Chapter Thirty-Eight → It's the way that I wanna live, I can do just what I feel

Andrew was a rebellious sort, he enjoyed sneaking up on people and scaring them and setting booby traps or pulling pranks. So when the house fell under the fire of a bunch of pranks, everyone thought it was him.

Between computer traps.

And the classic hair dye in the shower, everyone was about ready to kick Andrew's ass. Only the boy never seemed to be around when the tricks were done.

Tamara and Jarvis were starting to think they owed Andrew an apology, if only they knew where that boy was....

Oh there he is, getting a head start on that drinking problem are we?

"Andrew, stop, we're suppose to doing homework." Shayna said when Andrew attempted to get handsy.

"Come on, you know you want me."

"What about Clifford?" Although to be fair, she did want him. Most girl's did, he was kind of a playboy.

"What about Clifford?" Andrew asked.

"Aren't you dating him?"

"I'm really really not."

"But..."

"Call it curiosity." He said, pulling her closer.

"Curiosity killed the cat."

"I still have eight lives."

Meh, what the hell.

You better have wrapped it Andrew, i don't want any accidents!

It was late by the time Andrew got home, luckily no one noticed. Tamara was trying out the new hot tub that she had been sent, while Jarvis played househusband. 

The younger siblings were too busy with late homework, homework sucked.

That night there had been a break in attempt on the Li house, only no one really knew about it because Nicholas's father Pyramus had been up late tending his garden when he saw the thief.

Safe to say, the neighborhood is a very good one.

The family was oblivious to the would be break in, and that Friday brought with it Audra's birthday. Everyone was excited, the children raced home as fast as they could.

With cake on the sideboard, everyone cheered as she blew out the candles. Cora was once again, in her bathing suit.

Audra would just like you to know that she is still not impressed, and in no way is eating that cake, in fact...

Better to be safe than sorry, and what the hell is that noise!?

Sweet Jesus, Jarvis must you hammer the brand new stove right this second!?

Weekend montage!

Pouncing Pink Dinosaur playing video games.

As well as playing in mom and dad's room, Spock Arthur, you should know better than to play in there.

Scribble scribble scribble.

Trimming down the fat.

 And showing off.

And of course, painting. "You know, someone might have touched that piano before you." Jarvis teased.

"It's okay dad, i brought Lysol."

Not to mention cooking as well as dealing with Audra's occasional freak out. "I don't care if you think they're sending signals through your teeth, you're not pulling your fillings out! Jarvis, go make sure she doesn't have pliers before i hit her over the head with this box of noddles."

Ah, family dinners. "The tomatoes came from your grandfather's garden, they're fine, the meal is one hundred percent eco friendly, now eat it."

"Pesticides."

"Jarvis?"

"Eat it or starve."

......Wait a minute guys, we're missing two.

Ah, there she is, apparently dinosaurs don't eat spaghetti. Cora is no doubt somewhere in her bathing suit, senility was hitting her hard.

The family that pees together, stays together. Uh, Audra, that's a bidet, not a toilet, you're not actually suppose to use it like that.

That rule also apparently applies to karate.

They were an odd family, but they knew it. Between their various skin tones and diluted fay blood, they weren't ever destined to be normal. And for the most part they were okay with it, although it could be hard on the children sometimes.

Speaking of children, in a fit of teenaged angst, Andrew took a pair of scissors to his hair, chopping off his ponytail, leaving him slightly shaggy looking. It was only the first of the many changes that day was to bring, for it was Arthur and Aurora's birthday and after school they'd have a party and age up into teens as well. Only one problem....

 Cora seemed to have other plans, dying a mere before the children got home, unable to say goodbye.

Tamara was, understandably, inconsolable.

The children, who were also mourning the loss of their grandmother, decided against cake and loud noise makers. Instead they aged up on their own, in their rooms. First up was Arthur.

Who was damn pretty and he knew it, even the PacMan ghost lamp couldn't keep his eyes off him.

Next was Aurora, who was just happy for a reason to be cross eyed.

Luckily she didn't stay that way.

Only time would tell if having five teenagers under one roof would work or if the family would implode from the insanity.

Chapter Notes:

Not a lot of story to this one, i find when there's nothing significant to the story happening, i tend to lapse into narrative  sorry if my jumping between the two drives any of you bonkers. Aurora grew up stunning! I know you can't really tell from the two pictures i've posted of her, the first one of just her face sans hair and second on has a pole in front of her. But she's one hell of a looker, and Arthur's adorable. Audra kinda looks like a green Rihanna, i know it sounds crazy but you gotta see her head on to see what i mean. I might take an in CAS picture of her and post it just to show what i mean.

The teens traits are: Audra: Natural Cook, Arthur: Shy, Aurora: Vehicle Enthusiast.

Cora finally died, i was waiting for her too because now i can get started working on gen four, mawhahaha. She lived 26 days past the end of her life bar, which is close but still doesn't beat Kinsley who lived for 35 days past. Oh and a picture of Tamara's newest tattoo, it's on her hand...

BONUS PIC!

The Reaper decided to stay for a bit and go for a dip, he changed into his swim suit and ran off to the pool. Nice flippers!