Future Generations And Misfortune

 We're back, and we're still just on the same thing.

 Aaaaaand now we're evolving.

 Aaaaand this is our daughter. Anouk.

 She got the Friendly trait and climbed straight to sleep after her birthday.

 It's your own fault though, since you toddlers never sleep at night.

 She's got a worried look in her face like all the time...

Maybe it's because her little brother is watching her.

 "Mom! I learned in school today that in case of emergency, you should always bring a patch!"

 *one second later*

"Shit I think the water broke... UUHGGGHHH IT HURTS!"

"AAAAAAAH MOMMY!!!!! DID YOUR BELLY BREAK?!!!????! WHERE DO WE HAVE THE PATCHES?!"

 Mommy's belly broke and we got a little sibling named Agnes.

 Agnes got the Clumsy and Heavy Sleeper traits.

 Here she is and I've only got ONE question.

WHERE did she get her black hair..?

Excuse me Anshee, but? Just???

 "If we only learnt how to cook, then we wouldn't have to eat cake all the time... Can't you please make it your lifetime mission?"

 Hm? Why did I take this picture?

 "Stop washing your hands, Sherman, because IT'S TIME FOR ATLAS' BIRTHDAY!"

"Wiieeehh!"

 He grew up into a chubby little child.

 "I've been thinking about a private wedding... Mostly because I don't have any friends."

"Sounds good, sweetheart."

 "I will love you forever and ever, Anshee, and we'll make two more beautiful children and live happily ever after, and I'll forget about that Agnes has black hair because hopefully it's not because of you. She should be ashamed of herself and she is now doomed to be this generation's black sheep."

 "I'll love you too, Sherman. But hopefully Agnes won't bring misfortune for our family. I don't want misfortune. We've got so much I don't want to lose."

 Meanwhile I upgraded the bottom floor bathroom.

It doesn't fit the rest of the house but eehh..

Time for baby number 4.

Welcome Back Mr. Fire

 Welcome back!

We find Ma reading in the nursery.

 And Mr. Fire taking a seat in the chair.



Wait...

 *WHOOSH*

"WAAAAAAAAAHHHHH A FIRE!!!!!!!!!"

 "DID YOU SAY FIRE?!?!! :D"

"OH MA! RUN! I'M GOING TO TRY TO SAVE ATLAS!"

 "WOOOHHH A FIRE!!!! :DDD"

"BUT I'M SO AFRAID! ATLAS!!!! CRAWL OVER HERE!"

"Bababgagagogobluuuh! :D"

 "This is so much fun! :'D I never thought I'd get to experience something like this again!"

"MA RUN!!!"

 "Slow down, princess, I've had my fun, I can save you now."

"WAAHHHHH!!"

 "Hm? A cloud!"

 "Oh my GOD! YES! THANK YOU MA! MY SON IS SAVED!"

 *a few seconds later*

*POOF*

"NOT ANOTHER ONE!"

 "I'LL SAVE YOU! Even though I enjoy this."

"RHODA WHY ARE YOU BACK?!"

 "BUT THANK YOU I APPRECIATE IT!"

"Nooo... is it already over? :C"

 "HUNGRYY!!!!"

 Oohhh just look at all his muscleeesssss.
Habbahabbahbabbahbabbhbaba.

 CUTE.

 "Can you please go, Anshee? I need to pee."

"Wait a second, Ma. I just have to watch this funny video."

 "Oh god damn it these youths and their modern phones. GET OUT!"

 "OH GOD I HAVE TO PUKE! IS THIS BABY SICKNESS?!"

"Oh no false alarm, I'm all right. It was just the trash."

No! Stop it, fire!

 And after just another day, let's give the baby food!

 I never use these chairs, because I find them unnecessary, but now I bought one since I've got like shitload of money.

 Oh... right...
This was another reason.

The kids are just stuck in the chair, crying while I'm too lazy to send my busy sims over to pick them up.

Chair: "Oh, hello Mr. Fire!"

Fire: "Hi there, chair!"

Lamp: "Ooohhmm, warm and cozy <3"

 "DID SOMEONE SAY FIRE?!!!??! WAAAAHHH I'M OUTTA HERE!"

Yeah, if you remember, Sherman is a coward.

 "HAHAHA YES A FIRE! FINALLY SOMETHING FUN IS HAPPENING!"

Aaaaaaaand Ma is... I don't really remember her trait, but she likes the fire.

 "MOM! NO! DON'T BE EXCITED, WE MUST EXTINGUISH IT BEFORE IT SPREADS! D:"

"NOooooo!!! DDDD: Don't son! Not my fire!! :C"

 "I enjoy this way too much, son! It's the first time I actually FEEL something GOOD in years!"

 "I CAN'T HANDLE THIS ANYMORE! WAAAAHHHH!!!! YOU'LL HAVE TO HANDLE THIS MOTHER!!!"

"Oh, calm down boy! I hope I'll get something good out of this.. I'm not able to have fun anymore... It's just because I'm old, isn't it. God damn it."

 "*sob* Not the fire.. *sob* I'll miss you, dear..."

 "Oh, sleep well darling, daddy's here and the horrible fire is gone! You're safe now."

 "If I only were braver I could've fought that fire and rescued my family!"

 Good morning Anshee, you missed an eventful night.

 Oh right, I made Sherman's sister Rhoda move out and then I remade her old room into a nursery.

The second bed?

Oh...

 I adopted a baby, since I had to.

 So everybody, this is Atlas and he's a Heavy Sleeper and Athletic.

 He's so cute.

 "Let granny potty train you, lil' sweetheart."

"Hm? Potty?"

 "NO! NONONONONONONO!!! DON' WANNA! I WAN FUD!!"

"No, no, no, honey, sit down!"

 I should've named Anshee Ariel instead.

 "Worm! Say worm!"

"Oomm!"

"WOOORRRRMMM."

I've really got nothing interesting to comment. I just enjoyed taking photos of my sims teaching the kids.

And that's also the end for this chapter.

See you later, alligator!