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Chapter 10: Hot Dog Fingers

Welcome back to the Food Legacy where the chaos never ends. Last week the family received a visitor, their nanny; he was caught putting his lips on Cannoli. Daiquiri graduated early and Bacon graduated with honors then rolled Hates Children much to my disappointment. The legacy earned 2 points for a total of 7 points. Who’s the best legacy player? Certainly not me.

When the family returned home from Bacon and Cannoli’s birthday party Bacon wasted no time putting a plan into action. Now that she was a young adult she wanted to move out. This place had one too many toddlers for her liking.

Bacon: You know, Mom. I think it’s time for me to move out.
Edamame: *thinking* Move out?
Bacon: Don’t worry, I will get a small apartment in San Myshuno. I’ll get a job and make my own way in the world.
Edamame: *thinking* Who’s worried?

Edamame was speechless.

Bacon: Mom? Did you hear me?
Edamame: *thinking* My legacy is saved! *eyes tear up*
Bacon: Don’t cry. I’ll come back to visit.

Edamame: I think this is what joy feels like.

The news traveled quickly through the family.

Edamame: I told them. I told everyone!

Bacon and Cannoli took some pictures together. I only got one without Edamame’s awkward photo-bombing.

Edamame: They didn’t ask me to be in the photo.

Probably because they didn’t want you there.

Edamame: RUDE!

And just before she moved out Bacon and Cannoli established a close relationship.

Bacon and Pranav Trivedi, the family’s nanny, have always had a close relationship. They are actually best friends.

Edamame: Dear Plumbob, look at the hot dog fingers on him. How does he do anything without knuckles?

Bacon took Pranav aside (in her parents’ bedroom) and tried to convince him to be her boyfriend. He told her he just didn’t see her that way. (I forgot to get pictures.)Heartbroken, Bacon decided to try something desperate.

She walked out of her parents’ bedroom without a stitch of clothing on.

Adzuki: BACON! What are you doing?!
Bacon: Panav and I were just having the best time.
Adzuki: On my bed?!
Edamame: *continues to jazzercise unbothered*

Edamame: She was lying. I saw him and his hot dog fingers muppet-run passed the living room window.

Adzuki: Bacon, put your clothes back on. I need eye bleach or a spoon to gouge my eyes out!

He’s going to need some therapy after this.

Edamame: Aren’t we all.

Adzuki: *cries*

Daiquiri: Cheese Louise, Bacon, no one wants to see your cupcakes.

Bacon finally dressed. Then she moved out. I got her a job in the arts, gave her $10,000, and found her a cheap apartment in San Myshuno.

Edamame: You gave her money?

Yup. I gave her as much as the legacy could spare.

Edamame: Now we’re going to have to sell everything we own on the lawn just so we can eat!

Or maybe sell some paintings.

Cannoli and Pierce Delgato went on a date. I downloaded James Turner’s Bigwallet Restaurant and gave it an experimental menu. My goal is to have Cannoli learn as many recipes as I can and pass them down to the next generation.

Edamame: Bigwallet. I like the sound of that. Sounds better than Food.

Too bad you’re stuck with Food.

Cannoli: I think you are the prettiest man I have ever seen.
Pierce Delgato: Oh, uhh, thanks.
Siobhan Fyres: *eyes Pierce*

Wow, she just puts it all out there doesn’t she?

Edamame: She has to lock that down, she’s got competition. Who is that? The nerve of that person trying to sabotage my legacy!

That’s Siobhan Fyres, she lives on the mainland.

Edamame: We should invite her over and feed her some blowfish nigiri.

You don’t know that recipe.

Edamame: Exactly.

Wow. Um, that’s murder.

Edamame: All’s fair in love and war.

Pierce Delgato: *awkwardly checks out Siobhan*
Cannoli: I really had fun. I’d love to do this again sometime. Would you like to go out again?
Pierce Delgato: Uh, yeah, sure.

Edamame: *sniffs* Ugh, what’s that smell?

I think it might be desperation.

Cannoli: Yay! *kiss*
Pierce Delgato: *surprised*
Siobhan Fyres: *spills food on Cannoli* Oh, sorry. *not sorry*

A little bit of drama with the staff at the restaurant.

Edamame: I can’t believe Cannoli kept her cool. Something like that would have activated my Kung Fu moves.

Oh really?

Edamame: Yes. It’s automatic. I could accidentally kill someone.

I had no idea you practiced.

Edamame: There’s a lot you don’t know about me.

Like the fact that you are “French?

Edamame: Wee.

Cannoli: Pierce, will you be my boyfriend?
Pierce Delgato: Yes.

Edamame: Way to seal the deal!

That’s not what that means.

Cannoli’s days are filled with schoolwork.

Hopefully, this makes her schooling more enjoyable.

Edamame: You know how cliché it is to have people named Food love cooking?

Yes, but I also love how ridiculous it is to name sims food names.

Pierce regularly comes over to help Cannoli with her homework.

Egg and Pierce are becoming fast friends too.

Cannoli started a study group. I’m hoping to eventually add most of the family to the group. Right now it includes Bacon, Cannoli, Daiquiri, Egg, Frosting, and Pierce Delgato.

What is happening in this picture?

Edamame: I was telepathically helping them with their homework. It was exhausting; I had to take a nap afterward.

Frosting had her birthday this week.

She rolled Self-Assured and I gave her the Social Butterfly Aspiration.

Edamame: Oh no, that will not do. She needs a makeover, pronto!

Her colors are white, and rainbow, to mimic white frosting with rainbow sprinkles.

Edamame: Much better. The legacy is saved!

You know the changes are superficial. Her DNA is the same.

Edamame: Super facial? I don’t care what DNA means, but this super facial thing I can totally get behind.

No, superficial. It means the changes are just on the surface, nothing substantial.

Edamame: Where have you been? The surface is all that matters.

Apologies, I forgot who I was speaking to.

Frosting is also fast becoming friends with Pierce.

Edamame: He’s so nice. If he does marry Cannoli and move into the house I wonder if that will change?

Are you wondering if you are a bad influence?

Edamame: I have no idea what you are implying.

The family doesn’t get out of the house that often, but they managed to make it to the Humor and Hijinks Festival.

Cannoli: I don’t know. I should really be at home studying. I have so much schoolwork.
Daiquiri: *breathes deeply* Can’t you just enjoy the night out?

Adzuki and Frosting immediately went to the souvenir stand.

Frosting: Let’s get the shirts, some bubbles, and the snow globe.
Adzuki: This is going to cost my right arm, kid.
Frosting: *giggles*

As things started to get underway Edamame told the story of Mike Wazowski.

Edamame: …in the end he learned laughter was better than screams…
Egg: Lame story, Mom.
Daiquiri: How is that a prank?

Edamame: Ungrateful brats!

Difficult dynamic with Edamame? I don’t believe it.

Edamame: I certainly don’t buy this. I am the most pleasant person there is.

Daiquiri decided to give it a try. She started telling a horrific tale.

Daiquiri: …nobody knew what would happen…
Egg: Is this going to get gross? I’m trying to eat.
Edamame: *enthralled*

Daiquiri: …BLOOD AND GUTS EVERYWHERE!
Egg: *whines* Cheese Louise, Daiquiri! I’m eating!
Edamame: *enjoys Egg’s struggle*

Daiquiri: He is such a baby.
Egg: I can’t finish my food. It’s too gross.

Daiquiri started to tell another story. Egg left. She continued to loudly tell him her story as he walked away. At the table behind her Frosting was copying everything Daiquiri was doing and saying.

Daiquiri: Do you like giant robots?
Frosting: Do you like giant robots?

Daquiri: This story is NOT about giant robots!
Frosting: This story is NOT about giant robots!

Daiquiri: It’s the case of THE CRUSTACEANS!
Frosting: It’s the case of THE CRUSTACEANS!
Egg: *yells* Stop being gross!

Oh no, worlds collide. Do the Foods know Randy Johnson?

That seems like a highly inappropriate story for a kid to hear let alone retell.

Edamame: I have no idea who Randy Johnson is, but that story was hilarious.

This makes sense.

Cannoli tried to make some friends, but she couldn’t stomach watching Dina Caliente destroy her egg rolls.

Dina Caliente: *shoves food in face hole* I’m so hungry!
Cannoli: *averts eyes*

Edamame: Is she even chewing?

Daiquiri stealth farted by Bella Goth. It was so bad Bella gagged and dry-heaved and decided to go home early.

Daiquiri: *whistles to disguise the sound*
Bella Goth: *cough, cough, retch* Ugh, I can taste it!

Edamame: Maybe she should have been named Durian instead of Daiquiri.

Out of nowhere, Adzuki decided he likes to ski and wants to do more, or at least any skiing.

Adzuki: *cries* I don’t know why I’m crying. I just need to cry.

Edamame: Dear Plumbob, he’s like a hormonal woman!

Later, at home, Adzuki mentions to Edamame that he wants the family to go skiing. Edamame was completely understanding.

Edamame: Where is this coming from, Adzuki? You have been so weird lately.

Edamame: No one ever thinks of me and what I need.

I think you do enough of that for yourself.

Adzuki: I WANT TO GO SKIING!
Edamame: *stares*

Adzuki: *cries*
Edamame: *disgusted* Fine. I guess we’re going skiing.

Edamame: I want it noted that I cared enough to go skiing for my husband.

But only after he cried.

Adzuki finally gets his way and this pops up.

Edamame: That man is so aggravating.

The next day the family went skiing. They invited Bacon to come along. She made sure to dress appropriately.

Edamame: Where is your coat, Bacon? Why are you dressed in your formal wear?
Bacon: I wanted to feel the chickens.
Edamame: What chickens? There are no chickens.
Adzuki: Hey, hey, Daiquiri, I’ll race you to the top.
Daiquiri: Oh yeah sure. You start. *bored*

Excited I had the family use the ski lift to the top of the mountain. I was disappointed when they magically appeared at the top. EA squandered the opportunity to do something cool with the ski lift!

As soon as Adzuki put on his skis and started down the hill the rest of the family jumped back in the ski lift and rode it back down the hill. As you can see by his trip down the hill, he was a natural.

Adzuki: Oooh. Whoaaaa! It’s so slippery! Whoa! Are you guys having fun? Guys?

Once back down the hill, Adzuki met his family for a bite to eat. Daiquiri was struggling with the vending machines.

Daiquiri: Dad, can you help me with this?
Adzuki: You can’t steal it, Daiquiri, you have to put the money in it first.
Daiquiri: *grumbles*

Daiquiri: Gimme the stuff! *shakes machine*

Daiquiri: Give. Me. The. STUFF!

Daiquiri: Oh, that hurt.

Daiquiri eventually did “get the stuff” a ham and cheese sandwich. Looks like it was worth it.

Daiquiri: Why is it soggy?
Egg: Has anyone seen Cannoli?

Edamame: What if that machine had crushed her? What would happen to my legacy then?

You would still have three other kids in the house.

After studying all night, Cannoli needed to take 5 in a pile of snow.

Before heading home, Edamame had to make sure Adzuki wasn’t the only one with all the drama.

Her midlife crisis presented in a different way from Adzuki’s.

They hadn’t even taken their coats off yet.

Right there in the kids’ bedroom.

Edamame: I couldn’t help myself. Something comes over me every time I see his man-bun.

The kids’ bedroom though, that’s really gross.

While everyone was at work and school Daiquiri was up to mischief on the computer. She’s still waiting to hear back about her university applications.

This is a big DUH!

Not sure why this call came to Daiquiri, but the response seems on brand.

When the family came home, I found this monster spawned on the front lawn.

Egg: I… can’t… move…

Edamame: It was terribly painful. When we were finally able to separate it was like giving birth to an adult-sized baby.

Cannoli: Whacha doing, Daiquiri?
Daiquiri: Nothing. Mind your own biscuits and gravy!

I guess now we know what Daquiri was doing on the computer.

Perhaps Adzuki should get some tips from Daiquiri.

Daquiri’s birthday came and Edamame remembered to make a cake.

Daiquiri: *wishes* I hope I get a slice.

She didn’t. Edamame threw the cake in the garbage.

She rolled geek. I picked Public Enemy as her aspiration.

Edamame: Oh no, is she evil?

You know, she may end up with that trait eventually.

Edamame: She’s so beautiful though. And I don’t say that because she looks like me. I say it because it’s a fact. How could she be evil? It would be the same as having a delicious box of chocolate, but they are all filled with poop.

Well, that’s an unfortunate analogy.

Bacon could have just brought the gift with her.

Pregnant again. Maybe Adzuki should start wearing a hat.

Edamame: *cries*

Desperate to get that baby weight off, Edamame keeps doing her jazzercise every day.

Edamame: YEAH! RIDE THAT PONY!

Edamame: I have to keep exercising, someone called me fat. It’s not like I’m the size of a McDouble or anything. It’s just a little baby weight.

Your weight bar in CAS was maxed.

Edamame: How dare you weigh me! I feel so violated.

My game has that bug where acne never goes away if they age up to young adults with it. Poor Bacon has to live with adult acne and can not wash her face or cover it up.

Bacon: Guess what I got.
Cannoli: NO! DO NOT TOUCH ME WITH YOUR POOPY FINGERS!

Edamame: Everyone knows to run when Bacon says, “Guess what I got.” She only ever has poopy fingers.

Cannoli received her final grades this week. Not bad at all.

Edamame: I see a B-. Maybe she should have stayed home to study.

She will still land a great position and higher pay.

Edamame: *sees dollar signs* All of the children must go to university! I demand it!

Edamame has discovered diet ice cream.

Edamame: It froze my brain, but it’s worth it if it melts the pounds.

Egg has a girlfriend, her name is Amie Kealoha. They like to makeout in his parents’ bedroom.

Egg asked Amie to the prom and she accepted.

Edamame: The way she accepted, it’s like she has nothing better to do.

Edamame and Adzuki both had a midlife crisis goal called dumpster life (something like that). Pretty sure that’s not going to be good for that unborn baby.

When they go home Adzuki became an elder. He didn’t get a cake.

He looks pretty happy though.

Edamame: I’m so glad he didn’t roll grumpy. I just don’t know if I could handle the negativity.

*snort*

Edamame: I want to burn it all!

Nothing to see here, just Edamame’s regular fit of rage.

Edamame: So my emotional distress means nothing to you?

No, but it happens all the time.

Edamame: I can’t help being a sensitive person.

Edamame: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

As soon as I bought her a new stove the fit immediately ceased. I’m not even sure why she needed a new stove, all she feeds her family is salad.

Edamame: I bake cakes.

I think you should just paint a picture of a cake and bring it out for every birthday.

Edamame: And burn the house down when the candles get lit. No thanks.

Edammae: Who did thi? This is disgusting! *retch* *gag*

And now Edamame won’t clean toilets.

Cannoli has been thinking of her future.

Edamame: She knows how important it is to continue this legacy. She could be heir after all. It might be time to get started.

Do you really think there will be room in the house for Cannoli to have a child?

Edamame: This is my last baby. I’m not having any more.

Like I haven’t heard that before.

Amie Kealoha called and asked Egg out on a date. Excited, he ran right over to the lot they were to meet at.

When Egg went in to order them some french fries, Amie went to the restroom and never came back. She just left him there.

Edamame: Ohhhhhh, dang! I don’t even know what to say about that.

When Egg got back home this was waiting for me.

Do you have anything to say about that?

Edamame: I’m pregnant, I can’t hold it as long anymore. The baby kicked my bladder and I lost control. I sneezed and the floodgates opened.

Never mind.

Frosting made a mess on the floor and had to sit in it for timeout.

Frosting: But it’s getting in my underwear.
Edamame: You should have thought of that before you made the mess.

Edamame: And when you’re finished cleaning that up you can go to bed.

Wow! Edamame doesn’t even look pregnant here. That diet ice cream works wonders.

Edamame: We will be keeping a carton of that in the freezer at all times.

Maybe now the kids can actually have some birthday cake.

Edamame: Not likely.

Later that night was Prom. Maybe that is why Amie bailed on her date with Egg. Gentleman that he is, Egg met Amie there for Prom.

I had so much trouble during Prom. Egg froze in front of the food tables with a plate of food for an eternity. When he finally got moving again he voted for Prom Royalty. Then it was the end of Prom. Worst prom ever!

Amie won Prom Royalty and Alexander Goth won Prom Jester.

Edamame: Did Amie vote for Alexander Goth? Where is her loyalty?

Everyone thought Egg should have gotten the votes for Prom Jester. I have no idea what the names are of anyone there.

White Jacket Dude: You totally should have gotten Prom Jester, Egg.
White Hat Dude: Remember that time Egg shot grilled cheese out of his nose? Classic.
Egg: *still holding a plate of food*

Edamame: Maybe they should have voted for him. He could have won then.

Amie refused to leave the stage.

Edamame: So she thinks she’s too good for my legacy now? What if we don’t want her in our legacy?

You keep telling yourself that, Edamame.

Daiquiri finally got her acceptance letter and started coursework right away.

Edamame: I also let her know that B’s are bad and A’s are acceptable.

That’s a lot of pressure.

Edamame: She can do it.

Edamame’s baby looks like it’s ready to be born, but that will have to wait for the next update.

I completely forgot to get the points totaled. I moved Bacon out without checking all of her skills and spending all of her aspiration points. Points will remain at 7 for now, until I can figure out how many were actually earned.

Family Points: 1 
Creative Points: 0
Fortune Points: 0

Love Points: 1
Knowledge Points: 6 
Athletic Points: 0
Nature Points: 0
Food Points: 1 
Popularity Points: 0

Deviance Points: 0
Parenthood Points: 0
Seasons Points: 0
University Points: N/A
Handicap Points: 1
 
Penalties: -3 
TOTAL: 7

Chapter 8: The Glitter Gets Everywhere

Hello, and welcome back for another installment of The Food Family Legacy Reloaded. During the last update we established how terrible I have been with taking pictures to document the Foods’ journey. This update will probably be no different.

Well it’s good to know you’re consistent

Ignoring you. In this update (and at the end of the last update) Edamame and Annatto have four children: Berry, Cocoa, Cacao, and Dumpling. My timeline is all messed up. Dumpling became a toddler in Chapter 6: Pinkeye. I really don’t have very many pictures of her until she becomes a teen. Seriously, like one or two.

*sings* FAILURE!

Berry wuz here

Berry has a destructive side. If he’s left to his own devices for too long he tears something up. Here he has torn up his sister, Cacao’s, school project.

It’s symbolic of all my hopes and dreams.

Way to make it all about you again, Edamame.

I fail to see how this legacy is not about me? Am I not it’s matriarch? Did I not sacrifice my body for the litter of children it spat out?

Gross.

snotty sniffles

When the children returned home from school Cocoa saw the corpse of her former project and had a meltdown.

Ugh, do we need to spend this much time talking about kids crying? Kids cry, it’s what they do. It’s best to just put your earbuds in and ignore it so you can get on with your day.

Mother of the year.

Thank you. Finally, some respect.

Working toward legacy success.

Annatto keeps rolling those wishes for more children.

He has no idea how exhausting it is to be pregnant. I’m so tired!

You wouldn’t know it, you never complain.

I know, I suffer, but always with grace and class.

Sure.

Grace and class.

Tada! just like that Edamame is pregnant again.

*groan* This room sucks. Why isn’t it finished?

Because you haven’t written another bestseller yet.

But I’m tired!

Edamame: Are these dishes clean? Does it matter when they just get dirty again anyway?

And with a little movie magic Edamame has had her baby, a girl named Eclair.

That eclair was so good. So deserving of a namesake.

And it was the twins’ birthday, so Edamame needed to get those cakes made.

That’s all I do cook, clean, write bestsellers.

Write bestsellers? Need I remind you that your unfinished house is waiting for another bestseller to be written.

Stop pressuring me! Llama spit! I can’t work like this!

Cocoa: Ooooohhhhh, there’s glitter….

First up: Cocoa. Aaaaand no.

Why does she look so matronly? I mean, I am her role model. Can’t she look a little more….fresh or young?

Like you?

I wasn’t going to say that, but yes.

Wait. You weren’t going to say that? Because I thought you had said that.

uncomfortable silence

One quick makeover later.

Well, that’s better. She basically copied my hair though, but I’ve heard imitation is the sincerest form of fattery.

What? Did you say fattery?

What?

Did you call your daughter fat?

No. But if I did, it wouldn’t be wrong. She’s a little… you know…

No, I don’t. What?

Let’s just say she won’t have the easiest time finding herself a man.

Moving on.

Where has all the glitter gone? Cocoa: Woooooooo!

Cacao was next! Not bad, I like the hair. Cacao’s new trait is Romantic.

She’s so plain. She needs a little make up, she’d be easier on the eyes.

Oh, let me guess. So she can find a man?

Well, yeah. She could also do a little something about that midsection. Maybe. Hide it, maybe…

Cocoa: *toots horn*

*sigh* Now I don’t want to claw my eyes out. She’s cute, she looks like me.

No, I think Cocoa looks more like you.

No, you’re wrong. She’s hefty, and I’m not.

I really hope you don’t have a weight problem later in life, Edamame.

Aww, that’s so sweet. Thank you.

?

Edamame: Teenagers are like baby magicians.
Cacao: I guess Mom isn’t changing this diaper either!?

Edamame has been letting the kids take care of the kids.

I’ve found that I have so much more time for the things that I want to do. It’s amazing really. I love having “me” time.

Berry: *thinks about changing the diaper, and then doesn’t*
Dumpling: *silently judging*

Berry hasn’t helped too much with the babies. Just thought about it once or twice.

That one is like his dad, he doesn’t help with the babies either.

This Girl: I’m not sure about this whole “Legacy” thing.

Speaking of Berry; he decided to try his hand at speed dating and invited a few friends from school over. This one showed up. I don’t remember her name, I tried to look on the map to find her, but my sims towns are nearly ghost towns now.

Eyelashes: *impale face*

I guess it really doesn’t matter what her name is because when she blinked this happened and everyone in the entire house got quiet. Everyone except Edamame that is.

Oh Dear Llama! SWIPE RIGHT!!! SWIPE RIGHT!!!!!

I think you mean swipe left.

Don’t you tell me what I mean to say ! I don’t want that freak in my house.

She: *is bored*

She came too, I don’t know her name either. So we will just call her She.

So glad to hear that everyone matters to you.

Give me a break, it’s been two years.

Dianna: What’s with these walls?

Dianna Bheeda came too.

Oh, you remember her name, but no one else.

There’s probably a good reason for that, Edamame. Just think about it for a second.

Don’t tell me what to do!

Her: Can you believe this place? Aren’t these people supposed to be rech?

I can’t remember Her name, so Her new one is Her. Seriously, the judgment in that room was so thick you needed a machete to cut through it.

Some people are so superficial, they are only in it for the money.

Or man-bun.

*sigh* He gives good bun.

Her, after Her makeover.
Her: Oh yeah, I gotta…uhhh…okay, bye…

At some point I decided it was important to give everyone makeovers like America’s Next Top Model. Once Her received Her makeover she peaced-out so fast I nearly sprained a finger.

How rude. Some people have no manners. She should have at least tried to get pregnant so this legacy could continue.

What? How does that work.

Never mind. You wouldn’t understand.

Too right.

Dianna: *abandoned by the nameless girls*

Before too long, Dianna was the last one standing, or couldn’t come up with a good/bad/any excuse to leave.

This house is like a Venus Flytrap. Once you’re in it, you don’t leave.

Morbid. I don’t think Dianna received a makeover. But who am I kidding, I can’t remember anything. She could have been an absolute turd and I wouldn’t remember.

Berry: But who wears a sweater with shorts? Did you even use the mirror?
Dianna: Mmm mmm, I don’t like your face right now.

I sent Berry and Dianna off on a real date and they promptly got into an argument. That’s when I knew it was love.

Berry’s a good man, not every man will tell you that you look terrible.

Yeeeaaahhh… Dianna’s a lucky girl…

Berry choking Chicken.

Berry was so frustrated that he came home and tried to murder Chicken.

This is why we can’t have nice things! Look at that door, look at all the dents and scrapes. The house is going to fall apart if he inherits the legacy.

Well, that’s it for this update. I’ve got to look through more pictures and plot my story line see what happened.

After a little research I have discovered the speed dating ladies names. They are as follows (in order of appearance):
This Girl = Tessa Beckett
She = Evie Delgato
Her = Rieko Fujita

Until next time, happy simming

Chapter 7: Sparkle Time

Hello, it’s been a long, long time.  Sometimes life gets in the way and that is what happened here for the last… two years…

Oh, hi, Edamame.  I’ve missed you too.

Anyway, I’ve been gone for an eternity and I am trying to get back into the swing of things. I transferred my reload game and screenshots to my new computer. Surprise, surprise I hadn’t taken as many pictures as I should have. Taking pictures in the Sims 4 is irritating now because the thought bubbles are not captured with the picture, so if I want the thought bubbles I take a screenshot with Snagit. Then I have the UI in the picture which I don’t want. I wish we could remove the UI without removing the speech/thought bubbles. Please fix this, it’s making me whine!

I can’t take it. I can’t take it any more. Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!!!! You are not the only one with problem! I have so many problems I can’t even count them.

Sparkle Time!

Berry became a teenager! I’m just as surprised as you are.

Ugh, thank the Llama! I can not handle his moody toilet time. DRA-MA! My name is Berry, and I like to pout and play with my poop horse next to the toilet.

I don’t think it’s a poop horse.

Whatever, you don’t know what you’re talking about. You never had to use the toilet after he was in there.

Good point.

Thug-Style Run-Style

As I was giving Berry his makeover this was his original active wear. I mean, when I run I like to wear heavy gold chains around my neck too; but something tells me it’s not practical.

Oh no! The legacy is ruined, RUINED! He’s going to take everything we own and hock it! I’ll have nothing! All my things, gone! My THINGS!

Calm down, it was just a phase.

Wait. WAIT!!!! Is that an Evil trait?

Yeah, looks like it is. He also wants to be a Bestselling Author like you.

No. I am the author in this house. No one will steal my spotlight! He is evil, he’s trying to take this from me. I will not stand for it!!!! What will I be known for if not for my craft?

Indeed.

He’s a real boy now.

Why is he wearing red? Red is MY color.

Why are you so possessive? You can’t own a color.

When this legacy started I had nothing. All I had was color.

You should have been an actress.

If only… I feel like I could really do something good for me the world more people knew me.

*eyeroll* I totally get that feeling from you.

Berry’s birthday present?

For Berry’s birthday the kitchen got a makeover. Just what every teenage boy wants.

Who cares what he wants. Did you see those old counters? *gags*

*Innocently enters the park*

I sent the kids with Berry off to the park. The kids were working on their skills and Berry was on the lookout for marriage material. Then I saw Dianna Bheeda. I’m sorry, I didn’t see her, Berry saw her.

Right, like you’re not constantly manipulating us into doing what you want us to do. Do we have any control over our lives at all?

*Coughing* What? I have no idea what you are talking about. Ehem…

Why am I at the park?

Berry also saw this young lady, but I can’t remember who she is so let’s assume that went no where.

I don’t know. This one here has no chin, I mean it looks like it’s a third lip or something. She has nice eyes, I guess, but all I see is the three lips at the bottom of her face. I’ll bet she can raspberry really well.

Should I even bother unpacking that? No, I think I’ll leave it. I’ve got a lot of lost time to make up for.

And that is all the pictures I have for this update. There seems to be some missing time, in the pictures I have for the next update Berry is married, the twins are teens and Edamame has two other children.

Excuse me???

Annatto’s death wish

Don’t blame me, blame that husband of yours.

There’s an extra child in that picture. Is that mine?

Yeah, she’s yours. I have to reacquaint myself with the family. I have no idea who is who.

Please don’t.

Until next time readers (if there are any). I have no idea how many points were accumulated at this point so we will just skip that part for now.

Chapter 4: And Baby Makes Three

Hello and welcome back to the Food Family Legacy 2.0.   Last time Edamame and Akira Kibo became better acquainted.  At the Romance Festival Edamame plied Akira with tea until he couldn’t tell up from down and she convinced him to move in.  The next day she told him she was probably pregnant and that they aught to get married.  So  now Edamame is well on her way to starting her legacy.  Since Akira joined the household as Edamame’s “primary partner” I took the liberty of renaming him.  According to the rules I gave myself Akira’s name needed to start with an A.  He was renamed Annatto; annatto is a food coloring derived from the seeds of the achiote tree.

1

Edamame: *sigh* Man-bun…

Annatto: Buuuuuuuurrrrp…

Sounds like your cooking makes Annatto gassy.

Shut your mouth!  Annatto love my cooking; he’s showing his appreciation.

2

Edamame: *grumbles*

Annatto: *snores*

I think I can see why Edamame chose Annatto.

It’s the man-bun.  Once I saw it I knew it was the one.

It?  You mean he, he was the one.

Yeah.  Sure.  Of course.  Totally what I meant.

3

Annatto: I’m just going to stand right here and drink this water.

Edamame: OMG, move!  I have to get to work!

Ugh, why do I look so thick?  Never photograph me at this angle again!

Calm down, you’re pregnant in this picture.  It’s a good  thing.  The whole point of the legacy.

Gross.  Speak for yourself. I don’t need some parasite sucking up all the meager nutrients I can afford to feed myself.

Ok, glad you’re enjoying the legacy so far, Edamame.

What are you talking about?  My life is over!   My youth, my beauty, it’s all gone now.  This brat is going to suck it all out of me.  I’ll be a husk of a person!

Wow, your hormones are crazy.

4

Edamame: Some walls around here would be nice.

Obligatory picture to show the purchase of additional items.  Like a shower and toilet.

Oh yeah, the Foods are really coming up in world now.  We’ve got a toilet and shower on our lawn.  Life doesn’t get better than this.

Your sarcastic tone is hurtful.

I don’t care.  I’m tired and hungry all the time and I just want something that looks like a house.

Crank out those books you’re supposed to be writing and we can afford to build you a house.

5

Edamame: *typing*

Edamame and Annatto finally earned enough money to build a small home.  It’s a little small and I didn’t have room for Edamame’s computer.

Only because you had to keep some money in reserve.  You could have done a little more.   You just like it when I suffer.

Can’t argue with you there.

6

Welcome baby Berry.

Oh look, he’s doing his favorite thing, screaming and pooping.

Edamame went into labor and I sent the family off to the hospital. I completely forgot to take pictures.  Anyway, Edamame had a boy, Berry.  I thought about naming him Barley, but I’m trying to stay away from names I used with the other legacy.

Except mine.  I guess you just can’t mess with perfection.

*gag*

7

Edamame hits a sour note.

Looks like Berry gets it from his mother.

I’m sure I have no idea what you are talking about.  Clearly it took me by surprise.  Having never done something like that before how was I supposed to know what it was?

8

Annattto: Can’t you hear the baby?

I’m still not sure what Annatto brought to the house.  This is the most effort he put forth during Berry’s baby stage.  Edamame was working hard on her next book.

I just wanted to finish the chapter I was on.

How many words had you written?

Two.

9

A sight no one ever asked to see.

Oh look, Edamame actually nurses her baby.  I never expected you to nurse your children.

Oh please, do you know how expensive formula is?  Do you think I can afford to pay for this kid to have something special?  I can’t even have a separate bedroom.  I’m chained to this computer all day writing books until I don’t know fiction from reality.  When do I have time to prep a bottle for this kid?

There are so many things I’d like to pick out of that word vomit you just spewed all over, but I’ll just pick one.  One might say knowing fact from fiction has always been a struggle for you.

10

Berry grew up into a cool-boy.

Before I knew it Berry was a toddler!

Are you kidding me?!  The longest part of my life was standing at that bassinette.  Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhh, why do I have to go through this again?

We’ve talked about this, Edamame, we need an heir and a spare.

This  sucks.

11

Berry: Ta-dah!

Berry is pretty cute.  He has Annatto’s brown eyes and Edamame’s eye shape.

He’s cuter now that he can fend for himself.  Thank the Llama!  Babies are so needy and gross.

There is something wrong with you.  He still needs you to teach him things and feed him.

Nope.  My job is done.

If you don’t potty train him he will still have dirty diapers to change only this time they will have bigger poops.

Being in your legacy really sucks…all the time.

I love you too, Edamame.

That is not what I said.

15

Edamame: TOILET!  Use the toilet!

Edamame listened to my words of wisdom and started to potty train Berry.  She was not happy about it, just look at that orange plumbob.

16

Edamame: Do not wet your pants again.

Such a patient and understanding mother…

17

Edamame: How is it possible all of that came out of you?  I think I’m going to be sick.

Do you know that child’s toilet had no flushing device?  How and I supposed to get rid of the stuff inside?

You have to dump it in the toilet.

What?!  I actually have to touch that thing?  Why are children so gross?

12

Berry: Daddy!  Daddydaddydaddydaddydaddy.  Annatto:  Not now, Daddy’s busy.

Sigh…man-bun.

16

This is where the magic happens.

Yellow plumbob, some was not enjoying themselves.

It was me.  Why would I enjoy getting pregnant again?

17

Please don’t drink it.

While Edamame and Annatto were working on baby number two Berry was entertaining his self.

Llama’s tears!  That is disgusting!

18

Berry: Out.  Out.

After taking a short swim in the toilet Berry decided a little naked-time was in order.

Naked-time used to be my favorite part of the day.  Sadly, right now I don’t own a mirror, so there’s no point.

19

Berry: FWEEEEEEEDOM!!!!!

Then he made a break for it.

Not acceptable.  If I lose this one that means I have to have another and I am not having three kids.  Heir and a spare, that’s the deal.

20

Oh yeah!  Baby number two is on the way.

21

Edamame: No, only babies have bottles.  Eat your applesauce.  Annatto: *snores*

Annatto is still a supportive husband and father.

PFFFFT…  Good thing he has that man-bun, otherwise he’s be useless.

How exactly is his having a man-bun useful.

It’s pretty.

22

Annatto: I think I’ll lie down for a bit.

In his defense he was ill at the time, a case of the cube pox.

How is this different from any other day?

23

Berry is having unsupervised internet time.

This is a pretty common thing these days.

24

Family time at its finest.

But I think Edamame and Berry are starting to bond.

Oh my Llama, the smell in that room!

25

Berry: CAKE!  Edamame: Yes, we could name the baby Cake.

Edamame and Berry like to come up with names for the baby before he goes to bed.

I had this intense pain in my belly here.  I thought I was going into labor.

Nope.  That’s just your hand.

26

Edamame: *whispers*  You have to make lots of money to breaks us out of this prison.

While her son sleeps Edamame likes to whisper to him.

I’m infusing him with the need to do well and save me from this legacy.

Side Note: Let’s ignore the fact that Edamame is not as pregnant in this picture.  Work with me, people.

27

Edamame: This is my life…

Every mother goes through it.  Edamame just realized this is her life.  No longer is she Edamame.  She will now be a mother;  someone that wipes butts, feeds little people, and feels exhausted all the time.

Stop trying to project you life on to me.  It’s depressing.

That’s it for this update.  We are still at a solid 2 points here folks.  Next time we will find out what baby  number two is.  Is Edamame hoping for a girl or a boy?

I’m just hoping it’s out soon…