The Plant Legacy || Gen 2.2 - Growing Pains and Babies
Previously on the Plant legacy, Briar aged into a gorgeous toddler, Chrysanthemum was born, Briar grew into a child, Chrysanthemum aged into an equally gorgeous toddler, smustlesims discovered Briar and Chrysanthemum are clones of their mother, Marigold and Greg woo-hooed whilst the headmaster was being shown around the house which lead to Greg having a breakdown, Marigold wound up pregnant and shortly after Greg was abducted by Aliens and butt-probed.
Chrysanthemum: Mummy. Bwock. Bottow. Teddy. I can be talking now?
I swear, all Briar did for about five or 6 sim hours was paint. Hence why she is painting the first legacy portrait, which is of her mother.
Marigold: As celebration of a job well done, we shall dance!
Briar: Woo!
Bathtime! Chrysanthemum actualy likes the bath
Much better than last time. Green glowy-ness, not red.
Chrysanthemum: *Seemingly unperturbed that she is currently glowing, and matches the benchtops in the kitchen.*
What's with his face going through the toilet seat? Oy vey.
Greg: I really don't like this.
*splorfle*
Greg: Oh shit! That explains a lot.
smustlesims You're a knowledge sim and you hadn't worked that out yet?
Greg: Oh be quiet.
Chrysanthemum: My horsey can be flying?
Just showing off Greg's manternity wear
Marigold & Chrysanthemum spam.
smustlesims: Potty training. Serious business.
Chrysanthemum: Good potty.
Birthday time!
Briar: Mum, dad, why have you gone insane?
Is it an exploding child? Nope, just Chrysanthemum becoming a child.
She's cute, but I think it's time to change the haircut.
*splorfle*
Marigold: Not again? I just popped out Chrysanthemum.
smustlesims: You want to graduate 3 kids from college, you're going to have three kids.
Marigold: Why?
smustlesims: Because you woo-hooed, you're gonna have to deal with the consquences.
Chrysanthemum post-makeover.
Nobody dare tells Chrysanthemum that they think video games aren't cool.
Happy family spam.
*splorfle* - that's the second pop, and no dust this time either. Hmmmm
Are you guys sure it's okay for you to woohoo like that? I always though you shouldn't over-exert yourself when pregnant.
So that trash compactor died, and we called a mechanic. Poor girl got eletrocuted quite badly.
Mechanic lady: *buzzzzzzz*
Greg: But you didn't fix it?
Chyrsanthemum is very sad she didn't get an A+. Not hard though when your sister rubs it in your face.
Briar: I got an A+, I got an A+. Nee ner nee ner nee ner.
Chrysanthemum: *from sidelines* I keeel you!
Homework party
Chyrsanthemum: Woohoo! High score, beat that.
Briar: I beated you! Go me!
Chrysanthemum: *growls*
Briar: Zzzz.... That guitar sucks.... zzzz.... Still sucky....
Just thought I'd show you the completed legacy portrait.
Um, Greg, are you sure you should be looking for aliens whilst you're pregnant with an alien baby? I'm not sure it's safe you know.
Marigold: Oh shit! No again
Marigold: AAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!
Welcome to the world little Jasmine. She has her dad's skintone and her mum's hair (and eyes most likely.)
Snuggles.
Greg: I am the chess master!
Chrysanthemum: Grrrrrr. Briar is going down.
Greg: Ooh I don't feel so good.
Greg: What happening?
Greg: Owwwwwwwwww!
Greg: My stomach is gonna explode.
Greg: Should I even be able to stretch this way?
Introducing Cedar Plant, a blond haired, blue eyes, green skinned alien baby.
*cute spam*
Greg: Hi. I'd like to hire a nanny. A good one, preferably.
smustlesims: Oh yeah. We're going to need a nanny.
Briar runs to greet her mother every day and they dance with each other. Very cute.
Chrysanthemum: Excuse me, I've got a wedgie.
Briar: This homework is too hard! Argh!
Briar: Think think think.
Homework party.
Briar's birthday party.
Chrysanthemum: Mum and dad have gone insane.
Briar: Oh noes! I'm on fire.
Briar: The spinning. It makes me sick.
Briar: *explodes*
Here's Briar as a teen. Pre-makeover.
Briar post-makeover and Cedar spam.
Chrysanthemum: Mummy, why do you have handcuffs in your bedroom?
Marigold: Um.... I'm just looking after them for a friend, honey.
Marigold: There are lots of flowers. Blue ones, and red ones, and pink ones, and yellow ones.
Chrysanthemum: Okay, thanks. I've got it.
Apparently, Greg and Briar are going to form a band.
Briar: Yeah! I am the Queen of Chess.
And that's all we have for this update. Thanks for reading.