The Divine Legacy- 7.14
Morning, you too. I missed the lot of you. Sabrina, you are two days from becoming an adult.
Sabrina: "What!"
Apollo, you will probably still be a Young Adult when she dies.
Sabrina: "What!"
He's not exactly human....
Anyway, Sabrina went out and played catch with Derrick. Neither of them tried to murder the other one. Must have missed out on those Dylan/Beckett genes. Dang. Dylan and Beckett were both attractive sims.
Derrick: "We got their good looks, just not their inspiration to kill."
Sabrina: "Speak for yourself, kid. I got both."
Derrick: "Don't hurt me, mommy." O_O
Meanwhile, Apollo was inside being a terrible dad.
Justin: "Why would you do that?"
Apollo: "It's just a fairy trick, you'll be fine."
Jeez, I thought you had like, two other children before this one.
Apollo: "Yeah, what's your point?"
-facepalm-
Justin also grows up in two days. Into a teenager. He's getting so old. I think I like this child as much as Bryan, and that's saying something!
And here we see Justin puking out of his eyes. Poor kid. That seems like it'd be extremely painful and gross.
Justin: "It is."
And Apollo just stands there and watches. What do you have to say for yourself.
Apollo: "I just cleaned that!"
Yeah. Yeah. Okay. That works.
Apollo: "I'm serious. I JUST CLEANED THAT!"
Justin: "So you're more worried about the toilet than me?"
Apollo: "Well, I kind of JUST CLEANED THAT!"
Justin: "It's your fault I was sick! Don't you care about me?"
Apollo: "Sure, but really..."
Justin: "Sure?"
Apollo: "Yeah, sure, I care about you, but..."
Justin: "but you just cleaned the toilet. Maybe you shouldn't make me sick!"
Apollo: "Hey, stop yelling at me. I'm your dad, I'll do what I want!"
Justin: "Are you really? I don't think I look much like you, and you sure don't care about me."
Apollo: "Woah, hey..."
Justin: "You don't even like Mom, so how are you my Dad?"
Apollo: "It's hard to explain..."
Justin: "I'm not a little kid, I know how babies are made. How are you my Dad if you don't like Mom?"
Apollo: "Freakin' May, alright?"
Justin: "You and Mom seem to blame her for everything. You blame her for Derrick and I too, don't you?"
Apollo: "Yeah, we do, but so what?"
Justin: "So you don't even like us?"
Apollo: "Sabrina doesn't like you either!"
Justin: "No, I know she likes us. She's outside playing catch with Derrick."
Apollo: "I took him to the beach the other day."
Justin: "I know what you do at the beach, you just had to bring him along!"
Apollo: "Stop fighting with me! I'll ground you!"
Justin: "Why? Because you're my Dad and you hate me?"
Apollo: "For heaven's sake, I DON'T HATE YOU!"
Justin: "Yeah, well, I hate you!" -shoves past Apollo and out of the bathroom-
Dang, they were watching television and it broke. Sabrina, use your non-existent handiness and fix it!"
Sabrina: "Yes, master..."
Apollo: "Justin, look, I'm sorry..."
Justin: "Don't talk to me."
Apollo: "Come on, really."
Justin: "Don't. Talk. To. Me."
Meanwhile, Derrick's friend Luke came over. They spent the evening chatting with each other.
Sabrina: "Apollo, will you please stop with the silent treatment. I need somebody my own age to talk to."
Simaya: He's like, thousands of years older than you, dear.
Sabrina: "Whatever. Anyway, can we please just forget about it all and start over again?"
Apollo: -shakes head and walks away-
Simaya: He's had a long day. Don't worry, he'll talk to you again eventually.
It seems like Justin's had a long day too. And he thought the weekdays sucked. It's too early to send him to bed, so he's taking a nap.
In the next room over, Derrick was checking for monsters. It seems as though there is one.
Derrick: "MOM, DAD, THERE'S A MONSTER! CAN I SLEEP WITH YOU GUYS?"
Apollo: "No, there's no such thing as monsters."
Derrick: "BUT I JUST SAW ONE, COME LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOK!!!!"
OHHH! I ALMOST FORGOT TO SHOW THIS OFF!
I made the cover for Crown today. It's not as good as Unsound Summit's or the WDMTTM's covers, but it's still pretty nice. It took forever to make because I kept obsessing over David. The effects kept making him look bad.
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