1.7 Second Wedding

Hey guys! It’s been a long week but I’ve finally got time to post another chapter! Last chapter, we left off with two birthday’s.

Louisa: HURRY! IRWIN, OVER THERE!

Irwin: Why are you yelling?

Irwin: I don’t see anything…

Louisa: HAH! Got you nerd!

Why are they dressed up you might ask…

For their parents wedding of course!

Louisa and Irwin: … our parents aren’t married?

How do you explain this situation? “Your parent’s public gym wedding wasn’t official enough for it to last after your fathers death?

Kara: Don’t ruin it guys, its cute. *All swoon*

I NOW PRONOUNCE YOU GHOST AND WIFE.

And after that short backyard wedding, I built onto the house. The image I had for this home is finally coming (partially) together. I don’t have routing issues or anything with the main floor so I stuck to the floor plan.

Also, here’s the unused family graveyard. Maybe one day we will get a use out of it.

Kara has no bad traits, it’s just her mother’s high arched eyebrows that make her look evil.

Kara: You didn’t take this picture to show off my face. You took this to show off the ugly walls that we didn’t have enough money to paint.

Oh, geez don’t remind me. Eyesore is the only style I know how to build.

Nichole: You can say that again.

Stop with the snob trait on your youngest daughter’s birthdays.

Jacinda, now to be known as Jace because WHY WOULD I PICK A NAME I WONT REMEMBER HOW TO SPELL, looks a heck of a lot like her dad.

Jace: Maybe I won’t be a face clone!

We can hope.

And then Jute, whose looks are still almost completely irrelevant since we can never actually see her face.

But here she is without her ghostiness. Very very cute. I could be wrong, but I think she has a better blend of genetics than Jace.

And holy crap, this chapter is full of birthdays. I guess that’s what you get when you have six kids on a normal lifespan. What is up with that grouchy face, Louisa? It’s your birthday.

Louisa: I rolled mean spirited. There goes your perfect girl.

… NO. I HAD A PERSONALITY PICKED OUT FOR YOU. KNOW ARE YOU NOW. I DON’T EVEN KNOW YOU.

Louisa: But I’m still really pretty so suck it up.

Mk, yea, fine. (I am so jokeless today guys. I’m really trying.)

OKAY I THINK THIS IS THE LAST ONE GUYS.

Kara: I really love when you skip everything but our birthdays. Really makes us all feel special.

I don’t have enough time for your sass, firstborn. Shut up and do your homework.

Eli rolled technophobe, and for some reason this is the only picture I took of him deghostified. Good job me for taking a picture of him with his EYES CLOSED.

Okay time for a house tour!

Remember when I complained that the kitchen didn’t fit Nichole’s personality? Well, I fixed that.

This is a peek into the living room.

To the left, I finally bought the family a TV. Happy birthday Eli :,)

This is the kids room. Hasn’t really changed much other than the fact the walls are all finally painted.

And the nursery, fit for our cute little twin toddlers.

Lucas and Nichole’s bedroom is still just kinda, meh. I ran out of money again so they’ll just have to deal with it.

Eli: I wish you would feed me so I wouldn’t wake up starving.

Maybe try feeding yourself, idiot.

Eli: Maybe you have a point.

This family would starve without the continual income of cake.

Jace: Isn’t dada a chef? Why can’t he cook something that isn’t cake?

Isaac: Silly, I don’t have enough time to cook at home! I have to hold you all day.

Jace: I’d rather you clean that pee puddle in the corner.

Isaac: Cannot compute corner puddle.

Jace: -_-

Isaac: OH GOD THIS WAS A HORRIBLE IDEA.

If you’re not going to cook, you have to do something around here.

Isaac: I WOULD RATHER BURN TO DEATH THAN SMELL THIS.

Irwin: Dishes are evil.

Isaac: Lol, friendship plus.

Meanwhile, in the nursery.

Jute: I’M STARVING SOMEONE FEED ME.

Jace: Lol, I’m the favorite.

Kara: I freaking hate this toilet. Piece of crap thing breaks twice a day.

Nichole: I am so beautiful. It’s almost like I don’t age at all.

Yea, as long as you don’t look at your hair slicing into your back. That ain’t too cute.

Irwin: Have you seen these pecs dude?

Eli: I see those ugly shorts. Just a bad idea man.

Irwin: How else can I show off this perfect bod?

Eli: *sighs*

NO NICHOLE. NO.

Nichole: Don’t worry, I’m not pregnant. They ugly wallpaper you still haven’t fixed triggered my gag reflex.

Isaac: Lada la la la, just going to ignore my vomiting wife and fix this broken shower.

I really feel like he isn’t as family oriented as his traits say he is.

I finally put down the festival lot and OMG LOOK AT THOSE GRAPHICS.

For anyone interested in my lighting mod, you can get it at brnt waffles, here. It’s the frozen one. I really enjoy it. 😀

So I sent Nichole down to give her something to do.

Nichole: Yay, the park. How exciting.

You could at least try not to be so sarcastic, woman. I did this because you were stir crazy. You can at least try and enjoy it.

See, I’m even pampering you.

Nichole: If I come out of this thing blue, I’m running away.

Nope, not blue.

Nichole: Is this natural because I feel a little orange.

I think that just depends on your preference.

Nichole: Heyooo, I’m going back to work Monday for the first time since the third chapter of this legacy, and I need more friends to gain a charisma skill. Help a brother out?

Old lady: For sure girl!

You see that little path connecting the legacy house to the festival park? Yea, that little piece of crap is the death of me. Our little ghostie pals float a million and a half times slower than a regular sim walks, so it takes them 4 hours to get to the stupid festival lot. *sigh*

Excuse me sir, I’m trying to photograph my founder eating a pee flavored snow cone, can you please move?

Old man: *creep smile*

Isaac: *Oblivious to creepy old man*

LOL at floating around the skating rink instead of actually skating.

Isaac: I’m having so much fun 🙂

Old man (still creepy): I like this view, but it’s nothing compared to that ghost guys crotch.

Ew, gross.

It should be easier to finish your homework while enjoying the outdoors right?

Kara: …

Kara: Wrong. Homework sucks.

Eli, you should try not to freak out the first kid to hang out with you after school. Would it really hurt to just follow the path?

Eli: I’m slow enough even with the ability to walk through obstacles. You want me to take even more time by walking AROUND them? No thanks.

Fair enough.

Why hasn’t Louisa been in this chapter? Well, after school she goes straight to work. Fun life right Louisa?

Louisa: I hate everything.

Irwin: I’m tired and hungry and I want to go home.

Shut up and find those rocks!

*Five hours later*

HOW ARE YOU STILL NOT DONE WITH YOUR HOMEWORK!

Kara: I JUST WANT TO GO HOME.

I go way too easy on you all.

Kara: I am here to protect the homestead.

You’re here because you’re too big of a wuss to finish your homework.

Who the heck are you? No one has even been home all evening.

Louisa: Do we even go to school together?

This girl is Kristia Costa, and she’s actually really cute. Might keep her on my list of possible lady friends.

Isaac: YES, PROMOTION.

Random passerbyers: *lifeless stares*

Isaac finally got promoted back up to where he was before he died. Still isn’t making much money.

Eli: I sense mother is watching the evil TV again. I must save her!

Nichole: Um, Eli, I don’t know how you want me to help you with this.

Eli: What do you mean? You don’t know how to write a book report?

Nichole: You’re supposed to read the book first you idiot.

Eli: You’re the bookworm mom, not me.

Irwin: WHY AM I HERE I’M STARVING. DAD PLEASE TAKE ME HOME.

Isaac: *Ignores*

That’s what you get for not listening to me. I see you inventory is highly lacking in rocks.

Nichole: I think something went wrong.

Jute: You’re not a ghost mom.

Kristina took part in the family’s favorite game.

Kristina: YES WINNER.

Except you’re playing alone, idiot.

What is this, a b rate horror film?

NO KRISTINA NO. DON’T PLAY CATCH WITH THE CREEPY AX MURDERER.

Nichole: I will not be associated with the death of a teenage girl. I think you should go home.

Kristina: Thanks for having me over, I had a blast!

But no one even INVITED YOU HOW DID YOU EVEN GET HERE.

We will end this incredibly long chapter with picture proof that the youngest child is not always the favorite.

Jute: WHY DOESN’T MY FAMILY LOVE ME.

Well, this chapter took me two days to write. Yay procrastination! Hope you cracked a smile while reading.