Last round, Disgust Howard adjusted to her teenage years by falling in with a not so friendly group called the Paragons. However, it wasn't all bad as she also grew closer to her boyfriend, Herbert. Meanwhile, Cason continued to chase his dream of becoming a master chef and Joy continued to excel in the writing career.
Uh-oh...Joy, don't....
Joy: What the...
Joy, you ok?
Joy: What...yeah, I'm...wait, where am I?
Maybe you should go lie down for awhile. Don't worry, I'll cover for you.
Still at it with that thing?
Cason: I know you think it's dumb...
I don't think it's dumb. I think it's dangerous. It looks like it could catch on fire at any moment. Plus, you found it behind your restaurant. It's probably still loaded with germs.
Cason: What do you care? You're a disembodied voice. You can't get food poisoning.
No, but I have to watch when you guys get it...
Bad day?
Disgust: How could you tell?
Well, most people don't double fist ice cream cones unless something's gone horribly wrong.
Disgust: Nothing's wrong...
Come on. If you can't trust the neighborhood narrator who can you trust?
Disgust: Well...it's Luna...
Her again? You know, you don't have to keep hanging out with them if you don't want to.
Disgust: I don't. But I can't exactly avoid them at school.
Eh, sure you can. You can avoid anybody if you try hard enough.
Disgust: Can I avoid you?
No, I'm afraid not.
Hey, looks like Cason's hit a pretty big milestone...
Congrats!
Cason: See, that cupcake machine paid off.
I strongly doubt it, but still...
Joy: Congratulations...
Disgust: Ew, come on guys. Get a room!
It's a good week for Joy on the job front too, I see.
And it looks like Disgust won't have to avoid people at school for much longer, either.
Disgust: Thanks for coming over.
Herbert: Wouldn't have missed it. Um, your other friends aren't coming too, are they?
Disgust: No, I decided to keep it small.
Happy birthday, dear Disgust...
Hmm, a geeky, active loner...
Happy birthday, dear Herbert...
At least he looks happy.
Welcome to the family, Herbert.
Herbert: Thanks.
Disgust: Thanks for letting Herbert move in, Dad.
Cason: It's worth it to keep you around. I don't know what your mother and I would do all day if you moved out.
Looks like Disgust is taking the lead on this one.
Disgust: Will you marry me?
Herbert: Are you kidding? Of course!
Looks like it's wedding time...
You're having the wedding here?
Disgust: Why not? We've got a huge finished basement, Dad loves to cook for crowds, why spend the money to rent a place?
Interesting wardrobe choice.
Disgust: White is so old fashioned. Besides, this way we match.
Looks like Cason's cake passion has a purpose for once.
Following in your dad's footsteps, I see. Can't say I'm surprised.
Disgust: Yeah. It's kind of all I know.
And I can't say I'm surprised about this, either.
Disgust: I have big news...we're going to be parents!
Herbert: Already? How did this happen?
Why don't I let Disgust explain that one while I head on to the next house? See you guys next round!
A Message From the Mysterious Voice: I really like Disgust and Herbert. They're a cute couple. I also didn't plan the black wedding dress. I always forget to plan a Sims' formal wear when the age up until they get to a formal event. At least Disgust's dress kind of worked.
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