Green ISBI, 1.2

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Last time:
Wal gave birth to Theresa and got over his aversion to Prof. Modesty's icky boobies and knocked her up. She then proceeded to fail all over the place, from setting the stove on fire to passing out to catching Wal with his lover, Beaumont. Her fail last time, however, was just the beginning...


With the birth only days away, our little dysfunctional quartet move out of their tiny abode and into a slightly less tiny one.


In case you thought Prof. Modesty forgot her hatred and resentment of Wal during the long absence, well... no such luck.


Beau and Theresa are still adorable.


Although Theresa's adorability may, at times, be off-putting.


Wal: Oh my GOSH, what a beaUtiful lil' house!

...

BRB, loling forever. That face! ROFLROFL



Not an hour goes by before Wal has a run in with the local telescope magnet. Hi, Paine (Narrows, nee Dork, courtesy of katu_sims)!


*sniff sniff* I think I smell some fail cooking. Where's Modesty?



Freaking out about Wal and Beau getting it on. Again.


Nice save, I'll give you that.


Melody: I'm supposed to welcome this loser to the neighborhood?

Wal: Hey!


Mel, that's probably not good for the baby. Take it easy, huh?


Wal: Maybe if I put on this cool pirate shirt, Melody won't think I'm a loser.






Well, she and her Arm of Unusual Size consented to water balloon fight and she didn't completely annihilate you, so maybe you have a chance.


Yeah, I take that back.





Beau and Mickey-D (Road Narrows' husband-to-be) play a rousing game of Invisible Water Balloon.


Wal: Oh, you're such a cute wittle kitty. Yes, you are! Yes, you are!


Wal: Here, let me put you back down on your cute wittle paws.


Wal: You're such a good kitty.


Prof. Modesty... perhaps you should just stick to reading Theresa stories, OK?


Damn. *adds to stat tally*


D'awww. Last look at toddler Tree...


'Cause it's birthday time!



Hmm... Which of her daddies does she most resemble?


Tree's a little geek.


And Modesty's still slow on the uptake.

Impromptu Theresa Spam:





/Impromptu Theresa Spam


Crap.


Modesty: Will someone turn down that frickin' TV? How's anybody supposed to get any sleep around here?

Oh, I don't know. How about IN A BED?


Modesty: Ooh, I knew I smelled food! *nomnomnom*

*facepalm*


Modesty: Hey, a little help here?

OMG, finally! I thought she was going to die. I've never had a pregnant ghost and I don't want to start now.



It's a boy! Barry Green, geneticized freckle-nose skintone, brown hair, mum's green eyes.


Modesty: Hey, you! Get your cheating arse out of that chair and hold your son!

Wal: *grumble grumble* MADAM FORTRESS MOMMY! *grumble grumble*


And a girl! Steph Green, geneticized skintone I wish I could identify, brown hair, dad's green eyes.


Modesty: Here, hold her for a sec, will you?


And *another* girl. This one's Kathy, brown hair, dad's green eyes.

So... Three babies and three adults. Should work out all right, right?


Wrong. Of course. Looks like Beau decided this was the perfect time to strip and take a sponge bath. And because his relationship score with Modesty, er, leaves much to be desired, she is shooed out onto the lawn...


*facepalm*


She agrees.


Bloody hell, woman. Is this eating business really that difficult?


Apparently so. *adds tally*


Modesty: I'm hungry. Like, really really hungry. Like, I'll starve to death if I don't eat soon. I'm just gonna go take a nap, brb.


Modesty: BABIES!!1! *loses mind*

So, I think now would be a good time for some Fail Spam:







Oh, FFS, not you, too!


Not your bed. Damn it, it is catching.







Is poor Kathy stinky? Of course she is.



Oh. My. Gosh. Just DIE already, will you?!


Modesty: Ouch!

AHFGAJHDGFHJDAD!


Yeah, this isn't really fail. There was literally a line waiting to use the bathroom and, since I had enough money for a shrub, I thought I'd see what would happen. The second I switched back to live mode, Beau made a beeline for it, lol.


This is definitely fail. Beau needs to learn how to use the damn tub.


Theresa: Daddy, I missed the school bus because you were, um, using the kitchen sink.


Beau: Sorry about that, sweetie. But since you're here...



Beau: Let's have some fun!


Oh, for crying out loud!


!!!



Why me? Why?

Let's... end this on a better note, shall we?

The triplets made it to their birthday!


Barry.


Barry and Kathy.


And finally, Steph.


OMG, that was insane. D: I'm exhausted all over again, just putting this together.


Current Legacy Stats:
Torch-Holders(founders/heirs): 1
Perma-Plat Sims: 0
Shrink Visits: 3
Social Bunny Visits: 1
Fires: 2
Self-Wettings: 2
Pass-Outs (Floor/Plate): 5/2
Fights: 0
Deaths: 0
Social Worker Visits: 0
Alien Abductions: 0