Wang House 1, Round 1

Parker is 31, Jones is 65, Carter and Harper are 1.

Jones: *sigh* You idiot.
Parker: No, we're not going through this again.
Jones: You nincompoop.
Parker: Don't you think you've insulted me enough?  I said I was sorry.
Jones: Oh I am far from done.  Moron.
Parker: That's it.  I'm not just going to stand here and take this.  Come on Carter, let's go inside and take that scarf off.

Parker: Say "alien". A-li-en.
Carter: Nooo!
Parker: *sigh* This is the hard part.  Why couldn't we get any of that stuff they said they could feed to human babies and make them smart?

Jones: You're doing great Harper.  One, two.  That's because, thanks to your incompetence, we could not contact home base for them to send it down to us.  That is also why we do not have access to the brainwave stimulating headgear, the oxytocin-producing eyewear, and most importantly, the formula that extends the lifespan of these bodies. Since you do not want to contact them for fear that they will see me and start asking questions.
Parker: Look, I said I was sorry!
Jones: This has nothing to do with how apologetic you are.  Though you are rather sorry.
Parker: Hey, that was mean.

Parker: Ooh, people.
Jones: I guess I will just stay here and prepare food then.
Parker: Thanks!

Severin: Hi, we're your neighbors, just down the street.  I met these two gentlemen on my way down.
Parker: Good afternoon.  Would you like to mate with me?
Severin: That's a good one!
Jones: Parker!
Parker: What?

Severin: This is, um, very crunchy macaroni and cheese. *cough* Not used to that.
Parker: *whispering* Is this one, as they say, "homosexual"?
Jones: *whispering* No, this one is, as they say, "married".
Parker: *whispering* How do you know?
Jones: *whispering* The ring on the fourth finger of his left hand.
Parker: *whispering* I keep forgetting to check that.  Is that when they only mate with one person?
Jones: *whispering* Usually.  If he is still open to mating with you anyway, it won't be today.
Severin: Um, am I missing something?
Parker: No.  We're just talking about how handsome you are.
Jones: Parker!
Parker: What?  He is!
Severin: Well, thank you.

Goettsch: And work is boring.  Best to live it up while you can, sweetie.
Parker: I think you're my, as they say, "soulmate."
Goettsch: Oh ho, what I wouldn't have given to hear a young pretty girl like you say that about 40 years ago.
Parker: Would you like to go back about 40 years?  I'm sure I can have that arranged.
Jones: Parker!
Parker: What?  I can!

Jones: You seem to forget that these organisms are not as advanced as we.  They still haven't mastered star system travel yet.  If you talk about reversing the effects of aging, they will think you are, as they say, "crazy".  And then they will not want to mate with you.  The best you can hope for is that they think you are not being serious, or "joking".
Are you ready for your nap now, Carter?

Parker: The mission.  Always the mission.  And I have to do even more work since I already messed up.

Parker: Bearing twins was a help, but Jones is never going to let me live it down that I messed up her chronological age.  And the names.  And the skin color, and the eyes... *sigh*

Parker: Okay, Harper.  Say "chair."
Harper: Chair!
Parker: Very good!  Yes, you sit on a chair.

Parker: Now you need a bath.  Jones, how long before we can get rid of the diapers?

Jones: Either when they are potty trained, or when they become children.  Better to potty train them, but we are running out of time.  Hold still, now.

Parker: Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you!
Jones: Good we can start teaching them the mission as well.  Bad that we ran out of time to finish potty training them.  Hopefully they won't have any accidents.

Harper: Why do you think Grandma keeps saying we came here from outer space?
Carter: Iono.  I thought we came from Ohio. *munch*
Harper: Do you think we have to go back to outer space?  I don't want to go.
Carter: Just hide when you see them coming.
Harper: But how will we know?
Carter: Well, they have to come from the sky, cause they're coming from space, and at night, so regular people can't see them.  So you have to go outside and keep watch with the telescope so you can warn us.
Harper: Ok, I'll go right away!
Carter: *snicker*

Parker: Yes, I love beards. *pause* That makes so much sense! *pause* No, I've never considered becoming a werewolf. *pause* Or dyeing my hair.  I can though. *pause* Anything for my soulmate.

Harper: I'm gonna win this time!
Carter: Did you check for aliens yet?
Harper: Oh no!
Carter: I win.
Harper: I gotta go, but we will have a rematch!
Carter: *snicker*

Parker: Harper, what are you doing out here?
Harper: Aaah!  Oh, it's you, Mom.  I gotta keep watch for the aliens.
Parker: What do you mean?
Harper: They're gonna take Carter and me away to outer space!  I gotta make sure we can hide.
Parker: You know, I never thought about that.  You go ahead and keep watch for us.  Tell me or Grandma if you see them.
Harper: Ok Mom.  I love you, Mom.
Parker: I love you too.

Parker: The twins are now convinced that they're going to be abducted now.  Did you tell them that?
Jones: Of course not.  I simply told them that they're originally from outer space and that their mission was to have lots of children to continue our race on Earth.  Why in the world would I tell them right after that they would be leaving Earth?
Parker: Their birth certificates say they're from Ohio.  Stop confusing them.
Jones: We have a mission.  They need to be ready when the time comes.  And so do you.  Since I cannot complete my mission thanks to your idea of a practical joke, I will do all in my power to help the three of you, and hopefully more, to complete that mission.

Parker: Hello soulmate.
Goettsch: It's always a pleasure to see you Parker.
Parker: I can do better than that.

Parker: Soulmates must mate!  It is in the name!
Goettsch: I won't argue with that!

Jones: If I have to hear all of that noise, she had better start gestating.

Goettsch: Pizza too? You're spoiling me.
Jones: Parker, you are not gestating.
Parker: You think I don't know that?
Jones: Mr. Sholai, I do not want to be rude, but Parker and I need to have a private conversation.  Besides, the children will soon be home.
Goettsch: Okie dokie.  I'll see you later Parker.
Parker: Definitely.

Jones: The least you can do is start gestating, especially if I can hear you.
Parker: Oh, sorry, I didn't know you could.  But I can't control when I start gestating.  I'll try again.  Happily.
Jones: I'm sure you will.

Jones: Shouldn't your friend be heading home?  It's late.
Harper: This is Alex, Grandma.  He came home with us on the school bus.
Jones: What's your last name, Alex?
Alex: Branwen.
Parker: Oh good, I'll tell your father to come and get you.

Severin: Thanks for calling, Parker.  You'll have to forgive Nadia.  She's usually really nice.
Parker: I'm confused, not insulted.  I don't know how I'm supposed to stuff anything up my---
Jones: Parker!
Parker: What?

Parker: I got the ingredients for my cake!
Jones: What cake?
Parker: My birthday cake!  My birthday is in just a few weeks.
Jones: It's next month.  And my "birthday" is before yours.  Where is my cake?
Parker: Um, I wouldn't suggest that I cook anything.  That's why I work.

(Author's note: I forgot how much fun new families are to play.  So yes, they are aliens.  I have Almighty Hat's Multi-Technician Mod, so Parker or the kids can get abducted and pregnant and there is no weirdness.  I did borrow the initial idea from ASimWen, and tweaked it to my liking.

And yes, my sims have ages and birthdays and all kinds of behind the scenes stuff that will show itself in future posts.)

Thanks for reading!