Boxes and Buckets, A TPC: 1.2

[beanstalk_sims]

I have too many updates on my laptop and need to catch up before the heir poll arrives, so you guys get another chapter! Contain your enthusiasm, people, it's a bumpy ride!

Last time, my founder, Stanford Bucket, gained a wife from Walmart, Meadow, knocked her up and married her. There were also many cash flow problems, due to my mistake of getting a puppy when it wasn't really in the budget. Also, Phil was born, but there's nowhere for him to sleep.




Speaking of Phil, here he is now, sleeping in a dog bed, surrounded by what I assume is dog pee puddles.

He had the option of passing out in the kitchen, which is just smelly as opposed to covered in pee, and also it's a little less chilly. Toddlers aren't affected by temperature, are they?




Stanford's up all night farting, because who needs sleep?!

Doesn't he look pleased with himself?




Unfortunately, the middle of the night can get kinda lonesome, and so Stanford built himself a new friend.

"You're so quiet...did I say something to upset you?"




Daylight arrives, and Phil's life continues as it has been for the last day or so - with him being ignored.

There's snow and dogs to play with, why on earth would you pay attention to the toddler?




"Doug, why are you sniffing my knees? I haven't been hanging out with any other dogs, I swear."







Oh, would you look at that, another baby!

They can't afford it, but when will they ever really be able to pay for their kids.




With both of his parents busy with whatever it is they do, Phil has taken to harrassing Stanford's work colleagues for attention - like this guy here!

Fun fact: behind those hands, this guy has a goatee.




Ladies and gentlemen, the colour of magic pregnancy!

Seriously, Meadow is terrible at this. And I really don't want to make Stanford a widow by accident.




"I had a nightmare someone posted pictures of my plumbbob on the internet!"

I'm sure it's just a bad dream, go back to sleep.

"Well, actually, now I'm awake, I have something I need to do..."




"Give birth!"

I swear all of the kids will probably be born in this room, in the middle of the night.




As per the name scheme (the kids of Cletus from the Simpsons, if you recall), this little lady is named Birthday.

I'm pretty sure Birthday was a boy in the Simpsons, but Birthday here is a girl.




Phil decided to celebrate by exploding.

The birth of Birthday marks Phil's child birthday. Hee hee, that was such a fun sentence to write!




There's still no mistaking he's Stanford's kid, right?

He grew up in red aspiration, but managed to sort himself into green within an hour or so, which is cool. Phil will probably do okay!




Someone must have told ACR that there's room in the womb, because Stanford and Meadow were straight back into the bed for another pregnancy.

I'm never getting that illegitimate kid, am I?




With no fun to be had and no games to play, Phil has taken to doing other things. Things he shouldn't really be doing - his neat points aren't really high enough for autonomous cleaning.

Still, he seems to be enjoying it. Just look at his face...




"I FREAKING LOVE CLEANING!"

If that face won't keep you up at night, I don't know what will!




Once Phil was done cleaning for the night, he retired to the recliner for a 'good' night's sleep, due to the lack of beds.

It wasn't until dawn that I remembered I had Stanford's old single bed in Meadow's inventory. Oops.




Phil makes some rather interesting faces! The family finally got a stereo, and now Phil furiously smustles the days away.

I'll spare you the spam of his smustle faces, especially as this one is possibly my favourite.




I'm pretty sure this is allowed, but it still felt a little cheat-y. Even though I'd worked her up to gold, and she had all the aspiration points needed.

But it was a toss up between this or death, and Stanford doesn't have any female friends. I didn't fancy going back to square one.






Move along, nothing to see here.

...when did sims become so hard? Seriously, I've been playing for years, and this is hard work!




Anyway, enough of the need failure, let's see what Birthday looks like as a toddler!

That's right, it's Birthday's birthday! Man, am I loving that name or what!




There's no denying the father of this child, either!

I originally assumed she was a clone of her brother, but it turns out she got a different eye colour, and possibly a different nose.




"Seriously? Again?"

Pregnancy three of four, Meadow! Now take it easy and try not to die!




"Aw, did somebody get my nose?"

I'm pretty sure she did, which means the Interesting Nose Club might have a new member in a few seasons.




Stanford here is demonstrating a desperate attempt to stop relying on Walmart for food. I'm getting tired of having to walk to Walmart almost daily because they never have the funds to fill the fridge fully.

That said, I think this method is more expensive.




"I wish we had a TV so I don't have to watch you instead."




Oh, look at that, another Bucket baby being born in that room!

I did warn you most of them would show up there. Hopefully with this one out of the way, we can get an illegitimate pregnancy sorted!




Speaking of "this one", it's another girl! Though this is the first child with Stanford's skintone.

This is Lauren.




And of course, there's rarely a birth without an explosion!

This time it's Birthday. Birthday's birthday coincided with the birth of Lauren. Tee hee.




I still think she looks a heck of a lot like her brother. But that might just be Stanford having some incredibly strong genes!

"There's nowhere for me to sleep."

Right, yeah. The Buckets can't afford that. Seriously, it's going to be hard work once these guys are all old enough to need beds - who knew they were so expensive?!




"Phil, why are you bouncing on that bed?"

"So Birthday can't sleep in it!"

Seriously. He waited til she napped in the recliner before he got down.




Despite this, there isn't really any tension between these two - they're together most of the time.

I guess Phil got bored of being ignored and lonely, and has attached himself to the first person willing to show him some attention.




Well, look what we have here!

Bruce is back, and hopefully for some illegitimate fun!



Naturally, there was no lullaby.

It's like the game WANTS Meadow to get caught cheating!




"You hussy!"

Turns out the date timer was still running when Stanford came home from work, and somehow he magically knew about it. Bloody typical. No illegitimate baby AND a marriage to repair.




"Stanford, please! It was a brief lapse in judgement!"

"I don't know if I can forgive you, Meadow. You took another man into our bed, while I'm working my ass off to support the crowd of kids you're popping out."




Kids don't understand drama, and so they're dancing with the man who might have ruined their parents marriage.

Eh, enough of this - let's leave them to cool off for a bit.
See you in the next update!