Sparklecy 2.2

[azaya]

ermahgerd

sperklesehrms


Jem: I am become Jem, the destroyer of toilets.


and the cleaner of bathtubs. wow Jem that's so helpful of you to scrub the bathtub that is mostly ok-looking while the toilet you demolished is emitting green fumes.


meanwhile Melba tries to poison Dewdrop with a demon bottle.

(actually it's my fault, I forgot sims had to be in gold aspiration or higher to use the smart milk maker. Melba is pretty catch as catch can about fulfilling her wants so she spends most of her time in green aspiration instead.)


Fitzgerald: That metal rod is not a painting!

Melba: You're not fooling anyone.


Melba: I WOULD REALLY RATHER BE HAVING SEX THAN DOING THIS


moments later


Dewdrop: I guess this is what Mommy meant when she was cleaning my toilet...

and here I could make a scat joke but I'm going to take the high road. where there is no poop.


Fitzgerald: *administers the Dementor's Kiss*

Jem: *is scarred for life behind hir calm exterior*


Jem: On the count of three we're both going to forget what we saw Parent and Mom doing! One... two... THREE!


Melba: I hope that time we had sex in front of the kids has no repercussions.


the predator has become the prey.


Jem is a really sweet big sibling. zie rolls a lot of wants to play with Dewdrop and does so autonomously, too.


Fitz is aware of the second bathroom that I put in and chooses to ignore it.


Fitzgerald: ...and best of all, no one gets knocked up if we go the 'pearl necklace' route!

Melba: Oh, I love jewelry!


Dracula: *is not a grilled cheese*

Melba: *is fully aware of what is taking place beside her*


softcore scenery porn.

I say 'softcore' cuz there's not a lot of scenery to be had, heh. the [Sparkles] live way out in the middle of nowhere, much like the Fritters.


the word 'subtle' has no place in Fitz's personal lexicon.


Jem: I love you, Satan.


Jem: Just kidding THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELS YOU




Fitz gets eir gold gardening badge and learns a new language, apparently.


Melba met a stray cat. his name is Duke.


of fucking course we want to adopt him, what's a legacy family without a smooshyfaced cat? in my game, at least.


Duke meets the family, regrets adoption.






Melba becomes the first sim parent I've ever had to pay attention to their kid's "A+ A+ A+ A+" dance. good show, Melba.


Fitzgerald: I heard my name in there but the rest is all gobbledegook to me, I gotta tell you.


however ey apparently can hold lengthy conversations with eir strawberries.








Fitzgerald: Ah shit. MELBA! The pearl necklace didn't work!


Duke: ...so then I says to Miss Pretty, I says, 'The little crawly ones can't be that bad, can they?' But she was right. She. Was. Right.


good, now Melba can be BFFs with the strawberries too!


aww, my little science nerd. :>


Fitzgerald: *sings* You are my sunshiiine, my only sunshiiine, you make me happy when skies are grey...

Melba: *melts*


Dewdrop grew up.


Carmilla walked by! /cool story bro


Duke: I WILL CONQUER THIS COUNTER, MARK MY WORDS



Fitzgerald:


Fitzgerald: I CAN'T GET IN THE SHOWER AND IT'S ALL DEWDROP'S FAULT


this is the kids' room. I can't recall if I showed it properly before. anyway, it has a starfish lamp.


Jem and Dewdrop are still very close. and also look stoned.




feets! in honor of timelines. :D


Melba: "And it came to pass that in time the Great God Om spake unto Brutha, the Chosen One: 'Psst!'"


Melba: Calamari is what?!


stop - bb time


Crystal, who looks the most like Fitz so far, I think!


now that Jem and Dewdrop are old enough to get their own leftovers out of the fridge and go to school, they're also old enough to start slaving away in the strawberry fields forever.


Dewdrop: *wants you to draw him like one of your French girls*




Dracula: *is still not a grilled cheese*

and that is that for now, goodbye!