Sunday, July 19, 2015

A Study In Pink


Welcome back to the Shithouse ISBI!  We've made it to generation two.  Little Bubble Yum is the first of the Pink Generation.  She is an easily impressed, heavy sleeper.  She's also named after,

Things are little tighter in the Hoggle household, with the addition of a crib. They are also really disgusting.


"Oh yuck, the toilet is clogged and the tub is broken! This bathroom sucks."

I don't think it's been cleaned, ever.  That bathroom is getting pretty vile.


"Hello?  Is this the house with broken plumbing?  Is anyone here?  Hello?"


"Oh hell yeah, that chick is hot!  I mean, her outfit is blah, but the rest of her is smokin'!"


"Oh hi!  I'm Katy, your repair sim.  I just took a look at your bathroom and wanted to let you know that while it's totally fixable, it's absolutely gross in there.. If you want to keep your plumbing in good working order, it'd help a lot to clean the place once in awhile, at least a half-assed attempt a couple times a week."


"Um, I don't live here. I'm the babysitter. I got here right after you did. Though if you could fix that bathroom right quick, that'd be great. I don't know how long this lady is gonna be gone, and I'm pretty sure that's the only bathroom."

"Well that just figures.  First this place reeks of pot, now it just reeks.  Fantastic."

Sky wanted to go to the spa, so I let her.  Right as she came back...


"Welp, the tv just broke, so I'll take my 75 and go."

"And I finished the tub and the toilet right before you broke the tv, so I get to leave, too!  Later!"

Not very much later at all,


"This is it. This is the nasty, shithole of a house in which I'm gonna die."

Probably.


Babysitter again, eh?


"Oh shut up! I'm feeling very, very accomplished, I'll have you know."


Easy-peasy.

Heh-heh, easy.  Heh.



So you're just going to leave that dish there?

"I have to!"


"There's nowhere else to put it.  I need a bigger house."

While "ran outta places to put shit" is a legit reason people buy new homes, it's not happening right now, Sky. You could probably afford one, I just don't want to build it.


"HELLLP!!  It smells like poop in here and it's not me!! I am NOT impressed and, believe me, that's saying something!!"

Oh yeah, there's a baby around, isn't there?


"Don't be so cranky, Bubbie!  It's your birthday today!"


There was no clean surface to put a cake on, so I bought Sky a picnic table, and a cake table for her porch.


Sky didn't bother with a party, just her, Bubbie, and...................................


....................... an army of flies!  Ewwwwwwww.  So freakin' nasty!


"Yaaayyyyy!  Da' fwies came to my pahty!!"



Bubbie before her makeover. Not a lot of her father in her.  Yes, Taylor the annoying mascot is her father.  He never showed up to the hospital, that's a game first for me.  Way to set the bar, asshole!!


And after.

"I don't want to go in the house."

I don't blame you, but I'm not sticking all your toys on the porch, especially considering that someone is going to end up sleeping out here sooner or later. 


"Holy crap this bathroom is NASTY!!"


"I mean, just look!  Somebody needs to clean up in here!"

I agree, somebody does.


"Just hit the bars with the mallet, sweetie.  Right here."


"Alright, I got this. Look out, bars!"


"WHOA, that's loud!"


"This is MUCH better!"

You're really not supposed to chew on it.


"How about I smack you in the head with it?"


 Damn, woman!  You're pregnant again?

"This can't possibly be a surprise."

All of her woohoos are risky, which I believe I have set at 10%.  So yeah, it's bound to happen sooner or later, sooner in this case.

The next couple of days fly by, consisting mainly of Sky teaching Bubbie her skills.


"I don't know how much more of this I can take, Bubbie!  I'm about to go beg HR to let me work during my maternity leave, I'm so bored."

"Boad!"


"And then the magical dish fairy comes and cleans up all the dirty dishes!"

"I don't fink so, Mama. Is yuck in heah."


Baby time!


"Oh my lord, is this woman ever going to stop screaming?"


Meet Pepto Hoggle!  He's a brave loner, who's as pale as his mama.

He is, of course, named for


the medicine I absolutely hated as a kid.  Even today I buy the pills. I can't abide drinking that pink shit when you're already nauseous.


"Jesus Christ it stinks in here!!"

He's gonna fit right in.


"Oh god it smells like Death himself died in here."

Sky wanted to get a massage.


Hold on, are you cleaning?

"Has this thing ever been emptied?"

Well, it spills over pretty regularly.



"Why aren't I going home?"

The babysitter is actually cleaning the house, so you're staying out until she's done.

"Oh, awesome!"


She did all the dishes. Including the ones outside.

"This is the nastiest house I have EVER been in."


Mopped up the potty overflow.

"I cannot believe children live in this hole."


And threw out all the trash.

"Sorry flies, you'll have to go somewhere else."

I was really hoping she'd clean the bathroom, but she never even went in there. Just as well, it might have killed her.


"NOW I can relax."

Okay Sky, you can come home now!



"I don't want to! I'm having fun!"

GO!


"Wow!  There really is a cleaning fairy!"

Yup, for the bargain price of 75 simoleons.  Satisfaction not guaranteed.

Next day is Pepto's birthday, and we had counter space for a cake!


But tragically, before Pepto can watch his mother blow out his candles, she rams her arm through his head, instantly killing him.


Here's little Pepto before his makeover. He actually does resemble his father a little bit.


And after. Cool that both kids have the pointy ears.


"So you try to call your baby daddy and tell him he's got a kid, but he either never calls you back, or says he'll come over and then doesn't."


"That's .......nice, Mom."

This girl needs some more friends.


"Is she about done? I wanna play with the blocks."


"Where are the candles?  The cake is supposed to come with candles."

Thanks to all the babysitters Sky keeps hiring we, once again, have space for a cake.


Bubble Yum was able to roll her trait, and all this close-quarter living has turned our dear Bubbie into a loner.

"When can I get my own room?"

You have a shot at it if you become heir. We're allowed 2 bedrooms, so if you don't move a spouse in right away, and give your siblings time to move out, you could actually get your own room. Provided I move you out of here, that is. 

"Soooo, never."

That is the most likely scenario.


The first thing Bubbie does after finishing her cake (and washing her dish!) is to ruin the papercults semi-circle curse laid on the front porch.

"We haven't had a new paper delivered in years!"


And get frustrated with her mother over the bathroom.

"What in the world is she doing in there?  It's been HOURS!"

Slow bathtub is slow.


"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!  This tabuh huts!!"

Meanwhile Pepto breaks himself while using the block table.  Moron.


"I no wike dis tabuh!!"



"Who's the carrot?"

That's Taylor, he's your father.

"Get out! What's he doing here?"

Your mom wished to hang out with him.


"Guess what, Taylor!  You have a daughter!  Bubbie over there is yours from our one night stand at City Hall!"


"Really?  That's great!  I love kids!"

"I tried to call you from the hospital but you never answered."

"Yeah.  That phone number I gave you? It's my roommate's landline that he never uses anymore, doesn't even have voice mail for it."

"Seriously?"



"It's not like I want much from you, really just a chance for Bubbie to get to know you."

"Where is Bubbie?"


"She's around somewhere. But first, SELFIE!"

Idiots.


"Whatever. I'm not going in there to hang out with a guy I've never seen before in my life. I don't care who Mom says he is."


"I'd rather clean this nasty bathroom than talk to my 'dad'."


"Okay FINE. This house is so friggin' small, it's not like I have any real options anyway."


"So, you're Bubbie!"

"Yup."

"I'm your dad, but you can call me Taylor if you'd rather."

"Mmhmm."


"Um ......... I'm really sorry I wasn't here for you before now. I didn't know about you."

"Okay."

"But, now that I do, maybe we can get together and do stuff. Do you like sports? I get season passes to all the University games, and I get free tickets to the local Llamas games a couple of times a season."

"I don't like being around lots of people."

"Oh.  Okay.  Well.  What do you like to do?"

"I really just like to hang out by myself and read, play chess, or build with the block table."


"Hey, I play chess!  I mean, I'm not very good at it, but we could do that sometime!  Heck, you'd probably win!"

"*sigh* Sure.  Fine. Whatever."


"This? Is why I hang out alone. This. Right here. *sigh* I'll be at the block table."



"Tinko Tinko witttah stah, how I wondah what you ah."


"Up abub da wohd so high, wike a dymo in da sky..."


"Tinko, tinko wittah stah, how I wondah wha you ahhhhhhhhh!!!  Dank oo, dank oo vay much."

Toddler is unbothered.


LOL!  Awkward first kiss is awkward.

Coming up next chapter, the little house gets even more full.

Points

Every time you may roll a trait for a sim: +15 (twice for Bubbie, once for Pepto)

Your TH achieves their LTW: +10

Every child born: +2 (Bubbie and Pepto)

Total: +27