
And whatever it was, it was intense enough to break the computer and make Parsley go cross-eyed? Am I sensing that someone was doing something naughty?
Parsley - N-No! *still cross-eyed from the things that cannot be unseen*

Parsley was shooed from the room and super-handy-mama to the rescue. Though, that face doesn't exactly make me feel reassured . . .

Meanwhile Primrose was having herself a vigorous work-out in her formal-wear.

The next day, a wild baby-daddy appeared! His name was Lancelot Majore (made by Writergurl97).

Of course Holly took one look at the pink guy and her mind went right to the baby possibilities.

Holly - Looks like I just got front-row tickets to Hawt Town. Rawr.
Lancelot - Awwww, shucks.

Holly - I am also a very big fan of your shiny white teeth. They sparkle like ivory sequins.
Lancelot - *swoon*
Really? O_o Ivory sequins? That works in sim-world?

Apparently yes. XD

Holly's not about to waste this opportunity. She leads Mr. Majore to the back of the lot, toward the . . . photo booth? Didn't we already try this one, Holly?

Well maybe they're just gonna take a few funny pictures with each other before getting down to the business.

Then again, maybe not! O_o Working now, I guess.

After the booth stops a'rockin, the lovebirds exit and lo and behold, a picture was actually taken.

But it is not one for virgin eyes, apparently. Now I'm curious . . . unfortunately she tore it up into little bitty pieces after that.

Homework tiiiime! And we've got all the . . . wait a minute. Where's Parsley?

Uh, Pars? What're you doing out here by yourself? You don't have the loner trait?
Parsley - Nobody understands me. >:(
Emo-teen much?

Randomly, at this point I realized that huge planets went across the sky in Lunar Lakes. How awesome is that?!?!

A little later, looks like Primrose decided to not let her twin be a grumpy-pants off by himself.
Primrose - Yay salad! My favorite nutrition!
Parsley - . . . shoot me now.

Puking, Holly?

Must be new baby time!

Before we leave you today, we've got one more interesting sequence. Parsley went home with Bobbi Burton after school, so I decided it'd be a nice chance to catch up with the newest grandbabies. Of course Bobbi was nowhere to be found. Aisling and Damien didn't seem terribly interested in Parsley either . . . <_<

But they weren't really the reason he came over anyways. Linus was playing hide and go seek in his toy box.

And Nigel was hanging out in the kitchen, totally down for some tickles.

And not long after that visit, the twins grew up to child stage. Linus Wood -

And Nigel Wood as children. Aspen totally has to claim these kids, they both look JUST like him. XD

BONUS PICS -
A midnight gnome rendezvous . . .

And an afternoon picnic by the crystal skillin' tree . . .

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