I cant work well with watercolours but ah well :’)

“We’re going to bed now, kids!” Mint said, standing up from his seat. “Ooh, my knees...” 

“You kids don’t stay up too late, alright?” Peachee said, following her husband. “Don’t get into too much trouble.” 

Sea Rose swore she could have heard a smirk in her mother’s voice. Sweet stood gazing at the dwindling fire, and Sea Rose watched his the light dance across his green hair. It reminded her of grass in a summer breeze, it was quite mesmerizing. She shook herself out of her reverie. 

“So, what do you want to do now?” Sea Rose asked him. “Are you tired?” 

“Nah, i’m not.” Sweet replied, sinking down onto the grass. “I’m not that old, yet.” 

“Don’t say that too loud, or my Dad will come and whack you with his cane.” Sea Rose giggled, and she too, sat down next to Sweet. 

Now that Sea Rose is a little bigger, and the family needs more space, I built them a larger, double storeyed house. 

Furthermore, since both Peachee and Mint spent a lot of time in their careers, they’re both now elders. 

“Cheer up, Sweet!” Sea Rose cried. “You can’t be having an existential crisis right now, we’re in France! Champs Les Sims!” 

“You’re right!” Sweet perked up at Sea Rose’s enthusiasm. “What should we do first?” 

“Bonjour! Oui oui! Croissant!” Peachee squealed to her husband.