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After graduation, Jordyn moved to an apartment in Bluewater Village. She was hired on full-time at Zarro Health Incorporated, and would be working with her Uncle Nathan at the hospital. The apartment was just down the street, making her commute an easy 15 minute walk. She hadn’t been to the neighborhood much, but was soon starting to love it.
The only problem was a particularly loud upstairs neighbor. She took the stairs to the third floor and knocked on the door, prepared to chew out whoever this heavy-footed person stomping around was. When the door opened, her breath caught in her chest as she gazed at a very, very handsome man in a suit.
“Can I help you?” he asked.
“Um,” Jordyn said, all but forgetting what she’d come to say. “Hello.”
“Hello...,” he said slowly. “Do you need something?”
“Uh, no actually,” Jordyn said, sticking out her hand to shake. “I’m, uh, new to the building, and I’ve just been going around introducing myself to all my fantastic new neighbors. I’m Jordyn Platz.”
“Wyatt Quinn,” he said, shaking her hand. “Nice to meet you.”
“Likewise,” she said, her voice a little too high-pitched. “I’m right downstairs.”
“Ah, ok,” said Wyatt. “Sorry for all the noise, maintenance is fixing a leak. I promise I’m not usually this loud.”
“Oh, no worries at all,” Jordyn said, feeling her cheeks heat up. “Um, well, I gotta go. But, hopefully we run into each other again soon!”
“I hope so,” said Wyatt with a smile.
Jordyn felt a bit weird at how fast she seemed to develop a new crush. She’d just broken up with Johnny, the only relationship she’d ever had, and was already interested in a new guy? She wasn’t sure if that was normal or to be expected, and figured it was time to have a chat with her cousins to get to the bottom of her feelings. Before that, however, she treated herself to a few nice things at the Bluewater Micro Mall.
“I’m new in town,” Jordyn said as she plopped down in the chair at the salon. “Just graduated college, first real job and apartment on my own. I’m looking for something that signifies my new chapter in life.”
“You’re trying to impress a man,” the hair stylist said, raising her chair. “Got it.”
“Wait no, that’s not what I--”
“Heard you loud and clear, honey,” the guy said. He quickly got to work, engulfing Jordyn in a cloud of pink smoke as he gave her a complete makeover.
“Voila!” said the hair stylist, showing Jordyn her new look in a handheld mirror. Jordyn’s eyes widened as she looked at herself. Her puffy hair was sectioned off into darker locs, and her makeup was sharper and less subdued than it had been. She smiled at herself in the mirror.
“I love it!” she exclaimed. “This is so cool, thank you!”
“Anytime, sweetheart.”
Jordyn hoofed it up the steps to her apartment, a million thoughts zooming through her head. Unfocused, she slammed into Wyatt at the top of the stairs, nearly sending him flying.
“Holy shit!” she exclaimed. “God, I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you there.”
“No worries,” Wyatt said, dramatically rubbing his shoulder. “Wouldn’t be the first time I got bowled over by a beautiful woman.”
“Beautiful?” Jordyn repeated, a blush creeping up her cheeks.
“Very,” Wyatt said with a smile. “I like the new look. Reminds me of my MCR days.” Jordyn laughed.
“You had an emo phase?” she asked.
“Didn’t we all?” Wyatt said. “Is this yours?”
“I think this is more of my ‘I have no idea what I’m doing and just trying to figure my life out’ phase,” said Jordyn.
“Well, I think you’re pulling it off very nicely,” Wyatt said.
“Thank you,” Jordyn said bashfully. Wyatt leaned in closer, making Jordyn’s breath catch in her chest.
“This might be a bit forward, and I understand if it’s too awkward seeing as we live in the same building, but would you want to go to dinner?” Wyatt asked.
“Dinner?” Jordyn asked. “Like, on a date?”
“Yes, like on a date,” said Wyatt with a charming smile. Jordyn gulped. She wasn’t sure! She’d only just broken up with Johnny; was it too soon to be dating someone new already. Wyatt noticed her apprehension.
“It’s ok if the answer’s no,” he said. “I completely understand.”
“I’d love to,” Jordyn blurted out, unable to spend anymore time thinking on it.
#Zarro legacy#generation 7#Jordyn#Wyatt#Bluewater Village#okkkkkkkkk i love them lmao#i have been reading A LOT of romance novels lately#well really romcom novels which i just realized is a thing#and it is heavily influencing my writing now#so be expecting a lot of romance!
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“Grandpa!” Taylor exclaimed, rushing to hug Nathan. “It’s so good to see you!”
“Good to see you too, kiddo,” Nathan said with a big grin. “Look at you, you’ve gotten so big! Soon you’re gonna be taller than me!”
“Grandpa, you’re the tallest in the family,” Taylor giggled. “If I get taller than you, I’d be as tall as a tree!”
The rest of the family arrived to Bryan and Corey’s house, gathering for a family get together as well as Sadè’s birthday. Bryan rushed to greet his older sister with their classic handshake.
“You kids haven’t changed one bit,” Rae said with a wave.
“Can you believe we’re all gonna be in the same class!?” Amber squealed to her cousin. “I can’t wait!”
“Me too,” Taylor said with a smile. “I hope we get seats next to each other.”
It was a beautiful fall afternoon and Bryan and Corey were glad to host the family that day. Corey finished whipping up some burgers on the grill while Bryan set the table. In the yard, Penelope turned the stereo up as loud as it could go and turned her little brother’s backyard into a dance floor.
“Come on, y’all!” Penelope called. “We gotta work up an appetite!”
“And teach the youngin’s the classic Zarro Smustle!” Kenay said with a laugh.
“What’s a Smustle?” Amber asked. Penelope took her daughters hands and showed her the moves. Taylor followed suit and baby Sadè bounced along to the music too.
After a few minutes of dancing it was time to eat. Everyone was pretty hungry from all the Smustling and sat at the colorful patio table to their meal.
“These burgers are delicious, Corey!” Kenya exclaimed. “You’ll definitely have to give us the recipe.”
“Or host more cookouts,” Penelope said with a laugh.
After lunch, it was time for Sadè to grow up! The family stood around the table as Corey held his daughter over the birthday cake. Everyone cheered and clapped and rang their party favors, ready for her to grow up.
“Make a wish, little one,” Corey said, smiling at Sadè as the two blew out the candles.
Sadè grew up into an adorable child, jumping up and down as she looked around at her family.
“Yay!” she exclaimed, unable to contain her joy. “Can I have a burger now? Those smelled super yummy!”
#Zarro legacy#generation 6#generation 7#generation 8#birthday#Nathan#Penelope#Bryan#Amber#Taylor#Sade#Rae#Corey#Kenya#Belladonna Cove#gosh i love this branch of the family tree so much#they're all so close and enjoy each other's company a lot#i guess i can say that for all of them but still :)
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“Damn, so he broke up with you at your own house?” Yara said, sitting in Ruben’s car with him in the middle of the night. “That’s cold.”
“You think breaking up in public would’ve been better?” Ruben asked.
“Yeah, duh,” said Yara. “Then you can avoid that place and the bad memories attached forever! You can’t just leave your home. Well, you can, since you have a tendency to run away all the time.” Ruben lightly punched Yara in the shoulder.
“You’re not helping,” he said with a laugh.
“Am too,” she said, smiling. “Got you to laugh.
“Yeah, I guess you did,” said Ruben.
The two chatted for a bit more, into the wee hours of the night. Soon, it was time for Yara to go home, so they exited and hugged.
“You sure you don’t want me to drive you?” Ruben asked. “I mean, we were in the car the entire time.”
“Nah, I’m fine with walking,” Yara said. “I’ve got a taser and pepper spray, so I’m prepared.”
“Wow,” Ruben said. “Remind me never to fuck with you.”
“As if you need reminding,” she said.
When they parted, Ruben’s hands lingered on Yara’s hips for just a moment. He felt a fluttery feeling stick in his chest as his friend smiled at him, her face just inches away from his. He let out a nervous laugh and backed up fast.
“You good?” Yara asked.
“Yeah, fine,” Ruben said, clearing his throat. “Well, goodnight.” Ruben waved and rushed inside, leaving Yara looking confused in the driveway.
Ruben lay in his bed, thinking. He couldn’t have a crush on Yara, could he? He’d just gotten out of...well, not a relationship, exactly. But something close. He didn’t feel heartbroken over Rakesh, but he wasn’t sure if he was ready to go down that road again. The Legacy and its implications were a lot to handle, and he didn’t really feel like getting involved with someone else that couldn’t handle it.
But Yara could handle it, he thought. She knew all about his predicament, as much as he hated it. She’d encouraged him to reconcile with his parents, and she’d been there for him through all of the drama. And she’d also called him out when he was being stubborn and stupid. Ruben scrubbed his face with his hands, trying to work out feelings that had been dormant for some time.
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“This is such a cute library,” Nick whispered, tracing his fingers on the spines of books beside him. “Can’t believe I’ve never been here before.”
“It’s my favorite in Belladonna,” Coriana said quietly. “I practically live here.”
“I guess I have to stop by more often, then,” Nick said with a smile.
Coriana giggled loudly, receiving a harsh “shh!” from a librarian in the distance.
“Sorry,” Nick whispered in her ear. “My fault. I know how loud I can get you.”
“Oh really?” Coriana asked. “You flatter yourself too much.”
“Why don’t we head to your place and I’ll show you?” Nick asked.
Coriana could hardly contain herself. She bit her lip so as not to laugh more, but felt even more awkward as she did so. Even still, Nick was still moving in closer to her, wrapping his arm around her waist. She let out a shrill yelp at the touch.
“Take it outside!” the librarian said in a harsh whisper.
“They really take the silence rule seriously here,” Nick said as they stood outside together.
“Yeah, they’re kinda sticklers for that,” Coriana said. “It’s why I like the place so much, it’s always completely silent. Gives me a chance to think without the noise of my cousins bumbling around all the time.”
“What are you thinking about now?” Nick asked. Coriana felt a flush creep up her cheeks. Nick smiled and placed his finger beneath her chin.
He pulled her in for a soft kiss, making butterflies sly around Coriana’s stomach. She smiled into the kiss, gingerly holding onto his shoulders as she did.
“I’d be lying if I didn’t say I wasn’t thinking about that,” she laughed.
“So was I,” said Nick. Just then, an alarm went off on his phone. He looked down to check it, then back up. “Sorry. I have to go pick up my son from school. But, I had a really great time with you. We should do this again, yeah?”
“Yeah, sure,” Coriana said with a smile.
Rumi was practically dead on her feet when she got home from work. She immediately went to the kitchen, basically starving. She hadn’t even noticed all the making out going on on the couch.
“Oh, Cori,” Rumi said, finally looking up. “How was your date with Ni---oh. Um. Hi, Don.”
“Hi, Rumi,” Don said with a smile, breaking apart from Coriana, who shot her cousin a stern look.
“You know what, I’m gonna just take this to my room,” said Rumi.
“The whole pot?” Don laughed, looking over.
“Yeah, you know,” Rumi said, struggling to think of a response. “Less dishes.”
“Don’t let me disturb you,” said Rumi, glancing over in hopes of making some telepathic connection with her cousin. Unfortunately, that only seemed to work with her twin brother. “Can’t wait to hear all about your date later, cuz.”
“Yeah, ok, bye,” Coriana said, rushing her out.
#Zarro legacy#generation 7#Coriana#Rumi#Nick#Don#uh oh!!!#looks like coriana got 2 guys wrapped around her finger!#she's not even a romance sim!
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“This is ama-a-a-a-a-azing!” Jesse said as his masseuse beat on his back.
“We gotta do more cruises,” Alysia muttered, her face deep in the massage table. “Or maybe we can just hire a live-in masseuse.”
“I’ll literally give anything for that,” said Jesse.
“Babe, do you see my abs?” Aiden asked as he laid on his beach towel. “Babe, look! They’re looking good as hell.”
“I see your abs every night, sweetheart,” said Alicia. “Trust me, they’re fire.”
After their massage, Alysia and Jesse joined the others on the beach and decided to take a dip in the ocean. The water was clear and cold, and absolutely perfect.
“We gotta do more of these,” Aiden said, joining his wife and sister on the beach. “Do they do discounts to other islands for oldies?”
“Trust me, I’m a Coupon King,” said Jesse, puffing out his chest. “If there’s a discount, I’ll find it.”
“That’s right, baby,” Alysia said proudly.
The cruise’s first stop was Twikkii Island, which meant that they were able to explore the island for a day and return to the boat for the next location. The four passengers did everything they could in the short time they were docked. From swimming in the ocean, eating local delicacies, and taking beautiful helicopter rides, it was shaping up to be the best vacation ever!
#Zarro legacy#generation 6#Alysia#Aiden#Jesse#Alicia#vacation#i hate writing vacations#it's so hard to get new stuff to happen#how many times can i write about someone doing a helicopter tour while keeping it fresh?!#anyway i thought the cruise would shake things up but i still thought it was meh
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Noah awoke on the couch, his arms wrapped up around Cassidy. He rubbed his eyes and finally registered the banging on the front door.
“Noah, open the hell up!” Jessie shouted. Noah jumped to his feet and opened the door. Jessie pushed her way inside and scooped up whichever twin was closest to her.
“What time is it?” Noah muttered.
“It’s almost noon!” Jessie said. “Are you just waking up? You haven’t been caring for the kids at all!?”
“I just overslept, relax,” Noah muttered. Jessie set the baby down and stormed over to him.
“No!” she shouted. “I will not relax! You’re over here with my babies, entertaining god knows who at all hours of the night, and you want me to relax!?”
“It’s Cassidy, actually,” Cassidy said.
“Whatever,” Jessie muttered.
“You can’t come into my house and judge how I live, Jessie,” said Noah. “We agreed we’d co-parent, not bumrush the other and make demands.”
“If it has to do with the safety of my children, then hell yes I’ll make demands!” Jessie shouted. “You do whatever the hell you want in your spare time, Noah. But you’re a father now, which means you have to actually take care of your kids. You can’t oversleep!
“Whatever,” Noah muttered. Jessie threw her hands up in disbelief.
“Ok, fine,” she said. “I’m gonna take the kids. I’ll bring them back on Monday.” She began packing up the kids’ stuff and quickly left, leaving Noah and Cassidy alone.
“Well, she seems nice,” said Cassidy.
The next morning, to Noah’s horror and disbelief, Cassidy woke up with an all too familiar baby bump.
“Uhhhh, Noah,” Cassidy said in a low voice. “I think we may have a problem.”
“No way,” Noah said, scrambling out of bed.
Noah could hardly believe his luck. He was already way in over his head with his twins and Jessie, he wasn’t sure he could handle another kid AND another baby mama! The next few months seemed to fly by as he tried (and failed) to get a handle on his new life. But, luck wasn’t really going his way anymore. Because it was time for Cassidy to give birth, and Noah was no closer to having a handle on things than he once was.
“Deep breaths, deep breaths!” Noah chanted.
“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Cassidy screamed, clutching to her stomach as labor pains roiled through her body.
Moments later, she was holding a tiny baby boy. Noah rushed over to see, excited to meet his new son even though he’d just been freaking out about having another kid.
“His name is Aspen,” Cassidy said, handing the baby to Noah. “Cute, right?”
“We’re not even gonna discuss?” Noah asked.
“Uh, no,” Cassidy said. “I just gave birth to him, didn’t I? I feel like I should get to choose.” Noah nodded; this was going to be quite the adventure.
“Hi Aspen,” Noah said, kissing his youngest son’s head. “It’s so nice to meet you.” Cassidy smiled at the duo, quickly snapping a pic.
“Hey so listen, I have plans tonight,” she said, gathering her stuff up.
“What!!?” Noah exclaimed. “Cass, you just gave birth!”
“Yeah, but you’re already good at taking care of babies, and I have a thing,” she said, already halfway out the door. “So, I’ll see you later?” She didn’t even wait for an answer, leaving Noah alone with the baby.
Actually, with 3 babies.
“God, what a mess,” the nanny said later on that night after Noah left for work. “Does that man really expect me to change 3 diapers? I should triple my price for all this work.”
Noah returned home to an even smellier apartment with even more smelly babies. He was working 3 jobs now, barely even able to register the day at times. The nanny gently placed Aspen in his hands as she began to leave.
“Diaper’s on the floor,” she said, slamming the door shut, which caused all three babies to wake and begin crying. Noah was stressed beyond belief. Having two kids was already nearly impossible, but this third was doing his head in.
He placed Aspen in the empty crib, then promptly passed out. Noah was exhausted by absolutely everything, and certainly needed a helping hand.
#Zarro legacy#generation 7#generation 8#Noah#Leo#Rory#Aspen#Cassidy#Jessie#oy vey#what a nightmare!!!!!#birth#wrap it up noah!!!!#Belladonna Cove
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“Whoooooohooooo!” Caleb exclaimed when he got home from work. “You’re looking at the brand spankin’ new foreman of Downtown Pleasantview Construction!”
“Shut up!” one of his neighbors yelled from their windows nearby.
“Gosh, everyone is so sensitive here,” he laughed.
Caleb headed inside to change. In the kitchen, his fiance Cammie and his dad Joel were preparing for Joel’s birthday. Joel smiled at his son before blowing out the candles on his cake.
Joel turned around and grew up into an Elder, looking literally the exact same as he had before.
“Damn!” Joel said with a smile. “These genetics are magic, I’m tellin’ ya.”
Later that night it was time for Alana to grow up too. Caleb held his baby daughter in front of the cake and blew out the candles for her.
Alana grew up into a sweet toddler baby who was the spitting image of her dad.
“Happy birthday, birthday twin!” Joel said to his granddaughter, hugging her tight. “We’re gonna have the best year ever, you and me.”
Alana was exhausted from a long day of doing baby stuff, and immediately fell asleep when put in her crib. Caleb couldn’t help but peek into the nursery to watch her sleep for a bit before going to bed himself. He was so thankful for his family, and glad that through all the trauma of his life, he was finally on this much richer, beautiful side.
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Shea thought life would change drastically once she became an actress, but things hadn’t been that different. She still got to hang out with her cousins and friends, even though sometimes it meant she had to take a selfie with a stranger or two. She enjoyed having people over to the rooftop for some privacy, and was glad when Luna and Jordyn wanted to bring their boyfriends over to introduce each other. The five sat around in a circle to hang out.
“Can you pleaaaaaase put me in your next movie!?” Luna begged. “I’m a great actress, I swear!”
“It’s not up to me,” Shea said with a laugh. “Trust me, I had to turn Asia down like a thousand times already.”
“Where is she, anyway?” Luna asked. “I thought this whole rooftop get together was so we could meet each other’s boos?”
“Eh, it’s been up and down with her,” Shea said with a shrug. “I don’t think she’s handling my glow up too well. It’s not my fault girls are throwing themselves at me all the time!”
“Ok, that’s the exact kind of thing you need to nip in the bud right now,” Jordyn said with a laugh. “Don’t let fame go to your head and ruin your relationship! Asia’s good for you, dude!”
“Just like my sweet James is good for me,” Luna said with a wink. “In more ways than one.”
“Ok, ok, we don’t need to hear about your woohoo-life, dude,” Shea said.
“What about you two?” Luna asked, pointing between Jordyn and Johnny. “You guys smash...god, I don’t even know what you have down there. Are alien parts like boy parts?”
“Luna!” Jordyn exclaimed. “That’s so inappropriate!”
“What!?” Luna said with a shrug. “You’re the one dating an alien.”
“God, can you just not?” Jordyn said. “You’re such a bitch sometimes.”
“Hey, let’s ease up on the language,” said James.
“Don’t talk to her that way!” Johnny exclaimed.
“Ok!” Shea said, standing up. “Well, this has been extremely riveting and not awkward at all. I think it’s time we all leave and never talk about this night ever again. Deal?” The teens stood up, all feeling uncomfortable and awkward, then went their separate ways.
#Zarro legacy#generation 7#Shea#Luna#Jordyn#Johnny#James#i had a reallyyyyyyy nice scene of the 6 of them (including asia) going to the pool#and having an in depth conversation about alien prejudice#but then it turned out my screen capture tool was busted >:(#so it's all lost#also i think this is when i finally upgraded my screenshots#and got skylines!#so after almost 2000 posts#this legacy story is finally gonna look good!#(excluding this post like wtf why is everything so zoomed out)
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The SS Olympia was all set to take off from Pleasantview. Alysia, Aiden, Jesse, and Alicia were ready to start their first cruise and excited to enjoy their vacation together.
“Bring it in, man,” Jesse said, reaching out to tickle his brother-in-law.
“Oh, wow,” said Aiden, awkwardly squirming away. “Didn’t know you were a tickler.”
“Oh yeah,” said Jesse. “Tickling’s huge in my family. It’s how we show love to one another.”
“You can’t just say ‘I love you’ or do hugs?” Aiden asked.
Soon it was time to board the ship. Jesse and Alysia headed out to the deck.
“Look at this view,” Alysia said with a sigh. “I’m so glad we’re doing this. I feel like it’s been years since I’ve been able to just unwind.” Jesse wrapped his arms around his wife and brought her into a big kiss.
“You deserve it, sweetie,” he said.
“Are you guys sure playing poker is how you want to relax?” Jesse asked, looking at his cards. “I feel more stressed out than ever.”
“See, this is how we do things in our family,” Aiden said, winking at his sister. “None of that tickling nonsense.”
Later that evening, before the ship left the dock, the cruise passengers headed up to the top dock for an elegant dinner.
“Look at us,” Alysia said with a smile. “A bunch of old coots at a fancy dinner.”
“Hey, we’re a bunch of fancy old coots at a fancy dinner,” Aiden said.
“This was a wonderful idea, Alysia,” Alicia said. “As your almost name-twin, I’m so proud of us for being on the same page about us needing a getaway.”
“We really married into such a cool family,” Jesse said. “That being said, being an old coot, even a fancy one, is making it hard for me to stay awake.”
“Ok, ok, let’s speed this up then,” said Alysia as everyone at the table raised their champagne glasses for a toast. “To a great vacation.”
“To being fancy old coots,” said Aiden.
“To our amazing family,” said Alicia.
“To going to be early!” Jesse exclaimed.
The four lifted their glasses and clinked them together in the night, just as the ship left the dock.
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Being unemployed meant Noah had a bunch of time on his hands, and he used it the way any Romance Sim would; meeting girls. While the apartment building was small, there were a ton of units and Noah loved introducing himself to his neighbors of the female variety.
“Oooh,” said Jeannette in 4B. “I love a man who’s beard doesn’t connect to his hairline.”
“It’s a new trend I’m starting,” Noah said proudly.
“Ew!” said Sarah in 3F. “Not on your LIFE, creep!”
“Creep?” Noah said. “All I said was you have a bangin’ body! It was a compliment!”
“Get out of my apartment!”
Noah wasn’t the only one having luck in the romance department. A redhead named Marshall had caught the eye of Rumi as soon as they’d moved in. She didn’t have much luck with guys and was nervous to approach him, but after a lot of coaching from her brother, she figured she might as well go for it.
“So, what do you say?” Rumi asked. “Wanna go on a date to that new museum?”
“I’d love to,” Marshall said sheepishly. “I’d go on a date with you anywhere.”
“That’s sweet,” Rumi said, giggling like a schoolgirl. “Maybe after the museum we can think of a few more places to go for future dates?”
“Deal,” Marshall said, holding her hand.
#Zarro legacy#generation 7#Rumi#Noah#Marshall#spoiler alert: rumi and marshall are one of my fav couples in this generation#idk why???#they just fit really good together
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Married life for Penelope and Kenya was phenomenal. Penelope was trying her hand in the culinary career and quickly moving up the ranks while Kenya stayed home and worked on renovating their condo.
“Babe, are you sure?” Penelope asked at breakfast one morning. “I mean, we only just got married, don’t you think it might be too soon?”
“I’m ready to start a family with you, baby,” Kenya said with a smile. “I’ve never been surer of anything. Well, other than marrying you, of course.”
“Work is only gonna get harder from me from here on out,” Penelope said. “I don’t want to leave you alone too much.”
“We’ll figure it out,” said Kenya, caressing her wife’s hands. “We’re gonna be the best moms in the world.”
“Oh, hell yea we are!” Penelope said, smiling big. “And our kid is gonna be the coolest ever.”
“No doubt,” Kenya laughed.
The adoption process was long and arduous, but the day was finally here. Penelope and Kenya stood outside of their apartment, nervously waiting for the social worker to show up.
“I feel like I’m gonna throw up,” Kenya said anxiously.
Penelope wrapped her arms around her wife and held her close.
“You have nothing to worry about,” said Penelope. “We’re gonna do great.” Just then, the social worker arrived in her van.
“Mrs. and Mrs. Zarro?” she asked.
“That’s us!” Penelope said excitedly. “You ready, babe?”
“Ready,” said Kenya.
The social worker picked up a tiny baby out of the back seat and handed her to Penelope gingerly as Kenya looked on. Penelope was overjoyed to see her new baby daughter.
“Here is your new baby girl,” the social worker said with a smile. “Congratulations.”
Penelope and Kenya cradled their new baby together, both overcome with emotion.
“Oh god, she’s so tiny!” Penelope exclaimed, handing her over to Kenya.
“She’s perfect,” Kenya said, crying. “Thank you.” The social worker nodded and left, leaving the new parents to celebrate their child together.
“She looks just like you,” Penelope said with a laugh. “You think they did that on purpose?”
“I think she was meant to be with us,” Kenya said, cuddling the baby. “What should we name her?”
“How about Amber?” Penelope said. “I feel like she looks like an Amber.” Kenya bounced the baby up and down.
“Are you our baby Amber? Is that your name?” Kenya asked. Amber cooed and smiled up at her mothers.
“She’s a genius,” Penelope said with a laugh.
#Zarro legacy#generation 7#generation 8#adoption#Penelope#Amber#Kenya#yayyyyy more gen 8!!!!#it's also very very crazy how much amber looks exactly like kenya!?#she's already a child in my game and they're like twins
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“Whaaaaaat’s up Kauk lovers!? It’s ya boy Kauker here from the brand, spankin’ new Kauk House! That’s right, y’all! I may be 17, but I’m a real life music producer and internet dude now, which means I can afford my own big ass house! Crazy, huh? Let’s take a little tour!”
Kauker’s new house was very ridiculous indeed. The mansion was much, much larger than he ever needed and the front had a full carnival, complete with a merry-go-round, food trucks, and a ferris wheel.
Living such a lavish lifestyle off the rapid success of his music and internet career seemed to quell the sadness from his parents’ break up. He’d moved out quickly, without telling his parents his plans. He sent them the details of his new life after he was all moved in, and unenrolled in school; he didn’t need it anymore. If worse came to worse, he’d at least get his GED, but he was more than sure he wouldn’t need it.
Besides, he now had an awesome house and an awesome girlfriend to share it with.
“Don’t you think this is a little overkill?” Debbie asked when she first saw the pad. Kauker leaned into her and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“You really gonna stand here and tell me you don’t want me to put a waterslide out back?” Kauker asked. Debbie bit her lip.
“Ok, ok, that sounds dope as hell,” she giggled.
The best part about Kauker’s new place was his music studio. It was huge, and all his. He could be as loud as he wanted, without getting in trouble. In fact, he could do whatever he wanted without getting in trouble!
He’d improved his production skills tenfold since he’d first blown up on Tiktok for his beats. Artists and rappers from all over the country were hitting him up, trying to get a Kauker Zarro original. It felt good, being so successful at his favorite hobby. Even though it seemed his family was falling apart, he was more than grateful that this part of his life was going well.
Having Debbie by his side was great too. She was a musician as well, and understood the music world just as well as he did. They spent all day together, discovering new portions of the house every few hours it seemed. As the evening came to a close, they decided to end the day with a game of pool.
“You could move in with me here, you know?” Kauker said as Debbie lined herself up for her turn.
“You trying to slip me up,” she said, not taking her eyes off the ball.
“Nope,” Kauker said, hand on his hip. “Totally serious. I’ve got like 40 bedrooms, if you want a few. Or you could share a bed with me.”
“Ooh, what a tease,” Debbie said with a laugh. “I want to, really Kauker. But don’t think my parents would go for it. We can’t all be wildly successful influencer like you, ya know?”
Kauker scooped Debbie up in his arms and kissed her all over.
“Ok, now you’re definitely trying to mess my game up,” Debbie laughed when they came up for air.
“I’m just trying to get as many kisses in before you have to go home,” Kauker said with a smile.
#Zarro legacy#generation 7#Kauker#Debbie#i just realized i choose photos where you can't see debbie's face#for all of them?#i didn't do it on purpose it just came out this way sry#she's really pretty and will be in the next one
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Felix was acutely aware that the slowly trickling passings of his cousins and family in his generation meant that his time was running out, and he wanted to be surrounded by those he loved most before he was gone. He invited his daughter Riley, her husband Komei and their daughter Coriana to eat with him and Elise.
“Dinner is served,” said Felix, handing out plates of hotdogs.
“It’s like 2pm dad,” said Riley.
“Give me a break, would you?” Felix said. “2 isn’t a normal meal hour, and I panicked about what to say when I got over here.”
“I’d never insult what you say, grandpa,” Coriana said. “Especially if you were serving me food.”
“Smart girl,” said Elise.
After the 2pm meal, everyone headed inside to hangout. It had been a while since Riley had seen her dad, and she was feeling bad about it. But, she wanted to ensure that she got to see him one last time, and that it was happy.
“So anyway, that’s when the helicopter blew up!!” Coriana said, making giant hand gestures.
“We’ve really gotta monitor your television habits,” said Riley.
“Give her a break,” Felix said with a laugh. “Do you remember how off the walls you were at that age? You lucked out, kid.”
“Ugh, don’t remind me,” Riley said, smiling. “I don’t think I’ve met any one as rude or grumpy as teenage me.”
“Me neither,” said Felix.
“Wow mom, really?” Coriana asked. “I wouldn’t think of you being some wild child.” Elise laughed, reminiscing.
“Oh, yes,” she said. “She was quite the handful.”
“Elise is being generous,” said Felix. “Your mother nearly tore my head off when I told her we were getting married.”
“Alright, alright, enough,” said Riley. “Let’s end this stroll down memory lane before Cori here gets any ideas.”
Hours seemed to fly by and soon it was time to go. Riley felt her eyes prickle with tears as she stood to hug her father.
“I love you, dad,” she said as they embraced.
“I love you too, kid,” said Felix. “I’m so proud of the woman you’ve become, Riley. You mean the world to me, you know?”
“I know,” she said. “So do you.”
Coriana hugged her grandfather, feeling the solemn weight of what was happening close in around her.
“You rock, gramps,” she said as they hugged. “I love you to the moon and back.”
“You are the sweetest, my dear,” Felix said with a laugh. “I love you, too.” The family spent the last few minutes hugging and saying their goodbyes, knowing that this time would be the last.
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“Ugh. All that relaxation only to sit on a cramped plane for 7 hours,” Amar muttered as he got out of the taxi and arrived home.
“You’ve gotten so cranky in your old age, dear,” Kamaria mocked.
“Don’t you start,” he said. “I’m spry as a...as a...well, as something that’s spry!”
“Mhm, of course you are,” said Kamaria.
Despite just having come off an international flight, Kamaria was needed back at work, leaving Amar and Shea to spend the rest of the afternoon together. He was practically starving upon arrival and knew Shea would be too, considering her stomach was essentially a bottomless pit.
“Whoaaaa this looks delicious, dad!” Shea said, bouncing up and down in her chair when Amar brought the food to the table.
“Thanks, kid,” he said. “I love how you’re always hyping me up.”
“No problem, adult,” Shea said, the food already smeared across her face. “Your food deserves the hype!”
Shea was sad to leave Twikkii Island; it was the most time she’d spent with both of her parents together in a long time and it was fun being on the beach all day. But the best part of returning home, other than eating all the yummy food her dad made, was being reunited with her dog and partner in crime, Butter.
#Zarro legacy#generation 6#generation 7#Kamaria#Shea#Amar#i feel so clever naming the dog butter#also idk what was supposed to happen here#usually what i do is stack like 50-100 separate posts in my drafts with only pictures#then i come back later and fill in the words#so usually i'm just going off vibes#i wish my past self would write better notes so my present self could do a better job with the storytelling aspect
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It was late one night in Downtown Pleasantview when local thief Gordon King snuck into the house. Toby thought her heard someone in his room and woke up terrified to see a strange man stealing his XBox. He shrank down under the covers, searching for his phone to call the cops.
Gordon was fast and darted all throughout the house, grabbing whatever he could with some kind of robber magic.
Loud sirens blared and flashing blue and red lights lit up the side of the house. Toby jumped to his feet and ran to his bedroom door to watch the commotion. A police officer ran up the stairs and confronted the robber, throwing herself on top of him as the two struggled.
“Get him!” Toby shouted. “Get him!!!”
But she didn’t get him. After the skirmish ended, Gordon flung the police officer off of him and ran back down the stairs.
“What the hell!?” Toby shouted. “What are you doing!? Go after him!”
The officer shrugged and clicked the walkie-talkie on her shoulder.
“Looks like we missed him, boss,” she said into the radio. A distorted voice responded with something Toby couldn’t hear. “Sorry, kid.” She walked down the stairs and out of the house.
“Are you serious!?” Toby exclaimed.
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Amar had been doing a lot of research on empty lots in Midtown. It was still a budding city, and he had an idea that had been rattling around in his head for the past few years. Now that Shea was getting older, he had a lot more time on his hands.
“This looks delicious, sweetie,” Kamaria said, coming home from work late, as usual. She kissed the top of his head and sat at the dining table.
“You’re just in time,” Amar said. “I wanted to try out that ribeye I’d been dry aging. I think it’s my best burger ever.” Kamaria took a huge bite and feigned passing out in her chair.
“Babe, this is incredible,” she exclaimed. “Have you been talking to my mother? I bet she’d love to hire a new head chef for her restaurants.”
“I wish,” Amar said sheepishly. “I don’t think I’ll have the time.”
“What do you mean?” Kamaria asked.
“I, uh, I wanted to talk to you about something,” Amar said.
“Hey mom,” Shea said as she sauntered into the dining room. “Hey dad.”
“Hi sweetheart,” Kamaria said. “Are you just now eating dinner?”
“Yeah,” Shea said, the burger already half smushed all over her face. “I like waiting until your home for all of us to eat.”
“Baby, you know I get home after your bedtime,” said Kamaria.
“I know. That’s why I take a quick nap, then set my alarm so I can wake up when you get home,” Shea said, as if it was obvious.
“I think she gets the politician gene from you,” Amar laughed.
“I think you’re right,” Kamaria chuckled. “What did you want to talk to me about, babe?”
“Right,” Amar said, taking a breath. “Well, I’m glad you’re doing so well working in City Hall, and I was just thinking about what I could be doing to make myself just as happy. Remember back when we were teens and I worked part time fixing cars?”
“And your mean boss Fred caught us together in the garage?” Kamaria asked with a smile. “I’ll never forget.”
“Well, I was thinking, what if I bought some land in the city and converted it into my own garage?” Amar said, still feeling sheepish. Kamaria squeaked, completely catching Amar off guard.
“Oh my god, babe!” she said, bouncing up and down in her chair. “That’s a fantastic idea!”
“Really?” Amar said. “You really think so? It’s gonna be expensive, and finding the perfect building. It’ll be a lot of work.”
“Yeah, but it’ll be so worth it,” Kamaria said. “Like you said, it’ll be something to make you happy. Plus, working on cars is hot.”
“Gross,” Shea said between burps.
Shea headed downstairs to spend the rest of her evening with her dog Butter. Her parents were a little too mushy for her taste, so it was time to unwind by herself. She felt lucky that her mom and dad loved each other so much, she just wasn’t sure she wanted to see it all the time.
“I’m so excited for you, baby,” Kamaria said that night in bed. “You know I’ll always support you, no matter what.”
“What if I wanted to become a circus clown?” Amar asked.
“Ok, baby, no you’re pushing it,” Kamaria laughed, kissing her husband.
#Zarro legacy#generation 6#generation 7#Kamaria#Shea#Amar#I can't believe how much i love this couple and family#they're truly my favorites of the entire legacy
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