Birthdays, Burglars and Fires! Oh my!

Last time...the teens were in a lot of trouble, and I found some birds. :P


  This update starts off with a birthday!  Jackfruit officially becomes an adult, he looks a lot like his grandfather Jaycen.

  

   His traits are: overemotional, insane, daredevil, inappropriate, and evil.  He likes root music, veggie rolls, and orange.  His LTW is Living in the Lap of Luxury--household must be worth 159,000.

 He promptly tries to set the house on fire.

  Jackfruit: I was trying to cook!

  The Beans love their food, but they are terrible cooks.  *sigh*

  

 Jackfruit: Something is wrong with this thing!  It won't work!

  Durian:  You have to actually point it at the fire, you dummy, and not at yourself.

  Jackfruit: Shut up!  I don't see you trying to put the fire out!

  Durian: I wasn't the one that started it!  Dummy!

 

Reflection: Meow, meow, meow, meow (translated means, you're in my way)

  I'm rather tired of the fires---so I'm not replacing the stove.  They can live off of brain freeze jello and peanut butter sandwiches from now on.

 

  Of course, Honey passes out a few times because of it.


  The woohoo bunny showed up.

  

   Morty and Cherry are still doing well, lol

  But this?  What the heck are you thinking spellchecker?

 

  Really?!  It's the middle of the day!


 

   *le sigh*

 

  They finally all get inside so that Kenny can wait for the cop, and the Beans can all freak out about the alarm and the burglar.  Oh, and so that Honey can pass out, over and over and over and over and...well, you get the idea, lol

  

  As always, Kenny is a polite burglar, and walks himself ALL the way back to the cop car.  It's quite a trek, and takes him a while.

  

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  Still no real fails.

  It occurs to me I haven't shown the house in all it's glory yet, ha!

  The basement basement.

  

  The basement (next level up)

   Main floor.

 

   Notice the oven that I refuse to replace, ha!

  Upstairs.

 

   The heir(ess) get the bedrooms upstairs (well, and the babies go in the nursery).  I lock the door to keep the others out, they have to sleep in the basement on the bunkbeds.  hahaha!

  Thanks for reading! =)

Reclusive Cats

  Last time the world's worst thief tried to steal some non-existent jewels from the Beans.


  Durian is making points!  

  

  Like most things---teaching Celery to walk is left up to Cherry.  My favorite trait is the family oriented one (which gives a skilling boost for teaching their kids), and most of my sims in other games have this trait.  I rarely ever use the dislikes children trait---and I am amazed at how long it takes them to teach their kids anything!

  Poor Cherry!  She has no free time right now, between teaching Celery his skills (I don't use any skill mods), collecting rocks and other collectibles to sell for money, keeping up on her garden because she has to have 8 perfect plants for her LTW, plus I have her upgrading things.

  She's a trooper though, and does it all without complaint.  

  

  Morty's artistic trait comes in handy, he's getting pretty good at these paintings now, and they are starting to sell for 400-500 dollars.

 

Reflection and Refraction (shown) and their babies (Bob, Bobi, and Bobette) are all elders now.  I don't want them to die off yet, but I can't keep them around either, this house is about to get full of sims.

  

  Pomelo and Apricot are starting to really annoy me---they keep trying to put a whoopie cushion on the chairs while Cherry is teaching Celery how to walk.  So she stops what she is doing---to scold them and send them to a time out.

  Pomelo: I thought it was funny.

  Apricot: Aw, mom, you don't have a sense of humor!

  Cherry:  I've had enough of this nonsense!  Both of you to the corners now!

 

  As a side note--how unrealistic is this?  I have never sent my teens to the corner---well---not when they were teens anyway, lol

  

  Cherry interrupts Avocado (who was making food, cause the Beans love their food) to let him off the hook.  I had no idea he was in trouble, lol

  

Pretty. <3

  More of the reclusive cats, lol  Bobette is the leaner cat, Bob is the chunkier one.

  

  Avocado: Apricot!  Would you move your a*s so I can watch my show?

  Apricot: *yells*  I HATE THIS TELEVISION!

  Avocado: Fine, whatever, just move.

 

  Pomelo and Jackfruit play (?) in the Ocean.

  

This is about the time I figured out it was Apricot breaking the television.  So Cherry to the rescue, I had her upgrade it to unbreakable, while Celery plays with his toys.

  

  Squirrel! Birds! lol  No, I'm not easily distracted at all, why do you ask? :P


  

 
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  No motive fails in this chapter either.  I'm keeping them super short, unlike most of my other stories, haha!

  As a side note---how is this any better than what I wrote?

  

  Thanks for reading! =)

Stop Thief!

  Last time Cherry was bad (she got pregnant again), and Honey started a fire in the kitchen that nearly killed her brother.

  I had almost forgotten that in this save, the family has some cats.  I should have named this one Spaz (but didn't, it is either Bobi, Bobette, or Bob), as he/she (?) likes to rip everything to shreds.

  

 The Beans are serious about their food.  Someone is always making something...and the remains can be found littered all over the house.

 

 Kenny Webb, world's worst burglar.

  Kenny: Get out of my way kid!  I'm trying to get inside and steal stuff.

  Cantaloupe: Get out of my way creep!  I'm trying to get outside so I can freak out that you're here to steal stuff.

 

 Cantaloupe: *runs outside, freaks out, runs back inside, freaks out*

 Burglar Kenny:  Aaarrg!  What's that horrible sound?

 Pomelo: Oh no!  He's going to steal my favorite chair!

 

 Burglar Kenny: The whole house is on to me!  I should run away...but I think I'll stand here and wait for the cop to show up instead!

  Watch out!  It's a stampede of Beans!!!

  

   Honey: *screams*  It's a burglar!  Ack!  *passes out*

  Oh yeah, Honeydew has the coward trait.  She proceeds to wake up, and pass out, a good half a dozen times.  Does that count as a failures? lol

  

 *checks watch*  Where is that cop anyway?  *plays jeopardy game show theme*  There she is!  Finally!  Stop laughing at Pomelo freaking out and do your job!!!

  Kenny fancies himself a jewel thief, but he picked the wrong house for that.  The Beans are living on the edge of poverty!

 

   Meanwhile, upstairs...

  Honey:  My nerves...they...they just can't...take...it...*falls down dramatically*

 

   And everyone forgets about the baby---

  Celery: *howls*  I stinky!  I stinky!

 

   The whole burglar scenario took 10 hours total.  I kid you not.  *grumbles*  Since the Beans live so far away from the road (hello game--midnight sun challenge?) it takes forever for the burglar to get there, then it takes another forever for the cop to get there, some more forevers for them to line up to fight, a few more forevers for her to arrest him and for him to start the sloooooow walk back to the cop car, another hundred forevers for the cop to walk around and verify that everything is put back (into inventory) and about thousand forevers for her to walk back to her cop car.

  I figure...I've been dead for centuries now waiting on them, lol

  Nasty kitchen. All cleaning is up to the family though, Cherry doesn't have time for such menial tasks.  She's racing against time to get her LTW fulfilled before Honey ages up to a young adult!

 

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  Other than Honey passing out because of her coward trait---there haven't been any fails.  I've noticed in the past though, that most fails start to occur after the second generation has kids---while technically Cherry is the second generation---in this save she is the first generation.

  Thanks for reading! =)

Bad Cherry, Bad Honey

Last time we realized I am terrible at keeping track of my pictures...uh, yeah.  Also, the heiress became a teen!

  Honey shows that she is the perfect heir by building an igloo in the middle of winter, in her formal wear.

  

 Honey: It makes perfect sense, see *speaks madness*

  I see that you're certifiable, that's for sure.  It just so happens that is exactly what this challenge requires...

  Cantaloupe scares the crap out of Honey.

 

 


 Evil and mean spirited sims are such a joy to have around the house.  Now there are two of them scaring everybody all the time. *sigh*

  *cries*  Cherry!  No! No! No!  Bad Cherry!  

  Cherry: Morty and I decided we wanted one more!

 

   You are so getting fixed after that one---I can't believe I forgot to do that after you had Honeydew.  Baaah!

  And you Morty!  Don't you look pleased with yourself?  *grumbles*

 

 Morty: *is excited* We're going to have another baby!

  Yes...so it seems.  Absolutely, positively, not one more baby for you two---no one can leave this lot, remember?  Things are going to get a mite crowded around here!

 Durian contemplates what it means to be stuck on one lot for the rest of his life.

 

  Cherry gives Honey some motherly advice.

  Cherry: You can choose who you fall in love with, so pick someone who has lots of money, because we sure could use it.

  Honey: Money?!  What about love Mom?

  Cherry: Love doesn't pay the bills Honey, nor does it put food on the table.

  Honey: ?!

 

 Woohooooo!  Hot dog!  One of those seeds Cherry planted was a money tree, so long as she takes care of it, it's a good thing!!

 

 Cantaloupe hypnotizes herself.  *shakes head*

 

 Morty officially becomes an adult.

 

  He enters a rather lengthy midlife crisis---but on his own, he cannot complete even one of his wishes, lol

 

 Please tell me you didn't.

Honey: I didn't.

Liar!  Blast it!  There goes the kitchen!

  

   Ack!  Jackfruit!

 

  Luckily, he's smart for a sim---and heads straight for the shower, amazing!

  

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Let's see--fails---nope, not yet, unless one counts failure to cook as a fail.  *glares at Honeydew*

  I really did a horrible job with taking pics, lol  Somewhere a baby boy is born---named Celery.  Here is proof that he exists---

  

 

   I suppose that could be called a failure---fail to take pics, haha!  Usually I take a bajillion of them, I cannot imagine why I did not this time around...

 Thanks for reading! =)