Last time we left off on An Infectious Legacy, Sara and Kurtis were getting it on, as they seem to do just about whenever they get a free minute. It’s actually a little disgusting and kind of disturbing, considering the instability of the rest of their family life.
“That was really awesome, babe, but I can’t really look directly at you right now…all the color kind of hurts my eyes.”
“…fair enough.”
Meanwhile, outside, their two offspring are happily entertaining themselves…
“This is gweat! The gweat outdoors is so gweat, and hanging out with my best friend Al’dectone is also really really gweat!!!”
Alopecia, by the way, loves the outdoors and is easily impressed. His baby brother, on the other hand….
“This is horrible!! My idiotic parents have mistaken my healthy love of nature and whatnot for a desire to actually LIVE outside where I will surely starve to death and rot!!!”
Ahem. Everyone, meet baby Anorexia, who I never bothered to introduce in the last chapter because…well, I guess I just forgot. All the autonomous woohoo chewed holes in my brain or something. Anorexia is named after the disease Anorexia Nervosa, which I’m only going to put a picture up of because I love all you guys and don’t want you to die. Or I’m incredibly morbid.
This is Isabelle Caro, in one of the less graphic pictures I could find. She was a French model and actress who became sort of an anorexia spokesperson and was featured on some fairly controversial billboards in order to promote public awareness regarding the disease. She died two years ago when she was twenty-eight.
Simplified, anorexia is a mental disorder in which an individual has such a highly distorted view of their body that they refuse to provide themselves with proper sustenance and effectively slowly starve themselves to death. Usually victims are young women and girls, but boys and men can be afflicted as well. It’s incredibly sad, so if you, or someone you know, is suffering from anorexia, please, get help. Now.
“Meanwhile, while you’re blathering on and on, I’M effectively starving to death without proper sustenance!!!”
OUR Anorexia is a genius who loves the outdoors…although he certainly doesn’t seem too appreciative of them right now. Never fear, Rexie, here your parents are right now…I’m sure they’ll rescue you from what is obviously quite dire straits.
“Hey, little mama…I get my money for nothing, AND my chicks for free. Wink wink, nudge nudge.”
“Is that seriously supposed to be some sort of a come on?”
“Sure it is, baby, I’m complimenting your appearance…see?”
“Oh! I DO see…you’re being flirty! Tee hee! Perhaps we should go inside and celebrate your latest trick in my tunnel of love? ;-)”
“NO! I AM IN THE ORANGE! TEND TO MY NEEDS AT ONCE, PARENTAL FIGURES!!”
“On second thought…maybe we should bring the boys inside first before we start our ‘private investigations.’ “
Good call.
Meanwhile, on the porch:
“Oh, visiting the new neighbors was such a good idea, Mark (not his real name), snufflemufflesmooch! It makes me feel so…romantic! Slobbernuzzlepeck.”
“You’re right, Pick (not her real name) kizzlewizzlekisss, I feel just like we’re Romeo and Juliet out here, snugglewigglewuggle.”
“I dunno, babe…I feel kinda funny about leaving Rex in here….all the bars make it seem so…cagey. It was okay for the bald one, but Rex seems smarter somehow…”
“Oh, would you just get on with it? I’m pretty sure that baby jingle still hasn’t popped up, and I don’t know how much longer I can stand being in these clothes.”
“Just hold on a second, babe…I know you want your MTV, but the baby’s gotta eat…give us one more minute and I’ll be more than happy to be your sultan of swing.”
“Hrmph. More like my fürst of flop…”
“All right, finally! He’s putting it in its crib!“
“Hey…I just realized that we suddenly have the same amount of cribs as we do kids! That is amazing! I was really worried the new one would have to sleep with us or something...”
“All right, sweetie pumpkin, I’m ready to go ‘down to the waterline’ with you now, if you know what I mean.”
“But wait…if the baby jingle happens, then we’ll need a THIRD crib….where are we going to put a third crib? What if we can’t find a third crib? Maybe I should rethink this whole idea….“
“Come here, my little lady writer…enscribe some sweet sweet love poems right here on my lips.”
“Oh crap.“
That about does it for now, folks. Tune in next time to find out all kinds of interesting new things!
An Infectious Legacy 
It’s like a walk down musical memory lane! But they do like to just leave their kids lying around on the ground, don’t they?
Yay, I’m glad someone picked up on that!! 😀
The Simptoms — especially Sara — are notoriously bad parents. I can’t believe her aspiration is really to be surrounded by family….I don’t know if we’ll make it. -_-
I’m noticing a profound lack of suppressed cannibalistic tendencies from Sara….Threaten to cook Rexie once or twice, he might shut up after that 😉
Hahahaha, I know, I don’t know why Sara seems to have lost interest in consuming her kids all of a sudden….I think it would probably settle down the little mouth really quick. 😀
What a great day for posts from dormant blogs!! Whee! And the Cagleys are back too!
OK, I laughed out loud at the crib sequence. That was fabulous.
Is SimSara going to keep that hair long enough to pass it on to baby 3??
And please help me in my cave of ignorance. What is LAWL?
Hahahah, “LAWL” is just the super nerdy way of saying “LOL” I guess. I picked it up from realKurtis, the biggest super nerd of them all. I haven’t read the Cagleys, but I’ve been meaning to tell you that I love(d) the Battles and the Colorblind Eyes legacies I picked up from your recommendations….
Sorry it took so long for me to comment, but I’m finally back.
Lol! Loads of hilarious one liners in this chapter …. and no offence, but your simself must be THE worst family sim in the histrory of simvile 😉 At least Kurtis is trying to make an effort with Rex though.
Oh, I’m not offended; Sara is truly awful. I don’t know why she’s so bad, but she definitely is! :-p