Hey guys, I’m back after another long-ish break! Just getting back into the swing of things at school and such. But now it’s time for another chapter of the Kanto legacy! Last time, I solved my lag problem, we moved in our new legacy spouse, Joe MacDuff, and both he and Klink got pregnant. Let’s jump right back in and see what my Simmies have been up to.
Since moving into the house, Joe has been trying hard to make a good impression on the rest of the family. He particularly enjoys talking to Unown.
Unown: This guy’s as pale as a ghost…that can’t be healthy.
Joe: You know what is healthy? Veggies! You should definitely eat your veggies, little boy!
It usually doesn’t turn out very well.
Unown: Uggghh, if I wanted lecturing on my diet, I’d ask my dead mother. Just because you’re my brother’s baby daddy doesn’t mean you can come in here and boss me around.
Joe: ~whimpers~ I was only trying to help…
Bronzong’s still hanging in there, and he’s been spending a lot more time with his grandkids lately, possibly because he knows that his time is running out.
Bronzong: My time isn’t running out. I’m still as handsome as ever. Allow me to sit in this beanbag and stare off into the distance so you may admire my hot bod.
Did I mention he’s delusional?
Bronzong: I heard that! I may be old, but I’m certainly not deaf!
After his argument with his new brother-in-law, Unown treats himself to a nice bath.
Unown: This is the life…
Meanwhile, Joe runs outside to play some chess. His LTW is perfect mind, perfect body, but considering he has no skills whatsoever aside from gardening and he’s halfway through his adult life bar, it’s not likely to happen.
He doesn’t get to play for too long before a wave of nausea sets in. Poor kid’s having a really rough pregnancy so far, and he doesn’t even know he’s pregnant yet.
Bronzong: ~gripe, gripe, disgruntled old man noises, gripe~
I really don’t know what he’s yapping about anymore. He mostly just sighs exasperatedly at everything these days…
Squirtle goes on many a submarine adventure after he’s finished his homework.
His sister can’t be bothered with such childish activities. Her heart belongs to her artwork.
Not sure how she can focus with zombie ghosts running rampant through our house.
Joe: ZOMG, I just had a terrible nightmare! It involved teddy bears and children and evil gnomes and it was awful!
Well this is new. I’ve had cowardly Sims before, but I’ve never seen a nightmare.
Right after Joe goes back to sleep, Klink discovers he’s pregnant.
A couple hours later, Joe also starts to show.
While looking through the options of genres for Squirtle to write, I found out he could do a risque novel. I found it to be super humorous that a little kid is allowed to basically write porn, and boys his age tend to be super immature, so I decided to go for it.
Squirtle: Kekeke, nobody shall ever know of my dark secret…
Bronzong rolled the wish to get a tattoo, and I figured, why not?
Bronzong: Hello, young man. Could you tat me up?
Tattoo Artist: Ummm, sure…right this way.
Bronzong: Does the tat business pay well? Are you “rolling in the riches,” as they say?
Tattoo Artist: Ehhh, it’s a living.
Bronzong: Awww yeah, I’m a badass, hunky dude.
Tattoo Artist: Great. Thanks for your business. Now please kindly get out.
Back at home, Joe is being boring, as usual.
That is, until Klink comes over for a nice chat.
Klink: Just wait one second, Joey, I’ve got a little something for you.
Joe: Ok, sure.
Klink: Since I’m pretty sure I know the answer by now, I’ll keep this simple. I love you, Joe MacDuff. Will you marry me and become my official legacy spouse?
Joe: OMG, YES! Oh, if my twin could see me now….
And so the two heavily pregnant Pewter men said their vows right there in the living room, and we were finally able to make an honest man out of our Klinky. Huzzah!
The two newlyweds sit on down for a nice healthy breakfast of…spaghetti and ice cream?
Joe: Pregnant people have weird tastes, you know.
Klink: YOU’RE PREGNANT?!?
Klink: ~loving sigh~ I ❤ my Joey-kins.
I can see why. A knight in shining armor, he.
Azelf: Scared of grandma’s ghost? Honestly…it’s not like she’s around every night. What a wimp.
Gala’s Ghost: I am offended. I’m absolutely harmless. I wouldn’t even hurt a fly.
Klink begins Joe’s portrait. It’s already looking much better than Bronzong’s painting of Gala. I told you he’s the superior artist.
Unown: I wish I could make use of this bed….
You’re an alien. You don’t need sleep.
Unown: That’s not what I meant….
Honestly…teenagers and their hormones…
Bronzong: You’re almost a teenager now, aren’t you my dear?
Azelf: Yes, grandpa.
Bronzong: When you get to be that age, you’ll start to feel strange urges. But please, for your old gramps’s sake, don’t take part in any of that nonsense. What do you kids call it these days? Forking? Knifing?
Azelf: Honestly, grandfather. I won’t do anything bad. Now will you please leave me alone? I’m doing my homework…
Squirtle: Glad that’s not me…hooray for man parts!
Klink decides he needs some last minute preparation for when his babies come.
Klink: You can never be too careful when it comes to your children.
Later, Joe decides to give the book a read.
Joe: Wow, Klinky, this stuff is really quite interesting. Did you know that some mothers choose to eat their placenta for medical reasons?
Klink: Not now, Joey…trying to eat over here…
Aza keeps on painting like the awesome little child she is.
While her brother chooses to not be productive.
Squirtle: I did my homework. I wrote some. I’m stressed, ok? Can’t a guy get a break once in a while?
And Bronzong rants. Which I promptly put a stop to. There will be no deaths tonight.
We’re too busy celebrating life.
Joe: I sense a disturbance in the force…
Joe: Oh my goodness! No amount of reading could have prepared me for this!!!
Joe: I guess now’s as good a time as any for me to give birth too.
Klink: WHAT DO I DO? WHAT DO I DO?
Joe: Yeah, see how you like it!
Unown: I don’t even know which one of you to be scared for!!!!
After several arduous hours of freaking out about each other’s labor pains, a baby was finally born! Klink gave birth to Wobbuffet.
Little Bobo was born clumsy and good. Somewhat boring traits, but maybe he’ll turn out more interesting in the future.
Yes Klink, put your baby down on the floor where your screaming brother and husband could accidentally step on him. Sounds like a good plan.
Joe gave birth to a baby girl named Phione.
Miss Phio was born artistic and easily impressed. I see this artistic trait isn’t going away any time soon…not that artists are bad, we just have so many of them in this family now. It’s ridiculous.
In the morning, after the chaos of childbirth had settled down, it was time for another celebration.
Azelf: Come one, come all! You are cordially invited to the birthday party of the eldest Cerulean twins! The celebration shall take place in the kitchen at once!
Squirtle: Birthday party? What a thing to wake up to. C’mon, sis, let’s go!
It was a bit of a hectic affair, as everyone kept getting in the way of the cakes, but eventually we did get the twins aged up into teenagers. I’m sorry I didn’t get more pictures, but my game crashed a couple of times during the event, so I just wanted to get it over with.
Here’s Squirtle, all aged up. And boy, is he fiiiiine. I know I said I wouldn’t pick favorites, but just look at this kid. He’s adorable. These are just his PJ’s. He has glasses normally, and I just ❤ him. He grew up with the perceptive trait. I’m getting a detective novel ghost writer vibe from him. Or he could be a PI. We shall see.
And then we have Aza, who also grew up to be quite the looker. I just love this dress on her. It looks adorable. She gained the “loves the cold” trait. That’s two traits now that she shares with Klink. She must really look up to him.
Well, this is the end of our new chapter. Worry not, for I shouldn’t take too long with the next one. I have a good five or six chapters worth of pictures to post, and I don’t have any homework over the weekend, so if I’m not feeling too lazy, I should have a chance to post at least one, if not two more in the next couple days. I’m pretty sure things should calm down soon. Teachers just love to shove work onto you in the first few weeks, then they realize they have to grade it all, and they calm down a bit. Next time, we get to see how Squirts and Aza act as teens, and we hopefully learn more about our new Cerulean additions. Thanks so much for reading, guys! Have a great night!