And then
the Roman said to the bartender, “If I had wanted two martini, I would have
ordered two!” Hahaha!
Oh Willow,
you’re such a blast! Your jokes are always intelligent and funny. I’m so glad I
get to spend so much time with you. How convenient your college classes haven’t
started yet, otherwise you surely would be too busy to hang around.
Oh believe
me, I would always make time for you. Ever since I graduated from high school,
I learned what it means to surround myself with other adults. All those
childish teenagers back in school drove me crazy.
WILLOW!
What do you think you’re doing out here on a regular school day? And what do
you mean, ever since you graduated high school? Last time I checked, you still
went here.
But lady,
wherever you are, how can Willow still be in school when she is already 21?
There’s something that doesn’t quite add up. Besides, where are you, anyway? I
can hear your voice, but I can’t see you. That freaks me out.
What freaks
ME out is that Willow has obviously been lying to you. She’s underage, and she
is definitely still in school. And it doesn’t matter that you can’t see me, all
that matters is that I can see you. I see all! And now, Willow, get back to
school!
You can’t
make me, you… party pooper!
That’s
right, but I can make your dad call you home, and then you’re going to be in a
lot of trouble for not attending classes. Your lovely acquaintance might want
to go home now. There’s nothing to see here, move on – shoo!
Later that
night Willow decided not to come home at all. Instead she hung out with whoever
came her way until 4 a.m . Luckily she gained the “Rebellious” Trait when she
became a teenager, otherwise she surely would have been caught by the police.
And that would have raised a lot of questions, ones that I could not have answered.
When she
snuck into bed, most of her family was already up again. It’s good for her that
her younger siblings didn’t tell their parents. A lot of luck going on here,
let me tell you! By now, it was around 5.30, and Willow headed straight for her
bedroom. Young lady, you are SO not going to miss school today! I can’t drag
you there, but believe me, I will stare at you without blinking until you get
up.
Aaaah, shut
up. Just let me get some sleep now, and I’ll be fine.
Surprisingly,
her alarm went off two hours later. Her need for sleep had just been reduced to
a level that was no longer red, but just yellow. Excellent. Hey, wasn’t there a
science test you had to take today?
Let me tell
you something about school, preferably while you fetch me some coffee. Black,
no sugar or milk. Thanks. School doesn’t teach me anything I want to know, or
anything I need to know. When I was a kid, I watched over dad’s shoulder while
he did his scientific experiments and I saw how miraculous the world can be.
Unfortunately, school won’t teach me that. I’m rebelling against the system of attending
mind-numbing classes that are unnecessary and don’t prepare me for the real
world. If I have to solve one more equation about a person buying 526 water
melons and selling ¾ for twice the price, in order to find out the age of said
person, I’m going to punch someone. Seriously. Now, where’s my coffee?
Willow, I
think I have underestimated you. Sorry that I doubted your motives. Here’s your
coffee, I added a cereal bar. Oh, and what’s that I’m seeing? A lifetime wish,
just like your mother’s? Done.
Yeah, I’m
going to be a Robot Cross-Breeder someday. That science career is mine.
But first
it was time for Xander to grow up into a teenager. He had been very quiet
lately, and I was worried he was afraid of aging up.
Oh, what a
cute guy! He developed a rather interesting taste when it comes to clothes – I like
it. Right now, I can’t remember his fourth trait, shame on me… But I’ll look it
up and get back to you! To my defence, there was a lot going on that week. Four
other birthdays were upon me, and we had to get through all of them. The last
led to the official start of generation 3!
Alfie aged
up into an adorable senior who continued to be hard on his daughter at least
once a day, preferably in the evening. Although he had never learned about that
school-skipping thing, he must have sensed that something was wrong.
Willow, for
the love of god, will you ever consider wearing something green? My legacy here
is almost over, which you can see from the fact that this is the first time I’m
being mentioned in my own chapter, and you have to look good on those pictures.
Just try something green. Anything. Please!
No, dad.
Just no. I hate green, at least on my clothes, so I’m sticking with blue.
Young lady,
you’re going to be the death of me. And of all fashion sense in the world.
Then it was
Dawn’s time to age up into a teenager. I was quite pleased with her outer
appearance, and I actually think she resembles her namesake a bit.
For some
odd reason, her younger sister Tara had her birthday on the very same day,
although they hadn’t been born twins. I’m not going to argue with the game,
because I would lose. So let’s just say: congratulations to being a teenager, Tara! She
developed an unusual fashion sense, which can be seen in her other outfits
better than in this one, and I decided to have her stick around for a bit.
And then.
The moment you have been waiting for. Willow was finally done being a teenie,
and she entered the real world with a BANG, and a very loud one. Seriously, can
you hear those tights screaming? We worked on this particular outfit for, I kid
you not, over an hour. And another hour went by for the other outfits. Hearing
her thoughts and her attitude impressed me so much that I decided she would get
the attention she deserves.
And with a
few giant pieces of cake, and people all dressed appropriately (that’s a
first!), Alfie’s era ended. From now on he was on his own. I wanted to write a
few sentimental words in the end, but he deserves to speak up himself.
*burps* Oh.
I didn’t think I’d ever get a chance to say something, I wasn’t prepared. Wait,
I don’t have a speech or anything! Um… creative thoughts… inspiring words… uh…
Can I get back to you on that?
Sure, we’re
distracted by your wife peeing yourself now, anyway. -5 *sighs* Here’s my
suggestion. I’ll make a transition chapter, and you can include your speech
then, alright?
Deal. So
bye for now, dear readers! You’ve accompanied me through so much, and I love
all of you.
Author's Notes: And that's it! Willow's birthday into adulthood marks the end of Generation 2. As promised, a transition/final tally chapter will follow soon, and hopefully Alfie is prepared by then. Stick around for an exciting and scientific Generation 3!
