5.6 Reverse Psychology?

My plan was to get two chapters out a week until this generation was finished. As you can see, that isn’t happening. But I did get a new laptop! Yay black Friday!

What in the heck is happening here?

Sarah: It’s a Texas showdown.

Ask to leave home… this is her home too?

Harry: Not anymore.

AHAHA! Awh, I feel sorry for laughing at your death, but that is hilarious.

Sarah: Death? What the hell are you talking about? I was just taking a piss.

Harry: The toilet is deadly.

I was very pissed when this happened. Elise had JUST been born and instead of sending Sarah upstairs to greet her I sent her to take a shower first.

Sarah: Well damn. Do I at least get to keep the evil red glow?

Grim: Sarah Lemons? Something’s missing here…

Grim: Ah, there ya go.

Sarah: Awh hell yes.

Grim: Now, what was I doing? Oh, yes. *Chokes Sarah*

Sarah: I’m already dead you idiot!

Willow: Don’t put mom in the toilet!

Grim: Who do you think I am?

Sarah: Okay, guess it’s time to hit the urn. Thanks for not putting me in the toilet.

Willow: Noooo! Please, put her in the toilet! I was trying reverse psychology.

GRIM! You just killed this woman, now you’re going to use her computer?

Grim: “What is “reverse psychology” and does it work?” Interesting article.

Harry: 228$ is all your mother left to us? Is this a joke?

Willow: I know right. For an evil overlord, she was severely lacking in funds and bad guy ninjas.

BAM! Fixed ya outer wear. You’re welcome.

Harry: There goes the 228$.

Harry: So now what are we going to do?

Willow: Mourn my dead mother?

Harry: That’s not exactly what I had in mind.

And then they woohooed, right there beside of Sarah’s fresh grave.

Waylon: Oh you poor, poor thing. Just born and already abandoned.

Now this is just my opinion, but that seems pretty uncomfortable.

Willow: I’m going to scare the crap out of Waylon. Are the cameras ready?

I think you missed him.

Willow: What the frick?

Waylon: ZOOM! Fly pony, fly! You are free at last!

Willow: Whose a good baby? Whose a good baby burrito?

Elise: *whispers* You abandoned me…

Willow: Aren’t you a little young to be saying full sentences?

She’s almost a whole day old, how long do you want her to wait?

We have visitors!

Waylon: Shouldn’t you be wearing more of a shirt since it’s winter time?

Lisa: Shouldn’t you be a good boy and shut up?

Awh, ReLaTiOnShIp GoAlS!

Alexy: How did I get here?

Alexy: You poor, poor soul. I hope you grow up more adept than your parents.

She would be the first Lemon to do so.

Willow: Holy bologna, I just pooped out a baby yesterday.

Well we’re not having a replay of poor Waylon. Toddlers in a heir poll are not cool.

Willow: Great, since I’m pregnant again I get to do all of the house work!

It makes perfect sense.

AHAHA, what are you doing at the park in your pajamas?

Willow: Excuse me, please come down from up there. I’d like to have a word.

You are so ridiculous.

Willow: Is this chapter even in order, or did you just throw a bunch of pictures together thinking you could segue and then realizing you couldn’t?

The world will never know….

But they will know it’s birthday time! Make your prediction’s now, face clone or perfect mixture?

Harry: You know she’s going to be a face clone!

Shut up, we have no idea-

DAMNIT WILLOW!

Okay, fine. Elise looks exactly like Willow but with Lincoln’s hair color. At least she doesn’t have the black hair. This is a step in the right direction.

Elise: You probably shouldn’t talk shit. What if you end up liking me most?

I mean, you ARE adorable. Willow clones are bound to be perfect little angels with amazing bone structure.

Willow: Hey nutsack, make way for the bus.

Waylon: Can’t hear you over the sweet sound of relaxation.

Eduardo: Run! Dragon!

Willow: HAHA, very funny.

What are you two doing?

Willow: Running from the dragon.

Waylon: TAG YOU’RE IT!

Willow: I think I’m about to stroke out.

Can’t you at least play tag with the pregnant woman INSIDE the house?

Waylon: Uh, no? Not when the weather is prime for running.

Willow: The dragon will never get to us out here.

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Kim: You really turn me on with those underwear.

Harry: Excuse me? No one’s ever told me that…

Kim: Flowers?

Harry: Did you… did you take these from down stairs?

That’s what you get for inviting over strangers to your house.

Harry: I’m just going to be honest with you right now Kim, you should probably run. Like, fast.

Kim: What?

Willow: HERE COMES THE DRAGON.

Harry: *Sighs*

Kim: Whose that?

Willow: HEY!

Kim: Me?

Willow: Yes you, ya dumb bimbo.

Willow: Get the hell away from my man.

*Crickets*

Willow: YOU DON’T WANNA MESS WITH THE KRACKIN!

Kim: I thought you were a dragon.

Willow: Same damn difference.

Willow: The point is, you are a dummy. How were you even a chess opponent. Do you even have a logic skill level?

Harry conveniently went to take care of Elise.

Kim: Back off, girlfriend. I don’t even know who you are.

Willow: You don’t even have HALF of my intelligence!

Kim: Shouldn’t you be in bed? You look a little tired from being on your feet this long.

Willow: You piece of shit-

Willow: Wait a second.

Kim: What were you saying?

Willow: Oh DAMNIT! Seriously? Right now?

Kim: That’s what you get.

Willow: Will someone kick this lady out of my house?

Elise: Daddy! I’m hungry, daddy!

Harry: You’re not starving to death, you can wait your turn.

Elise: I AM starving to death!

Meanwhile…

Alaric Lemons was born! Evil and Easily Impressed!

Willow: The apple in his mother’s eye.

Willow: Whose that I hear knocking at the door. Could it be….

Alannis: I wasn’t at the door, you just put me on the floor.

Alannis was born Excitable and Light Sleeper. I gave Willow fertility treatment so we could get through these kiddos quickly.

Here’s their new nursery.

Teen: Trick or treat!

Harry: This must be a trick, because Halloween was last week.

Teen: Do you want your house to get egged or not?

Harry: I suppose not.

Harry: I guess I’ll just give you this opened pack of gum I have in my jacket.

Teen: That’s right, cough it up.

I can’t deny how adorable Elise is. Even with her creepy doll.

Too bad her parents ignore her.

Elise: Father?

Willow: Seems like it, doesn’t it kid.

Willow: Now say “Big dippin’ spoon.’

Elise: You don’t have an accent. I’m so confused.

And as you can imagine, with 2 babies and 1 toddler in the house… no one got anything done but baby stuff.

Yes, even Willow.

Harry: Time to walk, kiddo.

Elise: But I’m only a few days old!

Harry: Haha, sorry, #simslogic

Well, looks like I was right. Elise looks nothing like Harry. Hopefully the twins have at least some of his facial features.

That’s the end of this chapter! I’m sorry for the long break, I was planning on getting this chapter out MUCH sooner but… ya know.

Hope if you’re American that you had a wonderful Thanksgiving! And to everyone else a great autumn!