Terrik watches some TV before he has to head off to work.
Gryfter does some laps.
Cheesy gets down with his bad self.
Most everybody else is tippity tappin on them damn geekboxes, as Grammy Bandit used to say.
Except Charon, who has decided to change his aspiration to be a great chef. He's cooking up a storm. Also, it's talk like a pirate day, apparently. All this really does is change a lot of my commands to confusing pirate lingo. Bunk down? Catch 40 winks? Which means sleep and which means nap? I have no idea.
The music speaker in the kitchen dance floor breaks. Cheesy does his best to fix it.
Wasabi just isn't herself, or even dressed, until she's had her coffee.
Cheesy grabs the mic and serenades the breakfast-eaters.
Wasabi's a party animal, and that means she wants to throw parties. Her birthday is coming up within the next day, so that gives her the perfect excuse. She invites everyone she knows (well, it'll only let her invite 15 people, even if they already live here), hires entertainment and a bartender, and Charon, given his new aspiration, volunteers to cater. It's set for 9pm... that should give everybody enough time to rest up and be ready for fun!
Luca wants to go for a walk, but Li Jun is so engrossed in her music, and she's getting really good... Wasabi takes him instead.
Uh, this is like... the world's most magical leash or something.
They barely get a block down and across the street before Luca is pooped. He's getting old... a little greyer in the muzzle, and long in the tooth...
To further his nerdy aspirations, Gryfter tries his hand at woodworking.
Terrik returns from work, and grabs a bite with Charon, who can't get over the smell of his own cooking.
Cheesy tries to have a nap, but Li Jun's violin practice keeps waking him up.
General Specific arrives home just as a huge thunderstorm hits. As far as his performance goes, though, he's doing great.
The storm forces me to move the tiki bar I got for the party that night indoors. I have to rearrange the kitchen a bit to make everything fit.
9pm rolls around. I had everybody take a nap around 8, so they should be good to go. They change into their party duds, and guests begin arriving.
Uh oh. Charon is still asleep. He hasn't even baked the cake yet for this party he's supposed to be catering. And no matter what I do, I can't compel him to wake up. Must be that lazy trait.
Still, people seem to be finding ways to entertain themselves.
Wasabi hired an entertainer for the occasion... but she.. uh... isn't very good at the guitar.
Gryfter goes for a soak and passes right the heck out.
The mixologist Wasabi hired doesn't even arrive until almost 11pm!
Vidya saves the day?
Charon FINALLY wakes up and gets to work on that cake.
Turns out the entertainer is MUCH better at the piano than she was at the guitar.
Wasabi blows out the candles...
... and with a twirl, is no longer a spring chicken.
At some point, General Specific joined Gryfter in bubbly dreamland.
Alright, well, there were some hiccups and false starts, but everybody seems to have enjoyed themselves.
Around 3am, everybody staggers home.
My usual time to move on to the next household is 5am, but it's delayed a little bit because I have to make sure Terrik finishes taking care of Luca before he goes to work. Poor guy got sick, and now he must wear the cone of shame.