Beesly 1: Round 8

Last round, Madison and Micheal Beesly entered their elder years. Their youngest daughter, Chandler, grew to a teen and joined her sister Phoebe in high school. Sparkle, the dog Madison had owned since before going to college, passed away from old age. Now Chandler has moved back from college with her fiancee Halloween Beesly.





Hello, you two. My, that's a...vibrant top you've got there.

Chandler: I know, it's horrible. Thankfully there's a lot of clothes left over from when my mom was younger.

Well, first things first, though. Let's get you two jobs.



Well, Chandler's lifetime want is to have 20 best friends so I guess the career track doesn't matter.



And Halloween is jumping in high thanks to his college degree.




Does someone want to explain to me how a womrat has outlived a dog?

Chandler: I don't understand it either. But that reminds me, I have an errand to run.

And errand?



You're getting a new dog?

Chandler: We got a new dog. Meet Samantha.



Chandler: Welcome home, girl!

So, now that you have jobs and a new dog, isn't it about time for a wedding?

Chandler: Well, we're not having a big party. There just isn't time.



That's ok, I'm cool with the living room wedding. At least they dressed up.







And with that, Madison fulfills her lifetime want of marrying off six children.



Since you two didn't have a big wedding, I'm thinking the honeymoon is going to be just as simple...

Chandler: Yes. There's no need for a huge trip. We'll be fine right here.

And that is where I make my exit...




Hmm...let's go with capture...




Oops. Well, they can afford a few slip ups.




Hmm...a xylophone playing itself. That could only mean...




Yup, Sparkle's back!




You ok, Chandler?

Chandler: I think so.

You're not going to tell me that you think this is food poisoning, right?

Chandler: No.




Looks like a new generation of Beeslys is on the way.



Uh-oh...and of course they don't have an alarm...




Wait, how did the cop get here?

Halloween: I called them. But is this all they do-beat the guy up? I could have done that!

Just be glad you didn't lose your stuff...



Nice going, Halloween.

Halloween: Thanks!



How's the pregnancy going?

Chandler: Um...alright, I guess.

Hang in there, it's almost over.





Ok, I'm sticking to my guns here. Revert to fewer companies.





See? That's what supposed to happen. Jack Scott must just be cursed.



Looks like that money will come in handy. It's baby time!








And...

Chandler: It's a boy! Meet Ben!

That makes sense since we just had like five girl births in a row. Let me get a shot of him.




He's a cute little guy, that's for sure.




Wow, and on your first day back...

Chandler: I had a lot of time to study.




So what is this, now...grandchild number...

Micheal: Fifteen. Six from Joey, two from Monica, four from Rachel, one from Ross, one from Phoebe, and now one from Chandler.

Wow. Good luck to you around Christmas.




Wow, a new baby and the top of a career.

Chandler: It's been a good week.



Happy birthday, dear Ben...






Um, again?

Chandler: He fell asleep in front of the last cake.

Oh.

Well, he's got his dad's eyes. I can see that.



He's a cutie, though.



Hey, look who dropped by for the party.

Madison: It's great to see you.

Rachel: I'm sorry about Sparkle. She was a great dog.

Madison: Yeah. I'm going to miss her. But did you meet Samantha yet?

Chandler: Come on, you can do it...
Let the teaching begin!

Well, I feel like this would be a good point to wrap it up for the week. Good luck with the new dog and I'll see you next round!

A Message From the Mysterious Voice: This is the first house in town to have a pet ghost. I have to say, I'm not such a fan. Why would a pet want to haunt the house anyway? And seriously, how long do those womrats live? This house has had the womrat since before they got the dog...