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Current music:	Harry Chapin - Somebody Said
Entry tags:	blake, catkin, ferrisport, galaxia, prosperity challenge

Ferrisport Prosperity Challenge
Welcome back to Ferrisport, my growing little community of prosperity sims.
This week we join up with Catkin Galaxia, 5th child of Xerxes Galaxia and 1st child of Marylena Galaxia. She was sent off to college and now she's ready to graduate and go out and take her place in the world.
Round 7, Gen.2
Warnings: I swear. Rather large entry this time.







We join Catkin as she gets ready to graduate after four grueling years of college.
Catkin is lucky I'm in a party-ing mood.





She invited her parents to come to the party.





Xerxes made his way straight to the guitar.
Oh, and Catkin is no longer in her graduation robe because, apparently, coming inside from outdoors caused her to change into her regular clothes. That was stupid.





Marylena found the keg I see.





Catkin and Elle served booze and Pop Tarts. They sure went all out on the food!





The lure of alcohol brought Marylena inside and actually got Xerxes off the guitar.





Warm family moment here.





And then she graduates!
Time to go back to Ferrisport where Blake has already got a house pick out and is waiting for you.






Catkin:Oh, what an ugly phone!





Catkin:Hmmm...this room could do with a little sprucing up.





Catkin:Do we have to have that hideous thing hanging right over the stove?
Yes, we do. Trust me, that is the most important thing in this house.





She finally was greeted by Blake and so quit bitching about the lack of decor.





Blake missed his little Cat. :) Well, it has been months.





So now it's down to business. Blake looks for a job but couldn't find one he wanted.
In the meantime I did some remodeling so maybe Catkin won't have to complain quite so much.
And since there's no job openings today...





Blake:With all my college training I should be able to beat this game in no time.





Catkin:"Hey, congrats on getting on the honor roll so many times!"
They never get tired of that one, do they?





And here comes the neighbors to welcome them.
Brandon Brown, Clay Butler, and Denise Jacquet.





What's wrong with you, Brandon?
"My arthritis is killing me!"
Oh.





Catkin:"Hello and welcome to our sha...uh, I mean, our lovely house."





Brandon's still got it I see.





They all made a beeline for the poker table. Well that was fun!





Catkin and Blake went outside to play catch while Hamlet stopped to watch.





Some things never change.





Blake, however, is more then willing to give as good as he gets.





Would buy a used car from this guy? Look at that cheesy grin!





Later on Elle invited them on an outing. Since the welcome wagon had been such "wonderful" company I sent them both.





First stop of the evening, the bar.
Oh hey there, Allyson! I see you back there in your nasty transition outfit.





Could you two have sat any farther away from each other?





Blake:"Cool! Booze and a floor show!"





This is David something-or-other. He came with the group. He decided to sing karaoke for us.





Be very grateful you can not hear his awful singing.
Ugh, he's killing me harshly with his song.





After David destroyed eveyone's ears Catkin and Blake gave it a go.





They sounded much, much better.





Emote, you two, Emote!








While Catkin and Blake are singing I hear something. What are you doing, Elle?
Elle:"Nothing! Why do you ask?"
Yeah, right. I see those crush hearts there. Stop flirting with David.





Catkin:"HEY GUYS! Oh, sorry, David. Hey I thinks it's time we went home, okay?"





"Blake's getting a little tired and a little smelly."
How about that? They had a great outing and my game didn't crash.





Back at the house Blake can't seem to find his way around the wolf to go inside.
Here's a hint: turn around and go the other way. The door's that way anyhow.





Isn't that cute? You and me and a ball o' stink? What a cute trio.





Still no job for either of them.
*sigh*





Catkin's not too worried about that.





She goes out to talk to Lisa Ramirez.





And Lisa quickly makes me regret sending Catkin out to talk to her by making a pain in the ass of herself.





Blake decides to pop the question to Catkin.
Blake:"Sweetheart, will you be mine?"
Dammit, Lisa, get out of the picture!





Lisa, don't make me go to your house and hurt you and your family.





Now she leaves! But they're engaged now anyway.





Blake then goes out and greets Dori Galaxia who just happened to be walking by.





Red hands is where it's at, I'm telling ya.





See? After playing with Blake she came in to play red hands with Catkin.
Why do you always look so disapproving, Lisa?





Dori soon got back at Lisa. Yeah, let's just see if you have the nerve to push a very pregnant, hormonal woman around.





Blake then went out and met Joe Demento who seems to have recovered from his lightening strike last time.
Oh, and Blake is now in his pajamas because he wanted to be.





Joe talks to the baby. *dies*
That is just too damn cute for words.





Blake and Catkin decided to have an at home date.











Everything was going very well and... ...





Uh...Joe? What the hell are you doing?





I've got one word for you, Joe. PRIVACY! Know that word? Learn it! Live it!







I think we need a group meeting concerning personal boundaries or something in this neighborhood.





Joe could you please leave them the fuck alone?





Actually, they couldn't have cared less if he was there or not. It was a dream date all the way.





At last, some privacy!





She wouldn't do this with him while they were in college but now that they're engaged and almost married she doesn't seem to mind.






Blake as been waiting a long damn time for this moment.





Catkin, you lie so badly. You know damn well you lost your cherry to Bradley in college.





While the happy couple are rocking the bed Joe entertains himself.





Blake:"I must give these lovely roses to my beloved Cat."
Uh, she's right behind you, Blake. You just walked past her.
"Must give roses to Cat."
Never mind.





Catkin:"Ooo, I don't feel so good. Did all that kissing make me pregnant?"
Nope. Kissing doesn't lead to babies. Woohoo leads to babies. Risky woohoo leads to faster babies!





Catkin:This is all Blakes fault! Blaarge!
Well, you're half right.





I finally got Blake a job as a natural scientist and started as a clam wrangler. As luck would have it he has Wednesday off. Catkin still can't find a job yet.





Just who did you make friends with besides the toilet, Catkin?





Blake:"Oh, come on! I was going to pee in that!"
Blake, this is a sensitive time for Catkin so cut her some slack.
A word to the wise; never piss off a hormonal woman.





Now would be a great time to hold the wedding!
Xerxes arrives. Ah, no, you're wrong. I don't think they will have to adopt.





Ding, ding, ding! Marylena gets it right though.





Besides Xerxes and Marylena Fava and Allyson were invited. And a walk-by invited herself.





Xerxes and Allyson:Humph. She could have dressed more appropriatley.








The new bride and groom. Catkin Galaxia is now Catkin Graham.





The union made a couple people very happy I see.





Obligatory cake shot.





What's with all the Allyson hate all of a sudden?





Xerxes and Allyson were playing x-box together and Allyson was playing from behind the couch.





Allyson:"The bitch took my seat."
You were doing fine on the floor just a few minutes ago.





Hamlet Brown keeps walking by all the time. This time he was walking by with Twinkle so I finally had Catkin go out and greet him.





Catkin:"Yeah, I just got married, ya know? We had to do it quick like because I got a bun in the ol' oven here. Wouldn't want to wait too long and have it be a bastard or anything."





Twinkle's thinking of marriage? Hah! He's probably glad he doesn't have to get married.





Blake came out to talk to Hamlet.





Then promptly hit him with a water balloon. Nice greeting for the poor kid.





Catkin:"Oh is Blake being a bit rough? Come here I'll give you a hug."
Hamlet:"Uh, no thanks. I'm fine, really."





Blake:"Hey, I'm sorry, dude. I didn't mean no harm by that. Hug?"
Hamlet:"No! What the fuck is wrong with you people?"





Since Hamlet wouldn't let either of them hug him they hugged each other.
(all of that was autonomous, by the way)





The next morning Blake is off to work and Catkin has her first pop.





She also finally found a job in the slacker career. Now all she has to do is wait until she drops the kid.





To pass the time until then she decided she couldn't live without a pet in the house so she got a little kitten.





I think the first thing you should teach him is not to Run in the middle of the road in front of traffic!





I don't think I've ever seen a kitten play with this.
His name is Padfoot, by the way.





Isn't he just the cutest thing?





When Blake got home that afternoon it didn't take him long to find the cat.





Catkin got her second pop in the middle of cooking dinner.





Padfoot:Hmmmm...she's makin' pancakes.
And, yes, this is the next morning. Nothing important happened between meals.





She answered the phone but her arm glitched.
Ah, it's just Lisa anyway. Who cares.





She informed Lisa of the soon-to-be blessed event.





I'm sure it was a great conversation.





Her arm stayed glitched for a little while there. That could make reading difficult.





Apparently it was nothing a cute little kitty couldn't fix.





Catkin:"Shoo Flee?"





Ear-piercing screams...husband sound asleep...must be baby birthing time.





Holy Crap! Dad's skin tone and not mom's? That never happens to me.





Oh hell no.





Oh hell yes. Twins! And this one has moms skin tone.
Wait a minute. Where's Blake?





The proud father is making himself breakfast. Well let it not be said that childbirth spoiled Blake's appetite.





The babies are both boys. This is Uriah and the other one shall be called Ulster.





After he finished his breakfast Blake was willing to feed Uriah.





Blake:"What a minute. I just put Uriah in his crib there. What's this other crib? And who's the green baby in there?"
That's your other son, dingus. That's why they call them "twins". Two for the price of one.





Catkin's sleeping and both babies are stinking and crying.
Welcome to fatherhood, Blake!





Padfoot:"Could someone turn the volume down on these two?"





Blake is on diaper duty.
I think he missed his grip with Ulster.





He did better with Uriah.





Padfoot:Do they really expect me to share a room with these two screaming tail pullers?
Padfoot is less then impressed by the twins.





Bake invited Prof. Joe over. Jan just invited herself.





Blake:"I'm working now and making some decent money but it looks like I'm going to have to get a promotion soon since we have two babies now."
Prof. Joe:"Checkmate."





Blake wanted to freestyle for tips so I let him.





The proffesor gave him a hundred simoleons. LOL!





Jan stood for hours in the nursery staring at Ulster until he finally woke up, then she whisked him out to the sink to bathe him.
Creepy neighbors. I gots them.





I had Catkin hire the nanny so Blake will be able to get some rest while she goes to work at night. At least, that was the plan.





I quickly realize she can not leave Ulster alone. She picks him up, puts him back in crib then picks him up again. Three Times in a Row She Did This.





Then she changed his diaper twice (not dirty) and fed him Three Bottles of Milk.
This is blatant favoritism. What about poor Uriah?





You are so asking to be boolproped into oblivion aren't you?





She never did manage to feed Uriah but she did stand there and stared at him for awhile.






Blake has been promoted to scatmaster.
I think he's been around the chemicals for too long.





Padfoot grew into a nice looking cat.





You know if I tried tossing one of my cats this way I'd be afraid I'd get my face shredded.





Oh, look! Vesta invited herself in! Maybe I should have them lock their front door.





And why does everyone snatch Ulster and feed him?
What's wrong with Uriah anyway? Has he got cooties or something?





She did feed Uriah.
Eventually.





Blake:"I just wanted to say congrats on such a great wedding party you had."
You were there too, Blake.





Padfoot prefers sleeping in a bed where there aren't screaming ankle-biters nearby.





Catkin, you just got on that thing but I think you've had enough already.





That's alright, nanny. Just walk right in and join us. After all, nobody's paying you to LOOK AFTER THE KIDS! >:(





A hyper active wolf decided to run all over the yard.





Or maybe he was just trying to get someone's attention.
Wolf with a broken neck? Oww?





I think someone needs to call animal control. Now.


That was pretty much the end of their week. Catkin did get a promotion also before the week ended. Not bad for going to work only once.
I just want to leave you with one last image and a few words of wisdom.
Nannys are now and will be for always...






FULL OF GODDAMN FAIL!