Welcome back, dearest reader, to #53 Waterfall Way, where dwells the Sprout Family.
I’ve been growing increasingly apathetic towards the outcome of this story, as the goals for each generation are exactly the same; it may be time to shake things up a bit.
(Do not tell Miss Persephone Sprout’s ghost, it would be very cross with me.)
I am giving you a different angle on the opening shot this time around, which I feel is made less attractive by being able to see the pavement over yonder. Kek.
Well! I imagine some semblance of a recap is in order, if you will follow along…
…Miss Ceres, who grew up into a lovely, ladylike, teenaged girl, and was joined shortly thereafter (in teenaged-hood), by her younger sister, Miss Epona.
Miss Ceres never complains about the forthcoming mantle of heirship, or about having to garden in heels.
Miss Epona has proven herself to be slightly more angsty than our usual teenage fare, but convieniently she is able to channel it all into her online blog.
As there is a strict no-technology rule at the Legacy Garden, our bloggy spare spends a great deal of her time at the library.
She has also taken a job at the mausoleum, and we are all duly ashamed of her disgrace.
Master Twig grew up as well, and promptly left the Legacy Garden to live with his much older boyfriend, Demarcus Wagoner.
Eventually they married, and Master Twig conceived a daughter by his husband.
No, I am not entirely certain how, but we’ll just go with it.
Our current Matriarch, Mrs. Demeter Sprout, lost her Consort, Mr. Lief Greenapple, to a most unfortunate starvation box accident…but that’s okay, she sent for a mail-order SimBot-BFF who turned out to be her evil, mechanical love-match…
…Cordell Sprout is completely at home in the Legacy Garden, as he is a technophobe, just so long as he avoids the sprinkler.
He came with a most delightful personality, and spends a great deal of time stalking his wife around the yard attempting to mock her or jump out and scare her…
…one would think this would cause their relationship to deteriorate over time, but Cordell is a clever fellow, and always follows up with kisses, amorous hugs and woohoo…he knows how to keep his Matriarch happy.
Mr. Leaf Sprout, our Matriarch’s elder brother, has produced two lovely girls with his ghostly wife, Jyaolina.
Here we have the Little Mistress Lana Sprout and Miss Alma Sprout. It would appear that the Little Mistress Lana is going to favor her mother in looks.
Both girls have inherited their father’s, and Grandmother Persephone’s, pale green eyes. Charming!
Mrs. Sprout has been spending some time down at the park meeting potential Consort candidates for her daughter.
While too young to qualify, we took note of young Orson Nunya, Willow and Aaroc’s newest baby, just as red-eyed as his other siblings!
It was during this particular visit that Mrs. Sprout met and befriended the surly looking Robbie Bland.
Robbie revealed to her that he is athletic, single, and in the business of acquisition.
Mrs. Sprout wasn’t particularily certain what acquiring entailed, but he seemed a steady enough sort of fellow, so she decided to bring him home for Miss Ceres.
…this has done nothing to improve their relationship, and I suspect that Mrs. Sprout won’t be terribly upset to see her youngest leave home.
Epona: *is pleased with self*
I blame her upbringing; you simply did not bond with her enough as an infant, Mrs. Sprout
The newest addition to the Legacy Garden decor is this portable gnubb set that absolutely everyone on the lot has been coveting.
Frankly, I do not see the appeal, but the Sprout family is simply delirious with pleasure over it.
Along with all our other neighborhoods, published or not, the Sprout Legacy neighborhood has suffered some unpleasant glitches, and required to be moved to a fresh Sunset Valley.
We packed them up with their lot, and a few other select families, and sent them to start out fresh…so Mrs. Sprout found herself doubly busy re-acquainting herself with old friends and family members.
While visiting with her youngest sibling, Mr. Twig Sprout-Wagoner, she was spontaneously attacked by his husband, Mr. Demarcus Wagoner.
As Mr. Wagoner and Mrs. Sprout were getting along quite well up this this point, the attack is somewhat of a mystery.
Chin up, my dear! You are the official Third Generation Sprout Consort…very prestigious!
Mr. Bland has been allowed to keep his nicknamey first name, as it doesn’t bother me for some reason.
You cannot see it due to his toque, but he has lovely red hair (squee!) and the hidden burglar trait (double squee!).
We have high hopes for his offspring.
Lord Ashram Nunya has grown into a very handsome young man, and has the good taste to come home with Miss Ceres one afternoon.
It has been decided that he will not be joining us in the Legacy Garden, but we will most likely take a genetic donation from him for this generation.
Ceres: *likes that idea*
You and me both darlin’.
We hear tell a colorful new family has moved itself into our Sunset Valley…though somewhat altered from their original forms, most will recognize this smattering of Chimerees (of Chimeree Fame).
In this incarnation they believe themselves all to be siblings, as I will not have them deciding to breed amongst themselves like those silly SimSelves.
Drat, we seem to be missing a couple of colors…have no fear! We shall rectify the situation directly! Or, sometime soon, at least.
Run free my pretties! Make Chimeree babies and stuff!
Meanwhile, Cordell has found a new way to terrorize his wife; pretending to go berserk.
Poor Mrs. Sprout, does everyone in the Garden have it out for her? Certainly it seems to be on all of their agendas.
Apparently having gotten over the excitement of the gnubb set, the Sprout’s all simultaneously rolled up the want to purchase a new toy: the trampoline.
Here Miss Epona demonstrates her bouncing prowess…
Being a day or so older than Miss Sprout III, Lord Ashram has aged up nicely along with our Heiress.
Wanting to allow him to go on with his life, we have him over straight away intending for him to make his legacy contribution.
Unfortunately he had to run off somewhere before we got into his trousers. Jerk.
Miss Sprout III takes the opportunity to get to know her Consort better.
Ceres: “It’s okay that you’re a burglar, Robbie, I’m sure you burgle in a good way.”
Robbie: “Actually, I’m evil.”
Ceres: “But, in a good way?”
Mrs. Sprout and Cordell are also expecting a child…good heavens Mrs. Sprout! Put some clothes on!
Cordell is only very innocently listening to her tummy, but it looks rather obscene under the circumsances.
Much better! Both of them are hoping for a girl.
Cordell: *sounds well lubricated*
Originally, there weren’t any plans for them to have babies, but Cordell rolled up a desire to have a child with his wife: awwwes.
And then we remind ourselves that his ultimate life’s wish is to see her dead, and it loses some of it’s sweetness.
For reasons unknown to us, Cordell spontaneously decided to play with the sprinkler.
Really, we had thought he was at least moderately intelligent, nevermind that he’s a hydrophobe.
I suppose we could have cancelled the interaction, but where’s the fun in that?
Showing more bravery and good sense than we are accustomed to seeing from her, Mrs. Sprout rushes over to extinguish her husband.
Alright, we may have encouraged her to do so…but she’s the only one who didn’t drop the command from her queue.
Disaster averted, Mrs. Sprout sets to work fixing him herself…and finds a most interesting option in the pie menu.
Demeter: “Reprogram? Hm! I suppose one or two little changes couldn’t hurt…”
With a few deft turns of her screwdriver, the Sprout Matriarch sets to making some slight modifications in her husband’s programming.
Cordell couldn’t be a prouder papa, and first thing in the morning he rolls up a want to interact with his daughter…and also, apparently, to have a bath.
Cordell, we cannot even begin to express to you what a horrid idea that is.
And FYI: Jyaolina Sprout will. Not. Go. Home. It seems to me I’ve had this issue before with another playable ghost in my WYD neighborhood.
She’s been here since Cordell’s firey accident.
GO HOME TO YOUR KIDS WOMAN!
Mrs. Sprout doesn’t seem to mind though, and the next morning I find the two mommies talking shop.
Demeter: “Well, typically we name our children after plants, but I made an exception for Cordelia of course.”
Jyaolina: *feigns interest*
Welcome to the Garden Wee Master Ash Sprout!
Ceres: “I made a green one!”
Well done, Miss Sprout III!
What is it with me and evil sims all of a sudden? I suppose we ought to expect as much from Aaroc’s bloodline, but still!
More interestingly, his dislike of the outdoors qualifies our Wee Master Ash for the as yet unused “bad seed” role. Mwahahahas.
…and turns out just lovely! And, thankfully, less angsty.
Feeling strangely romantic, I see a future of passionate encounters in this young woman’s future.
And aren’t you fortunate that your boss is your Uncle Twig!
Unfortunately, Miss Sprout III is not at all pleased with this turn of events.
Ceres: “Swirly molecules are not for good Sprout women!”
Oh dear, I have a feeling this may be a point of contention between the two of them in the future.
Elysia SimSelf-Wiggins enjoys the park next to the Sprout Garden with her husband (Roberto Wiggins) and daughter (Sherri).
Oh very well, that’s enough spare/simself spam, back to the actual legacy business…
Perhaps feeling keen to garner her sister’s favor, Miss Epona fills in Cordell’s mining holes in her underthings.
Unfortunately, my dear, I think it will take more than that to convince her you should keep your job; she’s quite set in her ways, you see
In keeping with my new found love of ageing the Sprouts up in daylight, Little Mistress Cordelia blossoms into an enchanting tot.
She has those pretty green eyes so popular lately with many of the Sprout descendants, and it leaves us to wonder: what parts are Cordell?
Yes, random pictures of wet laundry can only mean one thing! We’ve at last come to the end of what nonsense I’m able to squeeze into an update!
Not to worry though! There’s plenty more nonsense to come!
So next chapter I’m thinking we’ll do some more babies, that’s always a crowd pleaser. Some drama might be fun too, yeah, drama and babies! Woot.
Hugs and kisses! XD