#meior

April: It says here to mix red food coloring with warm water...

April: I want to add a little yellow food coloring too.

Meior: Are you sure this’ll be safe?

April: It doesn’t says that it’ll harm anything. It’s just a different color to make it more appealing.

Meior: Well I’ll get the clay going for the volcano.

April: Can you read to me what we need to mix so I can store it in the system?

Meior: Sure...Mix 6 cups of flour, 2 cups of salt, 4 tablespoons of cooking oil, and 2 cups of water.

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Meior’s phone ring.

Meior: Hey you!...I didn’t noticed you called me earlier...My phone must’ve been in my room....

Meior: Mmhmm....Well I could try. I’m just helping my little sister with her science project....

*Laugh shyly* Meior: I miss you too.....No, today is my dads off day....no, no, no I don’t think either of us is ready for that...

Besides...my dad isn’t too fond of meeting new people...

I can’t say too much because I do have channel 7 news sitting right next to me......Ok well..give me about an hour....See you soon.

Meior: I’ll check your work when I get back home.

Tate clears his throat while meeting his daughter at the door.

Tate: Listen. I’m trying to be cool about this because I know that you don’t normally do this, missing curfew crap and I’m willing to give you the benefit of the doubt.

Tate: Straight up, no chaser..where you been?

Meior: Ok. I was with a friend. We were just chilling on his front porch and-...

Tate: His?...Friend?

Meior: Yes daddy. My friend is a guy.

Meior: He is really cool and I’d like for you to meet him.

Tate: What’s his name?

Meior: ...Anthony...

Remembering his youngest, April mentioning a guy.

Tate: Sure! Why not.

Meior becomes excited and giggly.

Tate: Matter fact, invite him to the Halloween party.

Meior: Really Daddy!?

Tate: Of course. I need to know who my daughter is breaking the rules for.

Meior: Nooo, it’s nothing like that.

Tate: Yea iight. I gotta get ready for work.

Meior: Thank you daddy.

Tate: Mmhmm. Don’t make me regret it.

Meior: I promise you won’t!

Tate went to visit his good friend Lizzie and her twins.

Tate: So you remember how I was telling you that April snitched on her sister? I’m normally telling her to say out of her sister business but I’m kinda glad she told me. I’m not sure what is going on. Meior never broke her curfew before.

Lizzie: Far as you know.

Tate: What you mean?

Lizzie: All I’m saying is; give her a break. You got some really good kids, Tate and I don’t think it’s nothing more going on between her and this guy friend, far as woohoo.

Lizzie: If it makes you feel better, invite him to the Halloween party. Scope him out and see what you think of him.

Tate: Funny thing. I’m way ahead of you.

Lizzie: See! great minds think alike!

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                  Meior was doing some light cleaning around the house.

♫♫ Let me catch a vibe, let’s just take our time, just relax your mind...and take it eeaasy ♫♫

♫♫ Don’t have to decide, you do, i do, I...Don’t have to be mine, let’s take it eeaasy ♫♫

Meior phone rings

Meior: Hey!...Oh nothing, just doing a bit of cleaning...

Meior: ...Surprisingly...he wasn’t mad...nope...Well yea, Here’s a thing..

Meior: I asked if he could meet you and he said to invite you to the Halloween party...I. kid. you. not!

Meior...It doesn’t matter. Wear whatever it is you’re feeling-just don’t punk out...

Meior: Hey daddy! Are you gonna get dressed for the party?

Tate: I ‘am dressed.

Meior: Oh. What are you suppose to be?

Tate: I’m a Thug baby girl.

Meior: Oh daddy. He’s not that type of guy, trust me.

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                                    One Hour And Sum Later

Meior: You made it! You didn’t chicken out.

Anthony: Nah neva dat shorty. So...What you think of my fit?

Meior: Look like you was attacked by wolves and the only thing that made it was your shoes.

Anthony: Joke?

Meior: *Giggles* Yea...Sorta.

Meior: So let’s get right to it. Are you ready to meet my dad?

Anthony: I ain’t got much of a choice, let’s do it.

SN: Anthony voice sorta drags when he talks. It’s almost like he connects every word that he says.

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After taking a quick look at Anthony, and not properly introducing his self, he looks to his daughter Meior.

Eye’s all cocked like a pistol as if it was something Meior forgot to tell him about Anthony.

Tate: Say man...How old are you?

Meior: DADDY!

In the middle of a conversion with his dad...

Johnta: I prefer to eat the salad because that ham don’t look right.

Tate: It’s pretty tasty man. You should taste it...give your sister some credit.

Johnta: No lie dad...if it was credit worthy far as looks...then I have no problem giving her credit.

Meior: Wow. How nice of you, Johnta. 

Johnta: I’m just being one-hundoe.  The Ham looking kinda rubbery.

April: Yea. It is a bit wiggly.

April: I understand that it’s only a practice meal but you need to take a look on Simstube before the holiday because we can’t feed our family and friends this food.

Meior: It honestly taste good.

April tilts her head to look over the rim of her glasses at Meior’s plate.

April: hmmp... It don’t look like you taste the food to me.

Meior: I did eat a fork full of it.

Johnta: *laughing* A fork full...That’s cause she know it’s nasty.

20 Minutes Later

Meior: Not bad. Too bad that April gotta sit here until her food is done. I get the last laugh.

Tate: Over all, the food was good. The ham was a little over cooked but not to the point of gagging. You’ll do good. Tips from Simstube wouldn’t hurt.

Meior: Thank you, daddy.

“Whatcha doooing?”.

“Face timing with Anthony?”.

“Mooove April!”.

“Let me see your phone and I’ll move”.

“No! What did Dad tell you, April?”

“To get your phone! Now give it to me or I’m telling!”.

“Oh my god! Are you serious!...Mooooove!”.

April giggles as she tussles to take her sister phone.

April succeed and starts to take off running.

“Ugh! You are so annoying! Give me back my phone!”.

Meior went chasing after her sister.

Right when Meior swooped her sister up, April looked into the phone at Anthony and yelled,

“My sister loves you!”.

“Ugh, you do too much! You little brat!”.