Previously: We said goodbye to Helena Quickover.
Previously: Erick cheats death and Arwen gets a step closer to carrying on the family's alphabetical naming tradition after aging up into a young adult.
Previously: Life continued in the Quickover home. That's it, that's the summary.
Previously: August and Rhea had twins and Helena took full advantage of having the key to her son's apartment.
Previously: August flew the coop and landed in the big city, not wasting any time before getting Rhea pregnant.
Here it comes: our baby is all grown up and ready to set off on his own. Luckily, he didn't have to look very hard to find somewhere to stay. It makes sense that a blossoming musician would head off to the city in search of new opportunities and it just so happens that his new fiancée, Rhea, already lived in San Myshuno. On her own. In a pretty decent two-bedroom apartment. With kind of a lot of money? Like, when I moved August in, they had 40,000 Simoleons! I thought that that was a little too lap-of-luxury for a couple of young adults, especially our August (the Quickover family funds never came close to that), so I cheated them down to about 5,000 Simoleons like the little witch of a creator I am. They're doing just fine in life now so, hey, it must've worked out great.
Previously: August got engaged! And Arwen had a great time at the Humor and Hijinks Festival.
Previously: The Quickovers rang in the New Year with a new puppy and some flirtation.
Previously: It was certainly a Winterfest to remember.
Previously: We welcomed a new addition to the family.
Previously: Arwen had some demon eyes and August met a mesmerizing Llama Scout.
Well, this doesn't seem like the sweet girl I know!
Yikes! Okay. Back away slowly and no one gets hurt.
Okay, I think she's over her demon phase. At least, she will be after a couple of hours of good ol' snow shoveling.
What did I say? That, and a few funny faces from Dad, are sure to break any kid out of their mean streak.
This fucking dog, I swear. Your eyes are open, weirdo!
I know it's been a hot minute since we've had to spray the monster under the bed but, don't worry, we're back at it. Erick's work uniform matches the bottle of Monster Spray perfectly.
Yogi is in love with everything. The laundry. Watching Erick take a bath. August's not-yet-masterful piano skills.
Yogi also loves Arwen (who wouldn't) even though it looks like she could knock her over with a single nose boop.
August, offscreen: Why did we decide to put the only stereo in my room?
August, onscreen: I'm trying to practice here, people!
Yogi: *loves*
Oh, yeah, Arwen got this cool science kit to help her further her scout progress. She looks pretty into it.
Arwen: I wonder when something is going to explode!
Um, I wouldn't put that test tube quite so close to your face but, sure.
All of a sudden, we've got a SassMaster 3000 over here. Calm down, kid.
Oh, my. Who is this lovely teen scout that just happens to be walking by?
Are they... exchanging contact information!? August got her number! That's my boy!!!
And now they're making plans to hang out again. Questionable winter fashion choices aside, these two might have something a-brewin'!
This might look like just an innocent picture of Arwen making a snowpal but what you don't know is that it's 5 in the morning. Cue Charli XCX.
Get back inside, little miss.
Yogi's not so sure about the washer when it actually starts spitting bubbles at her.
Helena: Come on, just give it a feel. It's really cool, I promise. Not at all like an alien trying to climb out of my insides.
Is that... an evil grin? Who is this woman and what did she do with my Helena?
Who am I kidding, this has always been my Founder. And I wouldn't change her for the world.
Uh-oh. This doesn't look like the normal "the baby is attacking me" face. This looks like a "the baby is coming out right now" face.
Yup. It's go time!
Between the birth of Arwen and this third baby, I got Get to Work, so to the hospital we go! Her belly looks so weird in this outfit.
Erick is losing his shit. Those are the eyes of someone trying to flee.
Heh. The heart? How are we still living? Put that back right now, Doctor.
Yeah, Erick's out.
Erick: I love you, honey, but this is too much.
That's fine, she'll just get to do all the doting on their new son for a while. This is Adrian. Welcome to the family.
Not even their tree burning down can dampen the Quickover's Winterfest spirit. Erick went out and bought them this lovely artificial tree sure to last for years to come.
When the kids are at school, Mom and Dad will... rule the bedroom? Ew.
Yeah, this is a townie shoveling their sidewalk but this picture is just really funny to me because this is Salim and in my sister's game, Salim is her main girl's baby daddy and ex-lover and roommate.
Before Winterfest can happen, we just have to celebrate TV premiere day! Not going to lie, I relate. A lot. Ya girl loves TV.
Hahahahahaha. Shit. This is what you get for fooling around when the kids are gone.
Helena isn't sure if she's feeling sick from the pregnancy or the slightly spoiled milk she had in her cereal.
Speaking of feeling sick, Yogi's got a wee case of Rudolph syndrome.
Erick braves a blizzard to get her immediate medical attention. Hopefully not from these weirdos trying to give themselves hypothermia.
A captain seeking land or Erick seeking the vet's office? You decide.
These graphics, though!
What a good dog daddy, getting Yogi all checked in as quick as possible.
And what's with that sculpture? I honestly can't tell if that's a dog or pig or both? Clearly a dog, right?
Say "ahhhhhh."
Not sure why this guy that calls himself a veterinarian needs a magnifying glass to see what is clearly red and bulbous and right in front of his face.
Look at this cute little baby! Sadly, this is not the only vet visit we will be making with ol' Yogi.
*looks around nervously* What the fuck? Erick? What are you doing?
Neither pregnancy or a sick dog can keep these two from busting a move in their son's room.
Ya know what? I'm not sure this is the greatest idea given, you know, the weather and the lack of a coat and the giant pregnant belly but, great, it's not like I decide what you do or not.
Wait. I do? That's the point? In my defense, this was autonomous.
Never met a dog who just loves to sit and watch the laundry as much as this girl does.
Are you ever just so proud of your child that you have to stand and listen to them play piano without moving or talking or acknowledging the situation whatsoever? Can't relate.
Helena: By the way, I'm pregnant! Could you tell? You can't, right, I look great!
This face says it all.
Helena decided to use this opportunity to give her son the talk. Which talk? The talk. The birds and the bees.
Helena, looking weirdly old: Son, sometimes you'll really like someone.
August: Why are you doing this to me?
August: Why is this my life?
Another day, another blizzard. August is definitely brave for confronting not only this storm, but also his former-crush-turned-enemy.
Taking after his father, August searches for safety across the great, white plain.
Hahahahahahahahaha. Arwen hasn't quite taken to walking in the slippery, slushy stuff.
Next time: Erick's caught singing. Which lyrics you ask? "She's having my baby."