Levinson 2: Round 9

 

Last round brought a surprise for the Levinson family when Brooklyn became pregnant unexpectedly. After giving birth to another set of twins named Rosemary and Parsely, it became a struggle to keep up with them and their older twins, Nutmeg and Ginger, who grew to teenagers at the end of the week.

 

 Um...dog? Oh, that's right. Trumpet ended up buying one of the dogs from the Vega house.

 

Looks like we get to start off the week with another birthday. Happy birthday, dear Brooklyn...

 

 The outfit could be better, but otherwise...not bad.

 

Happy birthday, dear Trumpet...

 

 Not bad, Trumpet. I can't believe you two are elders already, though.

 

 Trumpet: Having two toddlers around keeps you pretty young, though.

I would think so.

 

 Trumpet: How long before they start school?

Brooklyn: Not much longer. We're almost done.

That's what you said last week too.

   

 Happy birthday, dear Rosemary...

 

 ...and Parsley...

 

One more beautiful Levinson girl...

 

 Two more beautiful Levinson girls. I think you're going to need a new hairstyle, though.

 

That's better.

Parsley: I like it!

 

 Hey, look who happened to wander by! It's Alan Scott, the boy the gypsy hasn't seen fit to introduce to anybody.

 

 Glad to see that he's getting along with Ginger.

Alan: I think my mom will like her too. 

Which would be important if you were

 

Rosemary: I got an A+!

Great job! What about Parsely?

Rosemary: Nope, just me!

 

Hmm, I think Italy has replaced Granite as the town social butterfly.

 

Rosemary: Good boy...you're such a pretty doggy!

That blue fur is really nice.

 

Ginger: Um...Nutmeg? What are you doing?

I have to second her on that.

Nutmeg: I'm just checking myself out.

 

Parsely: I got an A+!

Great job! I knew you'd do it!

 

Just as a refresher, these two are still together...no matter what that gypsy says.

Nutmeg: What does the gypsy have to do with anything?

Never mind.

Parsley: Hi, I'm Parsely.

Elmyra: I'm Elmyra. Wanna play tag?

Um, you might want to play something else...that you don't have to play outside in the rain.

Man, the weathermen in Tranquility Bay are just as careful about their job as they are here...

 

Brooklyn: Ok, one at a time...

Those two still keeping you young?

Brooklyn: Oh, yes.

 

Looks like these two are a done deal, too. And that means there's only one thing left to do. It's scholarship time!

 

Nice job, Ginger!

 

Equally nice job, Nutmeg!

Ok, I guess there's one more chance card before I head out. Let's sing...

 

Nice! And now I really have to be on my way. Nutmeg and Ginger, I'll see you at graduation. Everybody else, I'll see you next round.

 

 A Message From the Mysterious Voice: Nothing too eventful with these guys. I can't believe that Brooklyn and Trumpet are elders. Time is really flying around here.