The Holiday Legacy 5.2

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Made it halfway, folks! Man, I'm excited! 8D


Huevos has taken to his new half-brother son very well, thanks to his "BABIES BABIES I WANT BABIIIESSSS" Family Sim mentality. He's a stay-at-home dad anyway, it all works out!
... For now.



Brendan: Come on, son! 'Bottle' isn't a hard word! Say it, 'bottle'!



Beltane: This is an insult to my intelligence! ]X



Beltane: Yes, yeeees! Amuse me with your wiggly fingers!



Beltane: And as the ship topples over a mountain, all of the passengers aboard are flung helplessly to crash among the blocks rocks! Mwahahaha!

He's got one nice point, have I mentioned that?



O HAI EDITH! Glad to see you're among the haunting! 8D Man, wait until generation 9, it'll be a giant council like in Mulan! *unable to contain Disnerd self*



Sinéad: D:

Ohoho, this'll happen a lot in Generation 9, I bet.



Edith then proceeded to terrorize the rest of the house.

Adrienne: NOW I'VE GONE AND PIDDLED MYSELF ON THE CHAIR, DAMMIT
Beltane: Philistine.



Beltane: Come, give me cuddles, adorable canine!
Batman: Noooo D:



Oh God... Oh, Batman... Uh.
How is that twig neck holding up your head!? No seriously, that does not look possible.





That's 7 puppies and kittens raised in total now. I'm going to take a break with them and adopt more once all of the kidlets are at least children because potty training both humans and animals is just too much of a bother and I am a Simmer who shall pace herself after the 5 top businesses debacle.



God, I hate when the game decides that NOOOO, YOU SHALL NOT TWIRL BABIES THIS NIGHT for 3 hours. Vic fell asleep on the floor because Huevos wanted to fume more over the burglary that happened IN A DIFFERENT HOUSE, GODDAMN.



135345 HOURS LATER



D'AAAAWWWWWWWWW. Maybe he'll enact a coup d'état and take the heirship



Beltane: I refuse to share a room with one who has not learned to master the potty yet.

GET BACK HERE, I'M NOT BUILDING ANOTHER ROOM.



Vic is pretty durn well received in this household, if only because no one seems to have realized his real origins. And why wouldn't they, he is the most adorable illegitimate baby I've had in my game, and I have quite a few of those don'tjudgeme.



ADGSKDGLHSG *Pinches cheeks*



Beltane: THIS IS FOR HAVING ANOTHER CHILD WITHOUT MY PERMISSION
Huevos: Gaaaah, my sexy awards night shirt!



Adrienne is so overjoyed at having another baby that she visualizes it as little green smileys (either that or Vic just finished potty training). And yes, this time it is Huevos'.



Beltane: Ah, brother! Shall I teach you the game of crashing vehicles against the mountain?
Vic: I'm using this for actual skilling, genius.



Too late, it's Beltane's SPROIIINNNGGGG time.



This boy has got Angelina Jolie beat in the lips department. I don't even know how that happened!



Beltane: Never fear, brother! Someday we shall travel far and wide, and perhaps re-enact those dangerous crashes together!



Vic, put that car right-side up and drive it like a proper gentleman! >:|



Oh yeah. Baby's on the way. COME OOOOOON, MAKE IT A GIRL!



Beltane: Ah, a delightful new sibling to teach and mold!

Go play outside or something.



Adrienne: And it's all thanks to my husband's seed. Yep. Only Huevos.

Me? Foreshadowing for future drama? Nooooo. That would make me a cruel Simmer. :>



She doesn't really like Sinéad for some reason and won't let her near her belly.

Adrienne: Scram, grandma!
Sinéad: But but... My grandbabies



Huevos: How dare he interact with my son when they're not biologically related!

I seriously do not know why he had such a problem with Castor and Beltane hanging out, but he just glared at them from behind while they watched TV together the entire time. HUEVOS, HE PRACTICALLY RAISED YOU, IT IS OKAY.



We now have a burning tree in the Holiday's garden, just like the one at one of Valentine's stores! I'm hoping the game is blessing generation 5 for being the halfway mark of this legacy.
That or it's just glitching after a thunderstorm but I like to go with the former just to feel special.



It's a good omen, I tell you! Headmaster's here to let Beltane into private school. Seriously though, sir. You've practically let everyone in this house into your school, we should just have to drop a line or something instead of doing this whole dinner schpiel.



Huevos: They named me Huevos because I am as sizzling as eggs in a skillet!
BJ (lol, yes I'm 13 shut up) Ryan: ... I have no idea what that means, but by gum your kid is in.



Meanwhile, while this was happening, Castor decided to get friendly with the glowy-eyed wolf. Abbey, I believe it was?

Castor: My, aren't you so big and furry? Yes you are! Who's a good girl? Who's a—



Abbey: NOM.



Castor: AUGH MY HAND! That's it, no more leftover tuna carpaccio for you, you ungrateful fleabag!



Castor: My hand feels all tingly.

Look at Abbey, look at that smug smile! That is a Smug Bastard™ smile if I ever saw one!

Abbey: One of us! One of us!



Castor: AAAAAARGGGGH!
Abbey: Way to be grateful bro! :| *minus*



Castor is regenerating transforming into something epic!



Castor: Grr.

Hot.



Between a werewolf howling and 4 ghosts, the entire household will wet themselves every night.



Gee, thanks Castor! Just clog up all the plumbing with your thick wolf hair, why don't you? :/



Ahahahaha no. Step away from the toddler. I've heard about what happens in Breaking Dawn, sir! D:<



Castor: ASFLKGHADLGKHAHG



Castor: Well that was weird.

Yes yes yes, happens every night, great burden, angst bla bla bla PICK UP THE TRASH ON THE FLOOR.



Beltane: *Ponders the deeper meaning behind the seashell, and what it symbolizes, a beautiful creation of nature enclosed within manmade structures*



Brendan: Son, let me tell you about how your great-uncle Castor found this shell! It all started when we were hanging looooose...



Wow, really? Just now? I figured you'd have maxed that skill a loooong time ago, seeing as that's all you ever did as a child. Also, ignore the burning tree. I can assure you, nothing inside the house is on fire.



Beltane: Only a B+? What good is that for a savant such as myself?
Paper girl: MOVE NERD SOME OF US HAVE HOUSES TO THROW PAPERS AT

She was stuck there picking at the lice in her hair since 8 am. I don't know what to tell you.



These two get along a lot better now that they're elders. They have the most epic platonic bromance ever, talkin' about astronauts on the bed n' shit.



BABY TIME.



Awww, it's another boy. Screw it, guess there won't be any girls named May this generation. Victor's skin and hair, Adrienne's eyes. His name is Walpurgis, after another pagan holiday celebrated on or around May 1.



Huevos: More babies! *Sniff* They're... so... beautiful! Boohoohoooo

Get it together, man! Why is this birth getting you in tears?



Hoshit, look who's walking by the lot.

Victor: Hey Huevos! Hang loooooose! Wanna let me hang at your awesome pad for a bit?



Adrienne + Victor: *SUSPICIOUSLY ABSORBED IN EACH OTHER*
Huevos: I feel very ill at ease for some reason!



He is then disturbed by whatever his son managed to say about spinning tops in a distasteful manner. Spinning. Tops. Beltane, what are you learning at school?



We end this update with a birthday. Come on, Vic! Think of happy thoughts and pixie dust!



ARE YOU KIDS PLAYING WITH COLLAGEN INJECTIONS OR SOMETHING?

Second spare update is now here