Thing 2: Psst, hey, One! When do these chicks start taking their clothes off?
Thing 1: I dunno, man, but I don’t think they’ve moved an inch in like 7 hours. What’s their deal?
Thing 2: You think the turtle’s their boyfriend? He’s giving me the stink eye or somethin’.
Thing 1: Maybe he’s their pimp.
Thing 2: Maaan, what a waste of our daily move.
Thing 1: Yeah, I think I’m goin’ back to standin’ right in front of the washin’ machine tomorrow. Those people hate when I do that.
Amg even our gnomes are creeps.
‘Twas the night before… Sunday, when all through the house,
Not a Creeper was stirring, not even Moxie’s computer mouse.
Moxie CrimeFighter: …SNOREARTSUCKSSNORE…
There wasn’t a chimney to hang things with care,
But tomorrow, the Creepers would have a new heir.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of rum and Coke (and more rum) danced in their heads.
Sage Moonblood: …Zzz…Wake up in the mornin’ feelin’ like P-Diddy…Zzz…
And Dweezil… with band-aids…
And Tu with her… crap,
Tu Morrow: …Zzz…You’ve been a bad, bad boy…Zzz…
Had just settled down for a long Creeper’s nap.
Sage Moonblood: Was someone trying to rhyme last night? I had a dream about a terrible poem.
If I wasn’t so busy typing this, I’d be flipping you off right now. Now get up and go see who the new heir is!
Sage Moonblood: You kind of already gave i–
Shut up and play along!
Sage Moonblood: Where’d this wallpaper come from? The 70s?
Oh don’t you go all diva on me now, Sage Moonblood. I can still rig the voting. Somehow.
Sage Moonblood: Oh relax, I just haven’t had my morning cup of Party Drink yet.
You go do that and I’ll show everyone the new stuff.
Tu Morrow’s favorite color is red too, but I think it’s obvious to everyone that Sage Moonblood won the vote (although Dweezil wasn’t too far behind for a while there).
So here’s her new… kingdom. This is half of the living room. The layout is somewhat similar to the way it was before because I liked it and it worked and I’m lazy. Look, it’s Moxie!
MOXIE U MAD?
Moxie CrimeFighter: About what?
Not being heiress. Being dead last with votes.
Moxie CrimeFighter: Nope, I’m good. Just changing my Facebook status to ‘Spare’.
Aw. Well, Moxie fans were very enthusiastic with their voting, so you’re not unloved, Moxie.
Moxie CrimeFighter: I’m not worried about it. BRB, Blair’s on his way over.
You haven’t died yet, dude?
Audio Science: Not quite.
Well… Keep truckin’ I guess.
Aaand the other half of the living room.
Audio Science: You realize this is boring to people, right?
You don’t know! Leave me alone.
Anyway! The ensmallened dining area! Does my using exclamation marks excite you?!
No? Okay then.
And the kitchen!
Leroy: Couldn’t have replaced the dishwasher while you were busy recoloring countertops, could you?
What, is it ‘Push Your Creator To Kill You’ day or something? Jeeze. Meanies.
Dweezil: By the looks of things, I’d have to conclude that Sage Moonblood is the new heir.
No shit, Sherlock. What gave you that idea?
Dweezil: I know you don’t mean to be so harsh. I forgive you.
…I just can’t be mad at Dweezil. He’s like a puppy. And I’m actually kind of glad he didn’t win because the house would be LIME. You guys just saved your retinas.
Tu Morrow: I’m just going to go ahead and move out now, dad. I need to spread my wings and become awesome. I hope you don’t mind.
Moxie CrimeFighter: YOU WANT TO MARRY ME YET?!
Blair: Um, could you take it eas–
Moxie CrimeFighter: WHAT ABOUT NOW?!
Blair’s Back: *CRACK*
Pilot Inspektor: Okay, no problem, Reignbeau! Have fun out there!
Maid: Oh no he di-in’t.
Tu Morrow: *rages*
Pilot Inspektor: Did that hot maid just hit on me? Weren’t you leaving?
Pilot Inspektor: Suddenly I am standing here.
Blair: We can’t do that here, Moxie, your dad is watching!
Moxie CrimeFighter: Banned4lyfe?
Moxie CrimeFighter: Marry me so I can get out of here?
Blair: Of cooooourse! Ohmigodohmigodohmigod, put it ooooooon already!
Moxie CrimeFighter: This ring has a built in USB adapter and 6 Terabytes of storage. I should be the one getting it, but whatever. I’m okay with that.
Pilot Inspektor: You hurt her and I will murder you with faucets.
And the two of them moved out together and will hopefully live happily ever after. We’ll see.
Audio Science: It is time you and I bonded, Leroy. Let’s get out there and I’ll teach you how to be a MAN!
Leroy: You know how? I couldn’t tell.
Audio Science: Enough with the attitude! Let’s go play catch.
Leroy: Secretly I’ve had this wish locked in since I was a child. I’m so excited! Squee!
Wow, Leroy… Where’d you learn to throw so… fancy?
Oh, I see.
Audio Science: Nice toss, buddy! Now try and catch THIS! I’m so HxC!
Leroy: I got it, dad! I got it!
You don’t got it.
Leroy: Aw, man, I don’t got it.
Okay, this is just really sad. Let’s try fishing, shall we?
Much better. Now you at least look manly.
It was cute. They both stood there singing Ping and His Checkers. And then I started wondering what hidden traits Leroy has. Let’s look!
Wow, FOUR hidden traits. Where do you suppose he got Makes No Messes from? That’s from being a descendant of a maid, right? I don’t remember Tenisha ever being a maid. Maybe she was before she married Ahmed Creeper. Who knows.
Aw, more male bonding at the dinner table. Sage is the only female left in the house.
Leroy: So… how hot is Dweezil’s girlfriend, yeah?
The Men: Yeeeeeeah!
Audio Science: I’d tap that.
Pilot Inspektor: We should build a fort! No girls allowed!
The Men: *buuuurp* Hell yeah!
…Where is Sage anyway?
Paparazzo: Paparazzo sandwich! Giggity!
Mariah: This was not in my contract, Starla.
Sorry XD I’ll remove him.
He really just walked away, but I like to make it seem like I HAVE THE POWAH.
Mariah: Hey, so I guess you’re old enough to impress me now.
Yeah apparently teenagers can’t impress celebrities.
Sage Moonblood: Okay, I’m rich, I’m unemployed, and I’ve got a few Mixology skill points.
Mariah: Impressive! Gold star! Hey, is that Hermione? *vanishes*
Mariah’s so magical :3
Sage Moonblood: Hey I don’t know if you remember but you stuck up for me that one time and I’ve just always been really thankful and my name is Sage and I hope you don’t think I’m weird.
Hermione: Oh, right! You’re the girl who was getting booed by that horrible old woman. You’re all grown up now.
Sage Moonblood: Yeah, and you haven’t aged a day. Literally. *eyes Starla*
…What? What did I do?
Hermione: Well, it was good seeing you. Keep fighting the good fight, okay? It’s totally worth it in the end.
Sage Moonblood: She’s touching me, she’s touching me, she’s touching me, she’s touching me…
Hermione: I’ll see you later then.
Sage Moonblood: Whatever you say… *droooool*
Thea: Shh! Mariah’s back there. She can’t see me.
Er… why not?
Thea: It’ll screw up the space-time continuum.
Oh. Wow, I never knew.
Thea: Just kidding. I just really don’t want to talk to her.
Burglar: Mmm, I smell new things! New things, new things, new things! Gimme, gimme, gimme!
There’s a reason why I haven’t invested in a burglar alarm.
Burglar: Oh, hmm, I can’t seem to go any further.
Audio literally just came out of the door and jumped on her. I didn’t even have time to get a screenshot before he started hulksmashing her head.
I think I’m back to loving him again.
Burglar: Pfft, you think I haven’t prepared for something like this? You LOSE, old man.
Audio Science: You’re right. I do lose. What a shame.
Burglar: Why do I feel like I should just quit while I’m ahead?
Pilot Inspektor: Good evening. Is there something I can help you with?
Burglar: You… you planned this!
Audio Science: Don’t fuck with the Creepers.
I’m starting to think they really DO plan this out O_O
Burglar: Beautiful vistas… Beautiful vistas… Gotta get out of here… I think my leg is broken…
Pilot Inspektor: I just… I keep expecting it to get old, but it just never does.
Audio Science: Iknorite?
Pilot Inspektor: Admit it. You’ll miss me when I’m gone.
I will :( It’s true.
And now I’ll leave you with a picture of a pregnant Mariah catching bugs in front of the Creeper’s house (and Sunset Valley’s very own Super Moon). Next time: Will Sage get the courage to pursue Hermione, or will she forever just have a girl crush and pursue others instead? Will Dweezil move out or will I decide to do double heirs for real this time? Will Audio and Leroy’s relationship continue to grow? Will Pilot leave us forever? God I hope not. Until next time, happy simming, and thank you for voting!