The Superfrog ISBI: Chapter Four

The Superfrog ISBI

Chapter Four: Stay the Same

Welcome to another chapter of my ISBI!

Last time, in our extremely short chapter, I revealed that I had rebuilt the ISBI 'hood after transferring computers and losing the original. This meant all three of the generation were somehow adults...and I set up the heir poll. By having each of the girls meet the man they would marry. Star won my heir poll, and is now about to settle down with her husband, Alan Warner. But first...

“...and so we don't have to wither and die. Like flowers. They wither and die. But we don't. Because I'm the simself of this universe. Make sense?” Sam explained.

“Won't this mean Star and Alan will have no old couple to wander round their house?”

“Hmm. I can fix that.”

Joe sighed happily, “Isn't this just the picture of suburban happiness?”

Joe continued, “I mean, my step-daughter is beating her chosen life partner at rock, paper, scissors,”

“While Vogue spends time hanging out with her dude on our floor, right?” Sam smiled.

“Exactly.”

Joe and Sam sat down on the sofa together, and Sam decided, “The family is all together again.”

“Apart from Story's dad.”

“Yeah, but why would we want him around?”

“It is usually a bad sign if the Reaper is hanging out with us.”

...

Over at the new Super House, Star and Alan had just arrived.

“Isn't the view from here pretty?” Star replied, looking at the cliff over the road, and at the house that they were stood in front of.

Alan gazed steadily at Star, with a smile, “I think the view is perfect.”

Star didn't twig he was on about her, and the couple headed into the house.

Star invited over her family for the wedding that afternoon. It was just how the family acted in the old days – Joe slouched, while the others just chilled.

That was just the beginning of the fun. It started to rain, so of course the family headed inside.

Sam found the new karaoke set, and began singing her heart out – despite her lack of creativity points.

Vogue went for a swim. It wasn't exactly indoors, but Vogue was never one for doing what everyone else was doing.

Story, meanwhile, was dancing wildly in front of the stereo.

Once Star was changed into her dress, she wandered over to Alan, smiling. Who cared if it was bad luck?

“Your family is so insane.” He remarked.

Star raised an eyebrow, “You'll be joining them shortly.”

“Though I will agree with you, Alan, they are crazy.”

“The good kind of crazy.”

And what did Joe do while all of this took place? Sit on the sofa and do absolutely nothing.

It's just like old times!

The rain didn't let up all afternoon, and was still falling down by the late afternoon. Star didn't want to wait any longer, and decided they should hold the wedding anyway.

It wasn't a popular decision, to say the least.

Regardless of whether anyone made it to the ceremony or not, the wedding went off without a hitch, as Alan Warner became Alan Super, and joined the ISBI madness.

Of course, once the wedding was over, some of the family decided it was time to come outside and acknowledge it.

“What do you mean we're too late?” Sam demanded.

“Vogue, did I ever tell you how hot your mother is?”

“Got to love family reunions.” Vogue decided.

Also, instead of wedding cake, there were crazy games of catch. In formalwear.

I blame free will.

I felt bad about not having an elders living in the main house – now that Sam and Joe get to live happily ever after in the house I plucked from the sim bin – so I randomly chose a couple of elders to join the madness.

This is Vamsi. I believe she was friends with the original family in the first chapter or something.

And yes, that is Story dancing in the background.

And this is Makoto. I know nothing about him.

Yes, I do invite random strangers to come in and live with my families occasionally.

The minute I unpaused the game after Makoto and Vamsi were added to the family, Makoto zoned in on the kareoke machine.

I have a feeling they are going to fit right in with this crazy family.

Elsewhere, Sam helped herself to juice, while Star laid out food for everyone.

“This sucks, Star,” Sam replied, “where's the cake?”

“Just call the family in for dinner.”

“Fine!”

“This would be the perfect family meal if Vogue was sitting where you are, Story, and your mother and I were growing old together.” Joe decided.

“Things would be better with cake.” Sam replied.

“You're determined to make this meal awkward, aren't you?” Story asked. Joe shrugged.

“Who eats sandwiches at weddings?” Sam demanded, “I want cake!”

Makoto found someone to annoy while the dinner took place.

“I'm appalled. Have you no shame? Vogue, where is your dress?”

“Mr, you're not really my elderly father. Stop pointing out that my dress is extremely revealing.”

“That is no way to speak to your elders!”

Things go from bad to worse.

“Arnold! Quick! The hedge is on fire!”

“My name's Alan, lady!”

“That's what I said, Aaron! Fix the hedge!”

Quite possibly the worst wedding ever.

Alan! Get away from that hedge! I don't want to have to replace you on your wedding day!

“Vamsi, why is it so pretty? Why are we drawn to it like moths to a light bulb?”

“I have no idea, Andrew.”

“Alan.”

“Right. Arthur.”

Things improved from there. The rain put out the fire. Sam stopped complaining and starting singing kareoke. Joe continued slouching. Makoto carried on picking on Vogue But Vamsi still didn't remember Alan's name.

All in all, a successful day!

When Star got up, it was time for fun. This included dancing.

Also, fun involved singing. I'm so glad I put the kareoke system in! :)

Vamsi, the stand-in elderly mother, found the guitar after chilling in the pool or a hot tub or something.

I really need some recolours of that guitar or something.

Unfortunately, Makoto doesn't seem to get along with anyone, really. First Vogue, and now Vamsi.

And there was me hoping for a sweet replacement couple, to replace the couple that won't be growing old.

While Makoto gets on people's nerves, Star takes over the guitar for a while. She's a natural at it, for some reason.

I see this being a problem in the future, maybe.

What kind of example are they setting for the third generation?

Speaking of the third generation, behold, a baby bump.

“I'm so unbelievably surprised by this turn of events!”

Of course, a pregnancy requires celebration.

“Woo! Rock!”

Star seems very into the music, while Alan seems very appreciative.

Then appreciation turns into behaviour that isn't appropriate for the eyes of Vamsi and Makoto.

Then again, Vamsi and Makoto seem to have plenty of things keeping them occupied.

“Woo! Beat each other to a pulp!”

“Waah! My replacement parents hate each other! I do what I want whenever I want! I also can't feed myself! Vamsi never remembers my name!”

True. Alan starting doing Joe's hunger-smustle-combo before Vamsi served a meal of spaghetti. I know it's not a promising sign for the future, but at least he's still alive now, right?

Alive, but not necessarily happy.

Still, Alan has a lot to be happy about.

In between aspiration failures, Alan has a few moments of happiness. Like this one!

And he takes care of his wife, which is always nice to see.

Right up until baby day, when he is nowhere to be seen as Star goes into labour.

I think her expression says it all really.

Well, Makoto showed up, anyway. I suppose he is the stand-in grandfather, though Joe is the newborn's actual grandfather.

Meet Star's baby girl, Sketch, named after a sketchbook that just happens to be on my desk. Yes, I am continuing the naming scheme of my desk stuff.

Also, we don't even know this dog, but he or she seems very well-acquainted with our flowers.

And for some reason, Star has starting rolling the want to be a werewolf.

Star, now she wasn't pregnant, threw herself into dancing again. Not that being pregnant had stopped her before, but now, her dance moves seemed more wild.

Meanwhile, Alan was having a seemingly awkward conversation with Vamsi in the kitchen.

“Great spaghetti, Amin!”

“Alan.”

“Om nom nom!”

“You're never going to remember my name, are you?”

“Remember what?”

Time for Sketch to grow up!

I know the time flew by. Babies are boring.

At first glance, she seems to be adorable!

Makoto doesn't look impressed, though.

Upon closer inspection, Sketch seems to be a lot like her father. Only time will tell if her mother's genetics are in there, or not.

Still, I know for a fact Sketch isn't going to be an only child.

And this is where I leave you, this time! With glowing smustle! Star looks so impressed by it all...

Anyway! Thanks for reading!