Current legacy: The Keys Family, Gen 4

When Prim got back, he updated Lacey on what he found during his adventures. She was fairly concerned, but tried to keep on a brave face. 

Lacey: But you’re sure you’re feeling okay now?

Prim: Don’t worry about me. I felt entirely fine one I got some distance from whatever the heck that thing was.

Lacey: Well, in good news…I caught 3 fish!

Prim: Lacey! That’s amazing! You’re a natural!

The pride on Lacey’s face wiped the entire expedition out of Prim’s mind, and he couldn’t stop staring at her proud smile.

Prim: Should I get the fire started so we can enjoy our feast?

Lacey: Please do. I’ll see if I can catch one more before you’re done.

Whitney: Girls! Dance with your momma! Shake it!

Emmie: Are we really going to do this?

Savannah: This baby has gotta come out one way or the other. And I’m not dancing alone. Plus, we’ve got mooooves.

Whitney: That’s the spirit! Now let loose! Partyyyyy!

These two seriously can’t keep their hands off of each other. Get a room, you two.

Whitney: This is our house. You leave.

Emmie: How is my favorite niece/nephew doing today?

Savannah: They won’t stop kicking me in the ribs. It’s lovely.

Emmie: That’s my future soccer star! Scoring goals from the womb onward. You’ve got a head-start to your competition, little one.

Savannah: Stop making me laugh, I already can’t breathe as it is.

Upon walking closer, Prim noticed a shift in the air. As he approached the panels, the hair on the back of his arms started to stand up and he felt small zaps at the tips of his toes whenever he would step. The buzzing coming off the panels was nearly undetectable to the human ear, but it kept the wildlife far away from the horrendously pitched noise. 

Another bump update with Savannah! How are you feeling, babe?

Savannah: Huge. I want this baby OUT OF ME. 

You’re so close to being done! Hang in there!

If you guys didn’t know, Emmie started running a daycare out of their guest house. She absolutely adores children, and seems to never get discouraged despite however many children poop/vomit on her. If you couldn’t tell, she has amazing relationships with all of the kids and refuses to set them down.

Emmie: THEY’RE SO CUTE HOW COULD YOU NOT JUST SNUGGLE THEM 24/7!?!?

Em, you woke one of the toddlers up.

After an hour of fruitless fishing, Lacey finally felt something tug at the end of her line.

Lacey: I DID IT! Welcome to your death, little fishy. It’s nothing personal, I just need lunch.

Jacob: Hey, sweetie. How are you feeling?

Savannah: A lot better. The first trimester was the worst part, I think. Now my worst symptom is just my intense cravings. I swear, I could eat cereal all day.

Jacob: I hear ya, honey. I guess you and my grandbaby is taking after your ol’ pop. Did I ever tell you about the time that--Uh, hi, John.

Savannah: Hey grandpa!

Jacob: Your grandfather casually walking through your cereal doesn’t bother you?

Savannah: No, why? Should it?

After leaving the art museum, Elijah and Emmie decided to walk and talk on the way to their cars. 

Emmie: Hey, I had a super fun time today. Do you want to go see a movie tonight? That new horror movie about the talking socks came out yesterday.

Elijah: I had a great time too. But, if we’re going to keep whatever this is up, you need to know something. I don’t...have a lot of money. Moving here really set me back, and my broken pipes at my new place pretty much ate up the last of my savings. I don’t want your pity or anything, but I thought you should know. I understand if you want to hangout with someone more...your speed.

Emmie: My speed?

Elijah: I’ve seen your house, Em. I know you’re not exactly “lower class”. 

Emmie: Elijah. I need you to listen to me when I say this...I really like you. I like you as the blue-haired, tattooed, funny guy I met outside my favorite bookstore. I couldn’t care less about how much money you have.

Elijah: But--

Emmie: “But” nothing. As long as this isn’t some long-winded way of trying to ghost me, it would be my honor to pay for your movie ticket tonight.

Elijah: For sure not. But you know I can’t accept that! 

Emmie: C’mon, you’ll pay me back by letting me hide behind you during the scary parts.

Prim jogged around for a bit, deciding his best bet was to head as far as he could in one direction so he could get a wider scope of the land. About 40 minutes after he set out, he stumbled upon something....odd.

Prim: Huh? What IS that? I guess there’s only one way to find out.

Elijah: Huh. This piece is really...interesting. Very....bold?

Emmie: Really? I hate it.

Elijah: Oh? I just--

Emmie: I guess you could say it’s.

..................Pretty shitty.

These two lovebirds went on another date. This time, they decided to go to the art gallery. Safe to say that they spent about 2% of the time looking at the art and the other 98% of the time staring at each other. 

Lacey: Ugh. Bating the hook is still gross, if you were wondering.

Prim: I’d offer to be prince charming and do it for you, but I’m a huge neat freak, too.

Prim and Lacey stood for a bit, listening to the bugs buzz and the birds chirp. The silence was peaceful, despite the circumstances. 

Lacey: Let me get the hang of fishing for a bit before I teach you anything.

Bump update! It seems like all Savannah does now is roll her eyes and complain about her back aching.

Savannah: Pregnancy isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I’m tired and sore and pukey all the damn time. 

You’re doing amazing, sweetie!

Jacob: May I have this dance, my love?

Whitney: As long as you don’t mind if I step on your toes.

With a burst of adrenaline, these two burst into the room. 

Prim: It’s just...a toilet.

Lacey: And a shower...if you could even call it that.

Prim: So I guess they decided to grant us some shred of humanity. No bathing in the pond for us.

Lacey: So, I guess this is our life. No floors and half-working plumbing.

Prim: For now, at least. They did say they’d give us a proper house in a few days time. I bet they need to make sure we’ll play nice, first. 

Lacey: Ugh, doesn’t it creep you out that they’re watching us?

Prim: Meh. I guess. I’m more concerned about my inability to catch enough fish to survive.

Lacey: I use to fish with my nanny when I was a kid all the time! I know a thing or two, even if baiting the hook is absolutely disgusting.

Prim: Sounds gross. Teach me a thing or two?

Lacey: Only if you let me have a shower first so I can have the hot water.