Holly - zzzzz*snort*zzzzz
Carnation has no trouble finding things to entertain herself.
Carnation - HAH! Kill-shot! Take that, newbs!
Ginger and Goditia are together as usual.
Goditia - I just . . . I hate PEOPLE, so much. You know? Especially when they're all, like, together in one spot. That REALLY ticks me off . . .
Ginger - Uh . . . I guess . . .
Ginger decided to distract her sister from her people-rage by having a rousing game of pillow fighting . . . in their mother's room. I dunno why the kids always gravitate there to pillow fight. I guess Holly's pillows must be prime fighting material.
The next day Holly decided to stop being so sloth-like, and finally made a trip out to the famed Pet Store. She decided to take Annie with her, so the kitty wouldn't be left at home all alone. Lo and behold, it was being manned by dear Augustus, who was super excited to see her apparently.
After hellos--and grilling him as to whether he'd been dating any of her daughters--Holly amused herself by watching the chipmunk.
Queen Ann amused herself by watching . . . something else entirely . . .
Queen Ann's Lace - Soon . . .
Bird - Squawk?
Q. Ann - OH HAI!
Bird - Oh ****.
Oh . . . oh God. That's just . . .
Queen Ann's Lace - *innocent stare* What? I do nothing wrong.
Holly quickly shuffled the cat out of the pet store after that. Back home she laid out the bird-murderer's new bed. Queen Ann approves.
It was also just in time for LABOR! Hehe, those faces never get old . . .
Holly - *heavy breathing* I will MURDER you . . .
Right. Shutting up now.
Introducing Veronica Wood! Born with the traits Loner and Light Sleeper. Another vampie baby, wooo. And she got all of her daddy's colorings!
GAH! The CUTE! I can't FUNCTION!
BONUS PICS :
Ash showed up at the house randomly in the middle of the night, ran around the backyard trying to catch butterflies and then left again. At least he's not dreaming about setting fire to the house . . . fatherhood must have tamed him.
Sadly, this is the last time you will see Huey, Dewy and Hassenfeffer. For some reason their Discourage Visitors turned into a steady stream of strays walking up onto my porch, then walking over to them and barking/peeing on them (depending on the species) before leaving. -_- Since I've gotten rid of them, I haven't had a single stray show up.
Antonio - Ah, mailbox . . . you will never understand my pain and heartache . . .
... What pain and heartache? You SLEEP all the time!
Snuggles - Oh great gnomes above us, he's monologuing to the mailbox again!
Midnight the Dark - Oh the shame . . .
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