Since the last family outing didn’t go so good, I decided that the kids could have another go at it, and sent them to the park.
Titanium: Best birthday ever!
Scandium: Building stuff with sand is like building stuff with blocks. But with sand.
Titanium: Wow Scandium.
Scandium: Well, I can’t stand art. If you want poetry, talk to Vanadium or something.
Speaking of Vanadium, look who finally shows up.
Vanadium: Took me forever to put on my fairy costume.
Autonomous swing pushing is adorable!
Scandium: Hey! Someone see-saw with me! Hey! Guys?
Scandium: I can do adorable swing pushing too… where’d everyone go?
Time for curfew.
Scandium: Great-grampa, have you seen the books that Grandma writes? They’re pretty smutty.
Binky: I thought I told you to use a pen name so the kids wouldn’t read those books.
Phosphorus: Well, I tried, but Phosphorus Mendeleev doesn’t make good anagrams. No one would buy a book written by Ed Eleven Posh Shop Rum.
Argon: Hello? I’d like to enroll my daughter in Smugglesworth Prep School… I’ve heard it’s a good school for girls who want to beat their cousins at becoming legacy heirs.
Vanadium: Mama, I don’t wanna go to boarding school.
Argon: Nonsense, I know exactly what’s best for my daughter. *eats fly*
Scandium: No fair, Vanny doesn’t have to go to school!
Titanium: Nuh-uh! Vanny has to go live at school.
Uh, Kay? You’ve been in the shower for three hours and your carpool left.
Kay: … I think I’m stuck.
Kay: My boss is never going to believe that I was late to my first day back at work because I was stuck in the shower.
Especially because you work in athletics and you’re going to get all smelly anyway. -_-
Since Vanadium will be leaving us soon, I decided to spend some time and focus on her.
Vanadium: I’m baking muffins!
Cutest lil’ batterwitch ever, yes or yes?
Vanadium: Why do I have to eat the muffin I burned?
We’re going to sell the good ones and make ALL the money.
Let’s check on Argon while Vanny sets up shop.
Argon: I failed to make test tube baby. I guess I’ll have to wait for Grampa to die.
Wait… how does an insane sim get logic skill if insane sims are by default illogical?
Argon: I gain points in Insane Troll Logic.
Back to Vanny.
Vanadium: I’m going to sell SO MANY MUFFINS.
Look, a car!
Aw, it’s only Kay.
Kay: Excuse me?
I want people to come buy the muffins. If the family could buy them, I’d make them, but they can’t. I know the family wouldn’t make any money from the exchange, but they’d still become richer.
Rich with ADORABLENESS.
Maybe no one’s buying because Vanadium runs an extremely unsanitary shop.
Vanadium: One lick won’t hurt.
But there’s still time to have an adorable bedtime-story picture, right?
Phosphorus: Hold on, kid. I my Death Senses are tingling.
Binky: I’ll be in a better place, sweetheart.
Phosphorus: He’s right. Since the Mendeleevs are related to Death we all get a penthouse and access to the private pool.
Scandium: Dammit, Great-grampa. Did you have to die now? I’m too tired.
I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you had the hidden Bitch trait.
Death: If you just died a few feet to your left, we could have done this in the blacklights and it would have been so cool.
Death: Binky mendeleev, your time on this mortal coil is over…
Binky: Yeah, I know. Hurry this up, I’m tired.
Death: My daughter says she misses you and I just can’t say no to that face…
Binky: Never hurts to be friendly with the in-laws.
Do you realize that Sodium’s been dead since December?
Argon, surprisingly, didn’t faint during the whole thing.
Argon: Gonna go do that. Twice.
Wait… Earlier Argon said she needed Binky to die to have another kid… and now…