RIP deforming toddler glitch, thanks to the latest patch. 
This was one of the last screenies of it that I caught. Chantico especially loved it and plans to show it to Xolotl’s future girlfriends. Oh yes, and Tlaloc just grew into a child with very strong features.
“You’re a freeloader!”
“What?!”
“You contribute nothing, you’re just a deadbeat leeching off your sister!”
Meztli’s head was spinning. One minute she was studying handiness in the living room, the next, Mortimer was in her face, insulting her. Her neuroticism kicked into high gear and she couldn’t keep her cool.
“What do you want from me?! I didn’t do anything, just leave me alone! Go away! Go away! You can’t take me away, just go away!”
Coatlicue could not seem to lift herself out of mourning Artie’s death. She would seem fine, first talking to either one of her daughters about something completely unrelated, then suddenly burst into tears onto their shoulders. This went on for a few days. Chantico and Metzli grew worried, they could see their mother losing her rock solid strength.
One morning, Coatlicue woke up quietly and did her usual routine: toilet, shower, breakfast. After eating she stood by the computer desk where Artie’s final living moments were. “I’m ready,” she stated calmly. “I’ve established our roots and my work is done. My children are grown up and it’s time for them to move forward.”
Chantico awoke with a start in the middle of the night. Being a light sleeper, it wasn’t unusual to wake up at the sound of her sister or parents getting up to pee or just their snoring. But this was different. She heard something outside the house, creeping closer. Then a sound at the front door! Someone was trying to break in! She sank under her covers, her body frozen in fear but her thoughts racing.
After much anticipation and excitement, the twins celebrated their birthdays and journeys into teenhood! Chantico recieved her father’s virtuoso trait, and Metzli became lucky. As birthday presents, Metzli asked for her own room, which her parents were able to build as an addition onto the house. Chantico was happy with her room and asked for a trip to the salon. Now somewhat self-concious about her looks, she wanted more unique hair like her sister and mother and so got the tips of her red hair bleached platinum. Looks good, I think!
The Aztec family was forced to hire babysitters and maids. Artie felt tired a lot more often and couldn’t keep up with his young daughters’ demands. Coatlicue at first argued against hiring extra help, but soon complied. Even though money was tight, she didn’t want to compromise her aging husband’s health.
The tension between Artie and Coatlicue did not completely go away, but at the moment it was overshadowed by the pure joy of becoming new parents. They were both willing to put aside their own difficulties to ensure they could give the best lives possible to Metzli and Chantico. Of course, this included some changes to their baby preparations. Now they needed another crib, twice the amount of diapers, and twice the energy, love, and attention.
(Note: Sorry about the bad picture editing, was trying to make it less dark=\)
After their first WooHoo, Coatlicue and Artie couldn’t keep their hands off each other. She had never felt so elated, with the exception of Artie’s grumpy moodlets and need for solitude. But hey, nobody’s perfect right? Wait a minute, what’s that stench?
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