Peace: “Oh, ok! I’ll give you some time in my emergency shower, and some private time in my area! Just make sure you clean everything off and try not to break anything for me, pretty please!”
Jealousy: “Yeah yeah, like I’m really going to do that, loser.”
I can already see this is going to be a problem.
Last chapter, Wrath forced-married Jada and moved her in, and then Peace brought Cynthia and her children home with him, and now we have to make room for them as well.
Jada: “I’ll move if you give me my LTW.”
I’ll just work around you then.
I took Brave’s and Anger’s old room and combined them for a mega nursery for Cynthia’s children Briana, Betsy, and Julian. They all have it in their favorite colors of green, red, and purple. But yeah, Jada’s right. Have fun looking at this pain in the eyes.
I guess I shouldn’t have stripped that bed out of the room so quickly. Then again, he should know where his own bed is.
Betsy’s already moved in and made herself at home. She’s the good one of the three anyway.
Happiness: “Really, what was the point of Peace bringing home this woman’s kid?! She has another parent she could have just stayed with! This isn’t what was on my contract when I signed up!”
Cynthia: “If another parent, you mean a dead beat ex-husband who never came home for days on end and was a poor family supporter, never saw his kids, and always smelled like urine and shame, then yes, she has another parent.”
Stuffing the house with unnecessary sims is probably a real bad idea in the long run, but when I feel bad for them, I tend to not think anyway.
Edgardo: “No, this doesn’t look like mine! It looks a lot like my old drug dealer though, maybe it’s his kid or something.”
Peace: “Me?! Don’t blame me, Jealousy, blame our poor society, when a father will not support his own children, and hard working mothers are thrown from their homes and shelters in search of love and security-”
Jealousy: “NEVERMIND, I DON’T WANT TO KNOW, JUST SHUT THESE LOUD LITTLE BASTARDS UP!”
Briana: “Maybe living in this house won’t be too bad, so long as they feed me, and give me cool things, and a large allowance and stuff.”
She grew up a mooch, so I guess she’s already getting used to bumming off the Fallens. She’s also a loner and a slob, so I can see she’s not going to want to do much for that large allowance she’s asking for.
Cynthia: “I’ll do anything for a cookie.”
Briana: “I plan on living in the backyard with the toys they obviously provided for me to win my love. I still hate them, but this is the least they can do for taking me away from my daddy like the monsters they are.”
I don’t think you still understand what a sack of shit your father is, Briana.
While you’re griping, change his diaper, Happiness.
It’s not like you’re going to tell yourself no anyway, just take care of the kids. You’re the best parent in this household anyway.
And that’s what the shower is supposed to be used for.
Someone’s extremely oblivious to the chaos going on inside the house.
She keeps rolling wants for jelly beans ever since the little incident at the shop. I’m only permitting about 3 per save for her though.
Cynthia found the coffee maker, and apparently is a coffee fiend. She hasn’t wet herself yet, but I’m afraid.
Maybe he’ll get better at this one day.
Peace: “And when you grow up, you will get to play with all kinds of cool little toys that Mr. Peace made for you! And I promise none of them will explode on you or cause you to burn a hole through your tushie. I will work all the kinks out by then.”
Cynthia: “Where’s a Bonehilda when you need one?”
I actually just deleted Betel a short while before. She wasn’t showing up half the time and replacing her is something I shouldn’t have to do, and since she wasn’t working like she should anyway, she went bye bye.
Bye bye, Betel.
Peace: “It’s nothing, Cynthia! Anyone with any lights in his head would have done the same thing for you! I couldn’t leave you in that situation, and I just want you to know, if there’s anything I can do for you, I’m going to do it.”
Betsy: “Someone get me out of here. Their gushy gross sweetness on each other is getting on my nerves.”
Jealousy: “I don’t have any problems getting rid of you, kid.”
Edgardo: “Jealousy, be nice! It’s just a baby!”
Briana: “If they forget I’m here maybe, I’ll run off and be with daddy, and they won’t even know I disappeared. Now if you don’t mind, Zzzzz…”
Cynthia: “-And between you and me, John had an “itty bitty”, hee hee hee…”
That’s HARDLY appropriate talk, you two.
Peace: “We used to have a window right there, but one night when I was about three, Wrath snuck into my room and chunked me out of it as some sort of prank. Cracked my third vertebrate and I had to wear a brace until I was about 15. Very few people know about that though, I only tell people I trust this story.”
Cynthia: “I feel so honored.”
I would hardly call this star watching.
Cynthia: “Peace, I want to talk to you about our situation. I am really thankful for you and everything you’ve done, but I don’t want me and my children to be a burden. It’s so hard being a mother in my situation, and raising such a rebellious little daughter, I worry about my other two as well. If we ever get to be too much, please tell me, and we won’t stay for too long.”
Peace: “No, you’re never going to be a burden on us, Cynthia.”
Cynthia: “Wow, really? I love you too, Peace!”
Cynthia: “I do like where this is going! I will stay with you, Peace! And the kids will love you! Maybe not Briana, but you’re the only father Julian’s ever had, at least!”
Cynthia: “Are you really going to do what I think you’re going to do?!”
Cynthia: “Oh Peace, yes! I’ll marry you. I’m so happy you asked, of course I will be your wife.”
Peace: “I shall place it right next to the old one, just so you can look at it all the time, and realize how much better I am than he is!”
Baal: “I see she’s taking this new engagement rather well.”
Wrath: “Do you like fishsticks?”
Envy: “I came to watch you burn yourself to death. Actually, I was invited to your bachelor party, but I really just came for this.”
I don’t think I want to invite you to anything anymore.
Happiness: “Just because you get to dress up for your big day doesn’t mean I can’t? I’m still cool, I’m still hip-”
Peace: “-Dad, don’t do this to yourself again, they’ve told me the stories-”
Happiness: “-I can still get down with the party, think of me as another one of your bros, and not the father of the groom! I’m still young and down it, even if I’m your dad!”
Peace: “Well… can’t argue with the youth, you are technically younger than me now… Whatever. Dad, can you just do me a favor, being my best man and all for my wedding? Can you make the toast for me?”
Happiness: “Me? Make the toast? I’m so honored!”
Happiness: “Hey look! I already made the toast! So I don’t really have to do it now! Great! Actually, Jealousy might have made this a few hours ago. It might actually be grilled cheese. Oh well *sips on gin and juice*”
That’s NOT THE TOAST HE ASKED YOU TO MAKE
Baal: “I suppose we really are going to ignore the pantless, penisless vampire passed out in the walkway? Because if we are, I’m going to pee in the house, and I don’t want to hear any lip about it, because I can’t help it.”
Marlena: “What’s going on?! I don’t remember installing a spotlight here in the living room…”
Cynthia: “It’s nice, your dad really does not know how to make toast though. I think this is PB&J.”
Peace: “Probably, since he kinda isn’t allowed near the stove, actually.”
Cynthia: “Yeaaah, I’m sorry about that. Parties tend to make her gassy.”
Anger: “This house has gotten trashier by the day.”
Happiness: “I hear that vampires tend to lose their pants and consciousness around you, I’m curious as to how you do it…”
Olivia: “Well honestly, that’s how that Jaime guy was when I came here. But I’m sure I can come up with my own reason as well…”
WHAT THE SHIT, HAPPINESS. You are a married man, married to Marlena, BUT MARRIED NONETHELESS! Matter of fact, where is your wife anyway?!
… You know what, continue flirting with that dancer, Happiness. I don’t care. Marlena might as well not exist in this family anymore anyway.
Charity: “What are you, the baby police? Gonna rat me out? Going to get Peace to give a stern talking to me like he did to you?”
Loyalty: “Just forget I said anything then.”
Peace: “DAAAAAAAAD! CHARITY’S IN LABOR, CALL THE BABY DADDY, WE’RE ABOUT TO HAVE MORE BABIES IN THE HOUSE!”
Cynthia: “Maybe I better not go outside right this second…”
Peace: “And there she goes, my proud big sister and her new baby, all alone in the world, since her child’s father ALSO never showed up for the birth… will she be ok? Does she have enough food and supplies?! Will she need a place to rest her head at night, because we can make more room at the house…”
NO, we aren’t taking in any more stray mothers, Peace!
Jada: “Something’s wrong… I thought this toddler was GREEN?! Why isn’t this one GREEN?! HAS THAT PEACE ASSHOLE BEEN SNEAKING KIDS INTO THE HOUSE AT NIGHT AGAIN OR SOMETHING?! I WANT TO LIVE IN A NICE HOUSE, NOT A DAY CARE CENTER.”
Jealousy: “Of all places I have to die, it’s got to be this hideous as fuck room. I would even prefer the underground death cellar over this place.”
Death: “Wish granted.”
Peace: “Please stop with the racket, Julian! Our dear cousin is dying, so we don’t have time to listen to your rendition of “Bye Bye Black Sheep”, even though that’s oddly ironic.”
Jada: “Is it oddly ironic that the kid’s no longer green? I miss it when it was that color.”
Betsy: “Wrong kid, you nutcase.”
Death: “Wow, you are right, that kid does play a shitty version of Baa Baa Black Sheep. Ew. Cut it out.”
Baal: “:O With treats like this, I could get used to people dying around here!”
Death: “That’s the spirit!”
RIP Jealousy Fallen, Gen two torch holder for Evalin’s family. You maxed LTW and was a pretty well rounded bad ass, why you didn’t get the big grave I do not know. May Wrath use your corpse to fertilize a nice, useful plant.
FINALLY, someone is vomiting between Wrath and Jada. For the longest, I’ve been trying to get Jada knocked up, but nothing is sticking, and I guess it’s because she’s already pretty old… anyway, Wrath managed to get knocked up right away on her end, so babies ahoy!
Sorry you feel upset about the loss. You didn’t really know her though. Go back to your tree house.
Edgardo: “Don’t you see we don’t have time for that kind of talk right now, Wrath? Your mother is dead, and I’m just at a loss. I came back for her, but now she’s gone… what am I going to do without your mother, Wrath?!”
Edgardo: “You know what… you’re right. I must reunite with my dear wife, and now that she’s on my side of existence, it might actually be easier for us! Thank you Wrath. You’ve always been so helpful to talk to.”
Wrath: “I sure as fuck hope not.”
A little more room up in the household. Next time might include: More babies, weddings, glitchy bullshit, death, but more than likely, more glitchy bullshit.
Marlena: “THIS IS CRUEL, HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO AN OLD LADY?!”
I will take up the opportunity to talk about something right now. I’ve probably touched on it before, but now it’s really bothersome to me. Most of the sims, the ones I don’t control, don’t do anything. Free will is jacked all the way up, but they still stand around and refuse to just do stuff unless they are starving and are tired or got to pee. (And of course, they’ll piss themselves or fall out before they actually do something about it). And it’s just this town too, my other towns are fine with their free will. If anyone has any ideas how to get them up and doing shit again, I would love to hear it. Because this is annoying.
Wrath is still determined to get Jada to marry her, and after Jada ran out off the club, Wrath’s got to come up with a Plan B…
Briana: “Why is daddy taking so ‘wong to come back home? It’s so ‘wate and I’m scared :(”
Betsy: “Is ok! Wookie at da deer! Deer are funny!”
Peace: “Come on back inside, it’s late to be sitting on the porch at 3 in the morning, as young as you sweet things are! I’ll read you a bedtime story, and then you two can go to sleep in a corner somewhere. Sounds like fun, right Betsy?”
Betsy: “Book! Daddy never ‘wead me a book befowa! Ooh!”
At least he’s winning the heart of one of them.
Briana: “WHERE’S MY REAL DADDDYYYYYY ;__;”
Honey, you’ve been out here all night, don’t make me sad.
Peace: “Well if it reassures you, Cynthia, the Sim Narrator hasn’t done anything to him, so he’s still alive and kicking out there, I guarantee that.”
That’s true. I haven’t gone so far as to kill him or remove him to get Peace to end up with Cynthia like I want. He just hasn’t come around at all. I’m not involved in this.
Cynthia: “That’s good to know, but… why isn’t he home?”
Peace: “Don’t worry, Cynthia! I’ll stay and help out as long as it takes! I won’t leave you with you being so heavily pregnant with two small toddlers around. Oh! And some new puppies! Apparently your dog has made a mess on your carpet, would you look at this!”
Then they decided to name the puppies Bella and Bellaboosh and I had a small cuteness conniption.
Jada: “Ugh, she’s back. Can’t she see she’s pissed me off enough already last night?!”
Wrath: “Thank you for answering the door for me, Mr. Boots and letting me in! When I drag your master home with me caveman-style and make her my wife, I will let you live, and you will be renamed Baal, and be the most evil, cat-destroying monster Mephistopheles will ever see!”
Mr. Boots: *Way too friendly for his own good*
Jada: “You idiot, don’t you get it, I don’t WANT to get married in no club! That’s so trashy and stupid as hell! Getting married in a cocktail dress, that is the worst idea you ever had! I’m JADA, I was THE popular bitch in high school, I was THE head of everything, I DESERVE a big multi-million dollar wedding, and if you can’t give me that, then fuck you, Wrath!”
Wrath: “Haha, cocktail. That’s funny because I’m going to get at that tail of yours, with my co-”
Jada: “UGH, CUT THAT JOKE OUT ALREADY, IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE”
Jada: “Hell no. I’m better than you, so I’m gonna get better than you. You can make me friends with you all you want, but if you can’t please me, then get the hell up out of my face, you trash excuse of a fiance.”
Jada: “Oh wow, what, another friendship potion? That’s so weak, Wrath.”
Wrath: “THAT is what happens to ANYONE that goes against me and the things I want to do! And if I want a damn club wedding, you will GIVE ME MY DAMN CLUB WEDDING, JADA.”
Jada: “WHAT THE HELL HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU?! BEES?! ARE YOU SERIOUS?!”
Jada: “OW OW! YES FINE PLEASE GIVE ME THE DAMN RING! DEATH DO US PART, JUST GIVE ME THE FUCKING RING AND CALL YOUR BEE MINIONS OFF OF ME!!”
Wrath: “So a kid brings his cat to school one day and the teacher gets mad and tells him he can’t have it at school with him. He starts crying and tells the teacher he had to bring his cat because he overheard his daddy telling his mama that, “he was going to eat that pussy when the kid was out.””
Jada: “Eh, maybe getting married to you won’t be so bad… maybe in a few years I can get a multi-million dollar vow renewal party. And you can just retell that joke again or whatever the hell it is you Fallen bitches do. Whatever.”
That’s the spirit, Jada.
Mr. Boots Baal: “I brought in the paper, guys! Justin Bliber is on the front page again. Attempting to incite mass omnicide through traffic violations, this guy is a riot! Hey, what’s going on in here, did I miss anything while I was gone?”
Now Jada is an official Fallen! She is afraid of technology, but she’s very athletic and can sing. She is also a light sleeper, and naturally, she is evil. Her favorites involve lime, dim sum, and latin music. She should fit really well in the house.
At least you bothered showing up for once, Jealousy.
Peace: “I don’t understand either! I know he’s alive out there, and he’s probably stuck, so maybe when Overwatch goes around and resets people, maybe it’ll dislodge him from where ever he’s stuck, right?”
Peace: “But I promise, as long as I’m around, you aren’t abandoned. A woman like you should never be left behind like this, because you are worth so much more than he is making you feel like you are.”
Briana: “Aw come off it, you idiot! He’s just playing you like a fiddle and you are falling for it, hook, line and sinker, mom!”
Stay out of it, you ignorant brat.
Jada: “Fine. FINE. If I’m going to be married to you, the sex better be fucking phenomenal.”
Cynthia: “I’m ok, I have a wonderful guy, Peace, who’s taking care of me in the meanwhile.”
Maxine: “Are you talking about the guy that’s uh… licking the door over there? You sure you’re alright?”
Hans: “Uh, yeah sure.”
Hans: “But… I wasn’t saying anything!”
Hans: “Can you please take this outside or something? I got other customers I should be dealing with right now.”
Peace: “WE DON’T GOT TIME FOR YOUR GRADUATION, KYLE. CYNTHIA’S BABY IS COMING!”
Still no sign of John, either.
Briana: “I’D RATHER STARVE TO DEATH THAN DEAL WITH THIS SHIT”
Kyle: “WHY ME”
Cynthia: “The way he’s acting, you’d think he’s the one having the baby…”
Peace: “It’s ok, the doctors actually thought I was the father, and complimented me for my caringness and devotion. I told you I would be here for you, Cynthia.”
Cynthia: “Yes, and I’ve been so grateful for it too, Peace.”
John: “Yeaaaaah, I kinda ran out of crack money, did you bring your purse? Is that your purse? Can I barrow $400, I’ll pay you back later, promise.”
Cynthia: “Uh, this is your son? You missed his birth, again, just like you did the last two times I had your children. When are you going to get yourself together, John?!”
Peace: “Should I still be here?”
Peace: “She was so stressed out about John being away she just couldn’t sleep. Poor dear.”
Happiness: “Ring a ding ding, it looks like I get to sing! Wait, isn’t that my son’s little girl friend?”
Apparently it is.
Cynthia: “Aww, thank you for making me feel better! There’s no better cure than joy through music, this is true!”
Peace: “Hey daddy!”
Happiness: “Do you, like, live here now or something? I haven’t seen your butt at the house in days, I figured you’d run out on me or something. Wow, didn’t know you were stuck in some homeless house or whatever this is.”
Cynthia: “Excuse me”
Peace: “Dad’s… well he’s kinda right. I can’t leave you in this situation, Cynthia. I told you I was going to watch out for you, and I still want to watch out for you. You and your kids don’t deserve to be treated like this and live this way. I want to protect you. Please, come home with me, and I’ll take care of you and make sure your kids have the basic needs they deserve, that John just isn’t giving you.”
Cynthia: “Well, it would be nice for the girls to sleep in cribs and not cry themselves on the porch every night.”
Happiness: “Yeah, that’s my boy, tag ’em and bag ’em, that’s how you get the ladies, son.”
What the hell, Happiness.
John: “Yo, Cynthia, where’s the good silverware? That’s got some monetary value still on it, right?”
Happiness: “Ooooh, there’s a sudden feeling of awkwardness, I’m going to vanish into thin air now guys, later.”
Cynthia: “Dang it, John! What is your problem?! He’s not some random guy, he’s my best friend and he’s been helping me for the past few days while you were out doing heaven knows what, not keeping in touch with me, making me wonder whether you were dead or alive or what! Don’t yell at me for having friends who actually CARE about me, John!”
Peace: “Did you REALLY just hit your wife who just had a baby for you?!”
Betsy: “Some major shit’s about to go down, yay for childhood trauma!”
Peace: “PUNCHING ME IN THE SKULL IS ONLY GOING TO MAKE ME ANGRIER”
Peace: “STOP JAMMING YOURSELF IN MY FACE”
Cynthia: *Very calmly makes her escape, also leaving her daughter up here to watch this mess, what a mother*
Hardly, Peace. You are too much like your father to even have a hope of winning a fight.
Cynthia: “Thank you so much for everything you’ve done for me, Peace.”
Briana: “Yeah well, back off, butt face. You keep hitting on my mama, I’ll get my daddy to beat you up again!”
JEEZ KID. BACK OFF.
I SWEAR TO GOD, MARLENA
Happiness: “Noooo, no, me and Marlena are still very much in love. I’m actually in town right now, and Envy’s little wife just walked out on him. It was so sad. They both stormed out and now no one is here to watch their poor little grandchild. It’s tragic :(“
Dereck: “Honestly, their breakup is the safest thing that could ever happen to me in my life. So I’m thrilled!”
Alberto: “Don’t you think you need to go home and stop acting immature right now?”
Happiness: “Your hair is what’s immature, Alberto.”
Happiness spends a lot of time in town since he still goes to gigs and stuff, then he can’t seem to find his way back home again.
Peace doesn’t make a lot of sculptures, surprisingly, he’s found more gems and stuff in stones than he’s actually made statues.
GET THE HINT AND GO AWAY
IF WE GO OUT WITH YOU THIS TIME, WILL YOU REALIZE THAT YOU’RE STUPID AND MOVE ON?!
Wrath: “Because he’s a stalker and a freak and a pervert, and he lives under our house in the place where my ghost father was conceived as a ghost. Mmm, it reminds me of this joke about this one legged hooker-“
Drew: “I’ve been watching you for so long, Jealousy… I know everything about you, and I know you, and I know your feelings, and I’m so much better than the dead corpse you took back, so please…. love me again, Jealousy.”
Jealousy: “You are so pathetic and loserly, that it makes this date almost fun just to watch you grovel. I don’t get much groveling anymore since my daughter took over, so it’s nice. Haha, the answer’s still no, Drew.”
Cairo: “No, he just fled off the lot in his rejection, and I’m just taking his place for him. So…. come here often, baby?”
CAN YOU NOT BE ANYMORE OF A SLEAZE, DREW?!
Drew: “I’ll show you! I’ll show you ALL, that you don’t turn Drew Vidal down!!”
Who wants to poke Drew’s eyes out with hot fire pokers? I know I do.
Marlena: “NOW YOU HOLD ON ONE DIDDLY DARN MOMENT. You’re trying to date me to get someone else jealous, someone you’ve been bothering and poking to be in a relationship with you for a while now?! That’s so LOWBROW and DISGUSTING, DREW!”
Drew: “Whoa, what’s your problem with it?”
Marlena: “Me and Jealousy may not see eye-to-eye, but she is better than that! She is NOT some harem girl of yours that you can woo by making her feel inferior to someone else because you’d rather hang out with someone else, someone I’d say even hotter, than her! She is a person, darn it, but you are coming off as such a horrible little pig!”
Drew: “Yeah, like why do you care?! You’re married to a hot superstar and you still agreed to come be out with me! We’re one of a feather, Marlena!”
Marlena: “No! This isn’t about me! My husband goes off and makes his paycheck being hot to ladies, and singing them love songs for cash, so I’m fine with just hanging out with hot guys in my own time! Hot guys that ain’t getting with this jelly anyway! So we are NOT the same, and we are from totally different worlds! You are a sleaze ball, and I hope Jealousy soon blocks your number on her phone, because she doesn’t need a jerk like you in her life!”
Marlena: “Whatever, jerk.”
May I say, that was actually pretty damn noble of Marlena. Maybe she doesn’t suck as bad as I thought.
Look at Jealousy, Drew. Like she really gives a shit about you.
Apparently he’s moved on to another one of his ex-aunts. I think he has a fetish.
I moved back and forth between wooing Cynthia or leaving her alone with her current family. After a little make over, I think eventually she won me out, she’s just too precious. I don’t mind that she has two kids already, she’s just perfect for Peace!
Cynthia: “Haha, it’s three children now. I gots a bun in the oven!”
Looking forward to this pea soup green like I am?
Betel: “No problem, I just finally finished throwing out the last of your chopped up father’s body. Here’s a tip for you, Wrath. Always throw away the parts in separate bags in separate trash days. The garbage men get suspicious if a whole body shaped bag is floating around in the can.”
Edgardo: “Uh, yeah they do. OH, you mean like the LITERAL yard. Why is my daughter telling me this stuff again?”
At least she wants to bond with you, Edgardo, deal with it.
Marlena: “This is where I want them to find my mummy.”
YOU ARE BECOMING POOP AGAIN, MARLENA
A shower was ALSO moved in next to his little room. I don’t need premature death on his end right now.
Jealousy: “Nah, bed time.”
Wrath: “You know what’s the difference between three penises and a joke? Your mom can’t take a joke.”
Jealousy: “You can sleep in the hot tub tonight.”
Hans: “I don’t know what to think. Other than I’m supposed to be doing this job, not you!”
Wrath: “I’m going to make it the place where Jada marries me, and I need a witness! Sorry to surprise you on this! But I think Jada’s going to be surprised too! She doesn’t know yet!”
Jealousy: “A surprise wedding at a night club? That’s the dumbest idea I’ve ever heard! I look forward to seeing this train wreck!”
Wrath: “I swear, I didn’t invite him here! I think he jumped in our trunk when we left the house, though.”
Drew: “Plz take me back”
GO AWAY DREW
Playboy bunny: *glub*
Alberto: “You mean you invited me to a wedding and didn’t tell me it was going to be party casual?! I had to dig out this stupid monkey suit for this! Thanks for making me look dumb as hell, Wrath!”
That might explain why I don’t ever see Happiness doing shows here anymore. That would be weird I suppose.
Guy: “I actually graduated a year ago! I’m still chill with the Seniors at my school though.”
Peace: “Let’s see, for a wild wedding club party, I bet we could use some Sounds of Zen in here.”
We’re trying to wire up the guests, Peace. Not lull them into naptime.
Jada: “I just want to bite the DJ on the FACE for ruining this club!”
Peace: “My my, you are a fussy lady tonight! Might I suggest playin’ some Tibetan woodwind sounds up in the HOUSE?!”
Jada: “Whoa whoa whoa, what the hell are you doing? Are you… reading me wedding vows?”
Wrath: “You gonna take the ring or not, or at the very least, answer my joke, Jada.”
Jada: “Maybe one day, yeah. But here in a club?! Are you stupid?”
Anger: “Oh shit, mom’s going to be so mad at this… she’s going to hit me for it, I just know it.”
Anger: “Wrath’s heartbreak and Peace’s inappropriate rice throwing does make this party pretty damn good, even though I’m going to get punched over this anyway!”
Jada: “Um, I think that’s your stomach, Wrath.”
Jada: “Oh, DON’T you go back to that mess now! There is NO way I’m marrying you in no club, and NO way I’m marrying you just for some BOOTY! You’re CRAZY!”
Jada: “THAT’S YOUR BLADDER ON MY SHOES, OH MY GOD, I’M LEAVING”
Cynthia: “Yeah, let’s go, it doesn’t feel safe here anymore.”
Jada: “Stick me in any dirty hole, you old bat, and I’ll break your jaw.”
Peace: “Aw, look at her. She’s so pretty and she’s just glowing tonight. I don’t know why, but I feel so much for her…”
Yep, it’s love.
Peace: “Well I’d hate to leave you here tonight without anyone to help you! That’s not right! Do you want to go watch the stars with me while we wait for him to come back home?”
Cynthia: “Huh? Well, I guess it wouldn’t hurt I suppose…”
Briana and Betsy: “OMG! Mom don’t be such a WHORE! We’re only 2 and we can see that’s BLASPHEMOUS ADULTERY”
Good lord, you little shits. They’re just going star watching.
Cynthia: “Um, Peace? I have a husband, you know.”
Cynthia: “You are so silly and cheesy. You’re going to be even more cheesy when my husband comes home and beats you into a puddle of butter.”
Peace: “Then let’s enjoy our time together before he comes back.”
So will Peace and Cynthia develop a budding romance? Will her husband kill him instead? Will Jada come around to Wrath’s shitty wedding plans, or is the friendship potion wearing off and Jada is realizing how much Wrath sucks?
Cynthia: “Who the hecky decky are you talking to?”
Peace: “Absolutely no one, my dear!”