'knitting', with a silent K.

chlora: sure, if you're a coward.

sandry spent six hours needing desperately to pee, holding it with every scrap of willpower. it was only when chlora went to take a shower that she booked it to the toilet, and then courteously didn't flush.

she made ingredients in her cauldron for awhile,

then sassed me with this when i tried to send her next door to sell them. someone as pregnant as you probably shouldn't be hucking axes either, but that sure didn't stop you, did it?

sandry: yeah, but the difference is i like hucking axes.

i bought you that shop as a treat.

whatever. scrampfle is adorable.

about to pop 1/2

about to pop 2/2

chlora: hey girl how's it going? oh, not much, just calling every single one of my friends to keep our friendships high so i can get a promotion because overlord won't let me quit my job

well, thanks for the two successive $8,000 flat-screen TVs. maybe i should try making friends.

sandry and naphthalene: *friendly yelling on the lawn*

sandry: *unhappy yelling in the bedroom*

chlora: you're next, little bun *pats stomach*

chlora: this is the right time to write in my diary.

umbreen, first natural-born thistleburr!

umbreen: the green glow demands that i say... 'mommy'?

sandry: YES! 'MOMMY'! *delighted gasping*

we speedran teaching umbreen to talk. how about we keep the streak going with some...

...POTTY TRAINING FACE!!!

sandry actually did it, like, a lot! no fussing or whining, just the smiling. refreshing, really.

plus, it makes sense. she is incredibly smiley.

umbreen attaches herself at once to the wee ones witchery wand, a creativity toy cleverly placed out on the balcony, in the rain.

...oh. um. maybe, rain aside, this still isn't the best time to be outside.

breenie? go inside, honey.

umbreen: ugh, if i MUST

aww. what a precious gaping maw!

umbreen: why, hello. do you live here?

after their belated introduction, chlora hung out with umbreen right up until the moment arrived.

umbreen: yes! mother, look, i've done it! i've mastered this curious face-toy!

chlora: *unhappy squeaking*

daughter number two arrives in the form of lulihart!

umbreen: mwah! mwah! mwah!

scrampfle *sulks*

she lies. this was her idea. i had to specifically teleport her upstairs so she could get the cuddles she demanded.

more potty training face :>

sandry: i sure am lucky to be a mom to three daughters, aren't i, third daughter?

technically, i think she's the first.

chlora: gasp! a WEATHER!

chlora: boo. a phone call.

mood.

umbreen loved the activity table, once i figured out which direction to turn it so that she could actually use it.

she's a big fan of blocks, particularly.

umbreen: i love the taste!

lulihart's main hobbies, on the other hand, are being stinky and spewing cat food out of her knees and feet.

huggy babs

chlora: i have an idea

the idea was turkey

with her pregnancy concluded, i was finally able to send sandry's whiny butt back to thistleburr thaumaturgy, which looks thusly.

sandry's currently one of only two witches in the neighborhood, so i guess most of her customers are purchasing spellcasting ingredients as decorative tchotchkes. good enough for me!

sandry: hooray, an accomplishment!

fernie googol: can you believe this entry-level shit, invisible wristwatch

fernie googol: hire a cashier

juiblex fruitsquish, thief of sandry's dollars: hmm... and you say hedgehogs enjoy dragon scales in their raisin brain?

sandry: i didn't not say it!

8O happy birthday, scrampfle!

scrampfle: thanking you!

chlora: oh my goodness, scrampfle, you're beautiful!

scrampfle: why, i amst!

everybody fussed over scrampfle on her birthday.

but eventually, she retired to sharkmaw cove, her favorite bed. birthdays are hard on a girl!

sandry and chlora: *giggle, squeeze, squiggle*

lulihart: hey moms

lulihart: hmm... no response. perhaps if i approach from this angle?

umbreen: you able to get moms' attentions?

lulihart: thus far, alas, no.

umbreen: dip. sucks.

back to their own room the girls go, 'cause they're strong, independent toddlers that don't need no moms.

scrampfle: HELP! THE ODOR... OH, THE ODOR!!

scrampfle: that's better.

scrampfle: now, listen you to me, chartreuse sam! you are BEAUTIFUL! you are POWERFUL! you are a WONDERFUL BIRD! c'mon, i'm am wanting to hear you say it! say 'I AM A WONDERFUL BIRD'!

eugh. the free-range toddler bowl looks to be fermenting.

hey, one of you schlubs wanna do something about it?

chlora: about what?

no exaggeration, the bowl was so filthy it took her five in-game hours to restore it to a usable state.

at last, scrampfle conquers the cat gym!

scrampfle: excelmsior.

smelly lulihart keeps up a stinky mom-watch.

sandry: i found this apple on the ground. should i eat it? i'm gonna eat it.

guess it's summertime in teagarden moon! or, as we call it here, ground-apple time.

chlora's been having a gameful maternity leave.

just an aside, this is a good spell?! it forces someone to like you! that's still creepy when it's platonic instead of romantic!

canoodlin'

scrampfle: c'mon chartreuse sam we gotta work uponst that self-esteem!

chlora: i'm really proud of you for embiggening chartreuse sam, scrampfle! you are an excellent friend.

scrampfle: i'm am tryingst mine best, mother :>

lately the kids mostly just poop and eat,

and poop and piledrive the alien head.

well, that's fantastic!

pineapple celebrations for all!

chlora: apple pickin' :]

umbreen and lulihart aren't technically twins, but they were born only a few hours apart, so they're both about to age up to child and accordingly they need a bedroom. initially i tried cramming some bunk beds into the nursery, and then i remembered pooklet specifically built the house to have plenty of bedrooms.