So Franklin… uh… Franklin?
Franklin: Shhh… *grins*
What are you do- *blinks* Never mind, I know what you’re going to do. I suppose the question is, who is your scare victim?
Franklin: Shawanda of course. You wanted to see if people can be scared to death.
I see… so this is in the name of science.
Franklin: And fun.
Very well then, proceed. *waits to elevator music*
Franklin: *chuckles* That never gets old.
Actually, yes it does. I’m so over it and by the way, you can’t die from fright any more.
Franklin: Aw, no more scaring?
*shrugs* You can scare who ever you want to.
So I’m ready to…
Franklin: Roo, it’s just Pop. It’s not as if you haven’t seen him in his drawers before. Snap out of it, Woman.
Franklin: Old. Ya, it happens.
Franklin: Roo sent Shawanda swimming. She swam for hours on end. She directed her to swim to each corner and back again until finally she was so exhausted she drowned. While I heard rumor that Grandpa Sherm died that way already, he was saved by a death flower. This will not happen for Shawanda. I have control of all the death flowers in this family. *smirks*
Franklin: *shakes head* Pop and I continued to fish while Grim did his speech and drama. I think we’ve seen enough death in this house that we aren’t really fazed by ‘Grim visits’. Look, Roo, Pop got a nice one there, a perfect specimen!
Franklin: Oh snap out of it. He’s old. He will die. We all die. Just like my wife just did.
What? Shawanda? Oh… right… she wasn’t happy about it either. She tried begging for more time.
Franklin: It didn’t work. She had nothing to offer him.
No, I made sure you have all the death flowers. Soon I will give half to Eddie.
Franklin: What? Those are ‘my’ death flowers!
Yes, only the current and future heir should have one.
Franklin: *snorts* I have four.
For now… just call her okay?
Franklin: Ah, another perfect specimen!
*pokes Franklin* Call her.
Franklin: I have an overwhelming urge to see Sandra. It must be the grief. *rubs his side*
Once again we have three graves in our backyard. I’m just relieved these drowned ghosts do not leave water puddles around the house like the ones in TS2.
Franklin: She’s coming over. Will this be another whirlwind romance?
Franklin: *nods* I’ll go get ready then.
I think he’s ready.
Franklin: Of course…
Hmmm… okay so a flirt, a kiss and… wow already alluring… okay, go for steady, she accepts.
*raises eyebrow* Another flirt, kiss, make out and he’s irresistible. Propose, she accepts.
Franklin: Is that Mom’s belly ringing?
*blinks* Kinda… she has an opportunity at city hall.
Franklin: *chuckles* Something about a pregnant woman toddling off on a bicycle just cracks me up.
Franklin: *laughs rubbing his side* It was worth it.
Seeing how he is so ‘irresistible’ I had him propose marriage. For the same reason Shawanda wouldn’t simply move in, we had the same hang up with Sandra. I wonder if its my game getting glitchy. Gosh I hope not.
Franklin: She brought some money with her when she moved in.
True, but she had come from seemingly no where. She had no ‘house’ listed. Just like Shawanda. I think that is a true NPC thing because I have yet to see a random neighbor have that issue. Okay enough of that go make a baby. *shoos them off*
Franklin: *grins* My pleasure.
Oh wow, its time!
Franklin: To quote you, ‘Bow chica bow wow!’
*giggles* Not that, you go ahead. Your mom is going in to labor.
Franklin: Oh don’t worry about us. We’ll entertain ourselves and Eddie is already asleep in his crib.
Uh huh, so here we are. Precious is walking out of the opportunity early in order to give birth. There’s the ‘face’… *tilts head* it looks different all glowing like that. Shortly after she got there Christian came running to join her. They had a girl. I named her Hope… because I’m hoping for a ghost baby.
Not that I got one. *sighs* I was so disappointed I forgot to write down her traits.
Franklin: *grins* You may be disappointed… my new wife on the other hand is quite satisfied… I think we heard chimes.
What? Chimes? Oh boop!
Franklin: You told us to try for baby. You can’t blame me for this one. *smirks*
*headdesk* Eddie is an infant… Hope is an infant… and Sandra is pregnant? What the frell was I thinking?
Franklin: *laughs* I don’t know, Roo… what were you thinking?
Franklin: *laughs harder, rubbing his side* Still worth it.
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