Chapter 27

Welcome, welcome to Chapter 27!  It's Spring Break, so I have a bit more time to write.  Hope you enjoy this and...stuff.

*If this chapter seems choppy to you, it's cause my game literally crashed between every few slides.

GOOD MORNING BAAAALTIMORRRE-

Midge: Shaddap.

Midge: Good morning, my dear cabbage.  I trust you slept well?

Bobbi: Like a Red in an Algebra II class.

That means very, very well.

Midge: Annnd presto!

Magicians really are the best people to be woken up by.

Bobbi: Wowww, that's so cool!

Midge: Why thank you.

Bobbi: I really l-

Midge: You what?

Bobbi: I- urk...

Midge: ...are you okay?

Bobbi: I'm fine...just...SCUSE ME!!!

Midge: Eh?

Bobbi: MOVE IT, LADY, I'M ABOUT TO BLOW CHUNKS EVERYWHERE.

Dodger: Now now, you'll just have to wait your turn!

I have decided that spiky multi-coloured hair is not fit for a middle-aged woman, so I changed it.

Bobbi: Bleh...a little privacy, please?

Dodger: No way, I wanna see this!

Bobbi: BLECKBLECKBLECK~

Dodger: She's right.  I didn't want to see this.

Welcome to the Peter family, Bobbi.  Your privacy is now set to negative twelve.

Midge: Hey, what's wrong?

Bobbi: Nothing, just a little under the weather...

Oh, if you only knew...

  

Midge: Well, I gotta head off to work.  Why don't you stay home today and rest?  Call me if you need anything.

Bobbi: Okay, I l-*BLEH*

She's allergic to love.

A quick change of clothes and Midge was off to work.  By work he meant acting like an idiot for the masses in parks hoping they'd pay him for looking stupid.

Midge: ATTENTION!  THE SPECTACULAR FLORENCE HAS GRACED THEE WITH HIS PRESENCE!

Midge: And now, prepare to be amazed...WHETHER YOU WANT TO BE OR NOT!!!

Midge: KABAM!  Feast your eyes on these, people!

Midge: ...people?

It's hard to break into the performing world these days.

Midge: And now to release the doves...GAHH!       

Midge: Wh-where are the doves?!

*sizzle*

Midge: TURN OFF THAT GRILL!!!!

Well, it seems Midge's day was going positively crappy.  I wonder how Bobbi was holding up?

Bobbi: Oh, well hello there.  Aren't you one helluva bookcase?  Why don't you come and...educate me?

Moving on..

It's times like these (when I fear the Peters more than Satan himself) that I enjoy creeping around the town.  I found Tim in his sexy pink uniform towing Fairyn around town...

And Torrence was also taking a stroll.  It seems the east half of the island is nearly completely populated by Peters, so I see a lot wandering around daily.

Mason: So, do you like waffles?

Bobbi: Nah, I'm more of a pancake kind of girl.

I like french toast.

*ROAR*

Mason: ...wut?

Mason: HOLY CRAP!!!  PUT IT OUT!!!!

Bobbi: Oh my gosh, I totes have to Instagram this!  #housefire!!!

Luckily Midge and Dodger came home to be absolutely useless.

You'll notice Dodger's hair changing a bit.  My game keeps crashing and I'm too lazy to fix it each time.

Mason: GAHHHHH!!!

And that's how the day went.

Hmm.  Is it just me or does the whole house have a green tint?  I got Supernatural and it's a full moon, so I'm hoping something cool will happen.

Bobbi: Hey, a little attention over here?  Look at this!

Getting pregnant on a spooky night?  This seems like a bad omen.

Well, I spent the whole night camped out in front of the house not taking pictures and waiting for some epic zombie werewolf invasion and NOTHING HAPPENED.  Thanks, Supernatural.  This is such a great EP.

Bobbi: Well, since we spent all last night preparing for the apocalypse that never happened, I never got to tell you...

Midge: Huh?

Bobbi: I'mmmm pregnant!

Midge: WAO!

Midge: That's awesome!  Great job!

Don't sell yourself short, Midge.  You did half the work.

The two spent their day kicking all the little kids off the playground and taking their swings and stuff. 

...I just make everything sound bad.

Midge decided to paint a meaningful portrait of Bobbi by the sea.  I swear, these two are the most sweet and innocent couple ever.

And on the opposite side of the spectrum...

Mason: KILL HIM DODGER!!!!  YOU STILL GOT IT!!!!

Dodger: OUCH.

Mason: Maybe you don't have it.

Dodger: Oh, the pains of being old...

This is her last hair change, I swear.

And back at the park... PAINT FASTER, SLOWBUTT.  WE GOT THINGS TO DO.

Midge: You can't rush perfection, Clark!

Bobbi: Oh, my little Midget is so talented!

Ugh.

Well, he eventually did finish, and I must say that the result was at least almost worthwhile.  That's a start.

And off the two went to a delayed romantic dinner at midnight.

Midge: GAHA YOU'RE SO FAT!

Charming as always.

Bobbi: So, we have to start thinking of some names.  Don't wanna be unprepared!

Midge: Simple.  We'll name him either Midge Jr. or Bobbi Jr.

Bobbi: Are you serious?  Have some creativity!  Dodger?  Augie?  Midge?  You gotta keep up the tradition of cool names!

Midge: C'mon, I can pull rabbits and doves outta my hat, not cool names!   

Bobbi: Oh, don't you act like you're uncreative!

Midge: Where did my parents even get these names to begin with?!

Late nights filled with sugar, mostly.

Bobbi: Well, let's start small.  You're an artist, right?  Maybe we can name him/her after one!

Midge: You mean like Schjerfbeck?

Bobbi: ...maybe we should think simpler.

Midge: What are you looking at?

Nothing.  I'm just wondering how screwed up your children are gonna be.

And speaking of screwed up kids...

Simon: DEATH TO MANKIND!!!

Corola: That's my boy!

She shouldn't be allowed to breed.

And HOLY SHIT I'M KIDNAPPING DASH.

Red: Shh.  What he doesn't know won't kill him!

Bobbi: Y'now, we may not be too bad at this parenting thing.

Midge: You think we can handle it?

Bobbi: No, but if you compare ourselves to the nutcases around here we just may be better than them!

Logic FTW.

Midge: You're right!  WE'LL BE THE BEST PARENTS BY DEFAULT!!!

I fear for the future.

Next morning n' stuff...

Midge: Well, it's about high time I headed off to work.

Bobbi: Mind if I come with?  I'm getting bored being stuck at home.

Midge: That'd be great!  A magician always needs a lovely assistant.

Midge: ATTENTION, PUBLIC!  The amazing Florence has arrived, alongside his lovely assistant Bertha and the future Florence Jr!!!!

Bobbi:  Bertha?!

Midge: You gotta have a stage name, kid!

Midge: For my first trick, I'll...ahh...man, why does this thing always break?

Midge: WORK, YOU USELESS PIECE OF PLASTIC!!!

Well this is going smoothly.

Midge: Bah, I'm done with you!  YOU'RE FIRED!!!

Bobbi: BOOOO!  YOU'RE THE WORST MAGICIAN EVER!!!!

Midge: But you're supposed to be supporting me!

Bobbi: How can I support THAT?!

Bobbi: Now let me show you REAL magic, Midget.  Step aside.

Midge: Huh...

Bobbi: See?  An apple out of thin air!  Now THAT'S magic!

Midge: ...DAFUQ?!?!

Midge: Y-you're ACTUALLY magic?!

Bobbi: Yeah, born and raised a witch.  Problem?

Midge: No, it's just...something I would have liked to know...before...y'now...

Bobbi: This doesn't change anything, does it?

Midge: Of course not.  I'll love you the same no matter what.

Bobbi: Even if I'm better at magic than you?

Midge: Better at magic-PAH!

Midge felt the need to break out the big guns now.

Midge: Now, commoner, step inside the Box of DOOOOOOOOMMMM!!!

Augie: Why do I always get drug into these things?

Midge: As you can see, no means of escape!  No trick doors!  No air holes!

Augie: Now I can see why Mom never let you play with the blocks.

Midge: And now, I shall take these REAL swords!

Augie: SWORDS?!?!  Get me outta here!

Midge: Put your faith in me, volunteer!

Augie: I HAVE NO FAITH!!!!

Augie: GAHH!!!

Midge: You see, this is what happens when you move around too much.

Midge: And presto!  The subject emerges generally unharmed!

Augie: Remind me to kill you next change I get.

Bobbi: That may have been good, but you gotta see this!

Midge: ?

Bobbi: Check out this spell I've been working on!

Midge: SPELL?!

Bobbi: Hold still!  This will only take a second...

Midge: D-DON'T HURT ME!  DON'T TURN ME INTO ANYTHING WEIRD!!!

Bobbi: Don't be afraid!

Midge: I'M AFRAID!!!

Midge: ...am I dead?

Wow.  The sunlight charm is sadly boring.

Bobbi: Midge...I think I may have just exerted too much effort...

Midge: What?

Bobbi: I think the baby's coming!!!

Midge: WHAT?!  HERE?  NOW?

Augie: I GOTTA STOP HANGING OUT WITH YOU TWO!!

Bobbi: DRIVE, DRIVE!

Midge: I'M GOING, WOMAN!!!

And a few hours later, they emerged with...

TWO!  Twin boys, and both of them are witches!

Midge: NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Meet Michelangelo and Leonardo Peter (went with the artist theme).  Both were born with the brave and eccentric traits.

Midge: I'M SO HAPPY!!!!

Good for you.  Now where the hell did your second child go?!

Leonardo: WHAT IS THIS?!

Welcome to the world of magic, kid.

Mason: Awh, welcome to the world, little ones!

It's hard to believe the two are grandparents.  I'M TOO YOUNG TO BE THIS OLD!!

Bobbi: Sleep well, baby.  You've got a lot of tormenting your father to do in the future.

Poor Midge.  He's gonna die.

Bobbi: What a night.  Can't believe I really have two babies!

It's the life of an heir, Bobbi.  And I might add that the painting looks quite lovely.  Ahh, memories.

And the happy couple could sleep peacefully-

-for a few moments at least.

Michelangelo: FEED ME!

Bobbi: Oh, whyyyy.

Midge: The world hates us.

Midge: Okay, stone, paper, scissors- the loser has to get the baby.

Bobbi: Deal!

Midge: SCISSORS!

Bobbi: STONE!

Midge: Damn!

Oh, don't worry, Midge.  There's plenty of baby to go around for everyone.

Leonardo: Oh, Michelangelo's crying?  I might as well too!  WAAAHHH!!!!

Midge: It's a hard life...

Mason: Are those two still asleep?

The babies had kept Midge and Bobbi up all night, so the new grandparents decided to give them a bit of a break.

Dodger: Herrre, wanna go in the swing?  Isn't this awesome?

Okay, who gifted this to me?  This was a long time ago and I forgot, but please tell me so I can properly thank you here :')

N'awh, babies can even turn the scariest couple into big softies.

Okay, the baby swing is AWESOME.  I love whoever gave this to me!!! <3

Well, I was nearing 100 screenshots here so I decided to go ahead and age the twins up.  Why not?

*bwsssssh*

What.  The.  Fuck.

Dodger: Okay, that's it, I'm done.  I'm just done.

How does this even happen!?

Mason: NOT AGAIN!!!  ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

I wish.

Bobbi: This is what I wake up to?

Mason: How do you even work this thing?!

Bobbi: FIRE!  FIRE!  PUT IT OUT!!!

Firewoman: Lady, it was out twenty minutes ago.

Parenting works wonders on your brain.

Well, luckily Michelangelo was left to age up in a half charred kitchen with no adverse effects.

Craig: Okay...blow it out slowly...

I don't wanna use these dumb cakes anymore.

Well, this one didn't catch on fire, so good for them.  Now to show the twins...

Dear god.  I died.  Michelangelo is so cute.  He looks just like his mom; he has her hair, eyes, and most genetic features as well.

HOLY TWIN.  Leonardo is identical.  I guess half of it is me dressing them the same and giving them identical hairstyles, but still.  Wao.

Also, please tell me if you gave me this toddler tux!  I looove it.

...I just have a bad memory.  I'm sorry.

Well, this generation is off to an overly cute (and overly charred) start.

Thanks for tuning in!

Ahh, good times.  Hope you enjoyed!  I may post another over the weekend...maybe.  Also, please tell me if you ever gifted me anything (especially things like Sunlit Tides and Aurora Falls)!  I'm finally able to install store content and I want to be able to properly thank you when the time comes!  Please recommend!  This generation has been kinda floppish.  And be sure to go here for feedback n spoilers n stuff-

http://forum.thesims3.com/jforum/posts/list/493878.page

Till then!