Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Beesly 10: Round 9


Last round was a bit rough for the Beesly family. While Phoebe and Arbor's daughter Popcorn grew from a toddler to a child, Phoebe drew a bad chance card at work which left the family in a less than ideal financial situation. A robbery later in the week didn't help.

Popcorn: Mom, can I play the pinball machine before school?

Phoebe: Sure, go ahead.

This is your new hobby, huh?

Popcorn: Well, it's the only way I can help. We still don't have a lot of money.


Phoebe: Don't look at me! I don't know how it happened. We didn't plan for it.


Looks like Popcorn's made a new friend.

Popcorn: And just in time for my party!


Happy birthday, dear Popcorn...


Not bad at all. Have you chosen an aspiration yet?

Popcorn: Yes.

Popcorn: I want a lot of money!

Always fun to see a fortune Sim come up. It's one of the rarer ones around here.

And her lifetime want is very do-able as well.

Let's go with Bixby Rabbit...

Huh? It wasn't right? Bixby Rabbit is almost never wrong...

Popcorn, meet William Lancaster.

Popcorn: Um...I know who he is. I asked him to come home with me.

Oh, right.


We now interrupt the teenage dating to bring you this new baby...


Or babies. Completely natural, I swear...


And we've got at least one boy! What's his name?

Phoebe: We're calling him Cheeto.

Phoebe: Meet your first son...

Arbor: He's beautiful.


Phoebe: We're not done yet!

I thought not.


And we still have an heiress!

Phoebe: We're naming this one Pretzel.

Cute cute as snack food names can be.


Cheeto seems to be a pretty good mix of the two parents...


While Pretzel seems to have favored her mother.


Arbor: Do we really have to keep this thing in our bedroom?

Phoebe: Well, we need the spare room as a nursery now. And once Popcorn moves out we're going to have to split up the twins. They can't share a room when they get older.

Sorry you had to earn the promotion again, Arbor.

Arbor: That's ok. It's always nice to get the bonus again.


Looks like Popcorn and William have hit it off...


Happy birthday, dear Cheeto...


And he's still a pretty good mix in the genetic department.

Happy birthday, dear Pretzel...


And she is still a mini-version of her mom.


Arbor: Ok, so everybody has bottles, everybody has toys, and everybody's been to the potty. Everything ok now?

Pretzel: Sleepy!

Forgot how much fun toddlers are, didn't you? And I just now noticed that Cheeto has his dad's pointy ears.


One good thing about having this machine in the house-the nanny earns back her salary.

Wow, good job with the scholarships Popcorn.

Popcorn: Thanks.

And that means that it's time I headed out of here. Popcorn, I'll see you at graduation; everybody else, I'll see you next round!


A Message From the Mysterious Voice: So, I was planning on having Popcorn stay an only child. Risky Woo-Hoo evidently had other plans. Thankfully one twin was a girl, so the house still has an heiress. And yes, the twins really were completely natural. No cheesecake was involved-for once.