Chapter 50: Aging Down
Hazel: Who's a cute little boy?
Ben: *toddler giggles*
Hazel: No, that wasn't the correct answer. It's you!
He can't speak yet.
Hazel: Jamie! Why can't the toddler speak?! It's faulty!
Jamie: You haven't taught it yet.
Hazel: I'll go look for the warranty.
It? Faulty? Sometimes I think I'd rather have failed the decadynasty again than let you two be parents.*
Jamie: Toothbrush. You use a toothbrush to brush your teeth. Oh, wait, you don't know what a tooth is yet. They're the sharp things in your mouth. Did I explain mouth? It's this thing here *points*. No, actually, scrap that, you don't have teeth yet, you're a toddler.
Ben: ...
Jamie: Let's try a different word. Make-up. Make-up is what you use to make yourself pretty. Well, girls do. Daddy and you aren't girls, so we don't use make-up. I mean, not that you can't use make-up. If you want to use make-up that's fine with me, but other boys might laugh and you do need to have children to carry on this family. Or the watcher will kill us. But I'm not saying you can't wear make-up, just that you possibly shouldn't.
Ben: Daddy, you're rubbish at teaching me to speak.
Jamie: I know I'm rubbish. Let's go find your mother instead.
Hazel: There's a good boy, come on, just step forward, trust mummy.
Ben: I'm walking! I'm walking!
Hazel: You're such a clever boy! Let's see if you can do it by yourself.
Ben: This way's much more fun.
Hazel: Yes, but it isn't walking, is it?
Is he doing a forward roll? Maybe this is a sign that he should be an acrobat.
Ben: Wheeee!
Hazel: I'm going to go finds my husband, and leave my son to be mad by himself.
Hazel: Happy birthday!
Jamie: Really? You got me a birthday present!? That's amazing, nobody's ever got me a birthday present before!
I can't believe how excited you are considering that your birthday was five days ago now.
Hazel: It took a long time to sort out, okay.
I don't think he cares. I think he's geniunely excited by this.
Jamie: What does it do? Oh, is it a special sort of juice?
Hazel: Since when was there a toilet randomly in the basement?
Jamie: I have a finger?! You bought me a new finger?!
No. You're Young Again.
Jamie: Oh yeah. Is this what you were planning, Hazel?
Nope, this was my plan. I have no idea what Hazel's plan is either.
Hazel: Mwahaha. All in good time. All in good time.
You haven't actually got one, have you?
Hazel: Stop being a doubter.
Hazel: Well, seeing as that didn't explode him, I'll have mine now.
I hope you're joking.
Hazel: Nope. Wasn't really sure I'd made them right, so I wasn't going to take it first, was I?
Hazel: OMG! It really does do weird things to your fingers!
Harry and Savannah throw a party, so Hazel toddles off round there to see what's going on.
Hazel: So, how's it going?
Savannah: You know, the usual. Still have to wear my wedding dress to parties. Your mum's keyboard is still invisible. Your dad won't stop playing Freezer Bunny Adventures at 2am. Harry still can't work the dishwasher.
Hazel: In short, nothing has changed.
Creepy man: I think an evil plot is coming on.
Just a quick shot of Stephen as a teen.
Stephen: Leave me alone.
Jamie is getting used to his young adult face again, and praticing charisma in the hope that it's possible to become the Leader of the Free World despite being a loser and unlucky. he got an opportunity to transfer career from business to politics, and I let him, seeing as I'd changed his LTW to swimming in cash for a reason I can't remember anyway.
Jamie: If you won't stop talking, I can't practice my speech, can I?
Ben: Help. HELP.
Should you be holding babies up in the air near a flaming bowl of fire?
Hazel: What's a bowl of fire going to be if it isn't flaming?
Oh, just don't set him on fire.
Ben: No, please don't abandon me, I don't want to be near this fire!
*Author's Note: My first attempt failed before I even had chance to write a story on it. I moved Chris in on something like day 3 of the game, and he transformed to a vampire shortly after the wedding. Some of the pictures in the first couple of chapters are actually of the first attempt though, because they still made sense.
