The Many Qoutes Of EphermalToast and the Prince
Yes, this neighborhood is just filled with charming young visitors.
Prince: "Would you like to fly to the moon? In an orange balloon? Filled with doublooons?
Simself: "What a maroon."
Prince: "Water balloon! I will spread your essence to the outer reaches of the galaxy!"
Simself:Thanks a lot, kid. Oh well, at least it isn't a pee puddle. Although of course they're the same color. I mean, maybe our sims fill their water balloons with pee and never tell us about it. You know what, I'll stop talking now.
Prince:YIPE! Grandma, I'm sorry I forgot your butterscotch sundae with spiders! I will make you a new one with flame-retardant lima beans!!!"
Prince: "I wish for a turnip with googly eyes."
Everyone:Poop on a stick!
Countess: "How vould you like to join the legions of undead, pretty boy?"
Prince: "Depends. Do I still get to say completely random stuff all the time?"
Countess: "Oh yes, in fact ve encourage it!"
Prince:My crepes are warm, like the inside of my eyeballs
Prince:"Urp! It tickles like a gecko crawling through bubble wrap! ...On Jupiter!"
Princw:Bleh! Madonna, I'm a vampire! It's squishy
Prince:Wow! Grandma! You haven't seen my waffle around, have you? It's the size of a small planet, and it's covered in bees."
I'm a vampire, grandma! See my pretty new smile?''
And if he ever did decide to tell, would anyone understand him?
"I have smelled the other side. It smelled like squishy."
And soon enough, Prince was once again sleeping safely in his coffin, and things were back to normal at the Goth residence. If you consider it normal for a vampire to sleep on the lawn while a superhero mops his pee off the lawn.
Oh gawd, you're gay, aren't you."
"But you're definitely dead, and I'm with you, so I must be dead too. But I'm a vampire. Vampires are undead. So I'm undead, but I'm dead.
...I am a conundrum. I don't make any sense at all."
YAAAAAAAAAAAY! I win, I win! Wait, what do I win? I forget."
"Ugh. This is so emasculating."
"But I don't think this is hell, Grandma. Hell would be more..."
"More what?"
"Just more."
Now it just so happened that Prince had always wondered what it was like to be saved from death, since he was a weirdo and all. And today he found out. His mother was overjoyed to see him again, although she forgot to say so because she got a bit distracted trying to ride Grim's scythe like a horsie.
The rest of Prince's tightly-knit family rushed to celebrate his return from the jaws of death; his grandfather by sweeping up his ashes, and the family servo by playing red hands with Prince's father, who was still a bit irked to have wasted the charge on his social glasses. Still, you have to accept life's little disappointments.