Well, this looks like a typical Household 3 morning.
A tough decision has to be made. The koi pond is sold to make room for the Rocket that Cog needs to take his nerd brain to the next level. And the twist: The rocket has some assembly required. Ok, ALL assembly required.
Vero has made so many new friends and become so charismatic that she can afford a satisfaction reward for her aspirational achievements. She opts for "incredibly friendly," which will help her schmooze her way even higher in the social circles.
Cog gets right to work on his new rocket.
Oh, it's new skill day! Everybody gets faster skill ups today, and a confidence boost if they learn something new. I set Bubble to learn gourmet cooking, Vero ups her charisma game even more, MD keeps exercising, and Kags sends off the artifacts she's dug up on her vacations for authentication (which also earns her a small modicum of fame).
Then she tells her brother to stop messing around and come home already.
For some reason, Kags gets it in her head to shovel snow.
Buuuut that doesn't last. She is distracted by Polly, and snuggles him instead.
Well. This looks to be going perfectly smoothly.
For some reason, Kags keeps taking food out of the fridge and setting it on the counter. I think she just likes the smell.
For new skill day, Gruebeard tries out singing. Unmute if you dare.
Polly sings along.
MD stays on that treadmill for hours. Way to go, old man. And Vero's right there to support you, eating her lunch (pasta primavera) right in front of you.
The ol' hand buzzer trick gets em every time. Kags is a sport about it.
Cog has really made some good progress on that rocket... but working all day (while giving him confidence and satisfying his loner tendencies) has also left him hungry and stinky.
A sad movie on TV leads to synchronized crying.
The coffee has gone bad, the teapot hasn't been cleaned in ages, and Cog smells like an old shoe. The kitchen is not a very pleasant place at the moment.
MindDetective has finally worn himself out for the day, and takes a nap.
Can't have a Household 3 day without a dance gif.
Cog relaxes in the bath, easing his muscles and his musk.
In preparation for her next jungle foray, Kags starts working on her stamina.
Gonna kick that temple guardian right in his bony ass, next time she sees him!
Cog upgrades the downstairs toilet to be self-cleaning. Impressive.
Vero, for her new skill, takes up the piano. Everybody is polite about it.
Cog's achieved enough of his aspiration to also afford a decent reward, but nothing really fits him... he decides to get a potion of youth... and he gives it to his wife, so she can put off going grey for another few seasons. Time is ticking for the rest of us...
They head off to bed around 8:30. Speaking of time ticking away, I note that MD is having another nap, in an odd location. He's looking particularly fatigued of late...
Kags is the life of the party.
.... the HOT TUB party. It gets her a little flirty, in fact.
Grue decides he'd like some coffee while he soaks. But when he gets back with his mug, Kags and Bubble are gone!
Ah, looks like they got tired and went to bed. SEPARATE beds. I know how you guys think.
MindDetective wakes up from his nap and goes downstairs for a midnight snack in the form of one of Bubbles' brownies. And then he hears a familiar voice at the door.
Welcome back, brother.
Now that Drawn Inward is a ghost, he can go digging for fossils at all hours of the night without issue.
For some reason, Grue decides to take up violin for the first time ever. At 2 am. Bet he's popular with the neighbors. To say nothing of his housemates.
Drawn Inward doesn't find any fossils tonight, but he does find the food stand at the park open at 3 am, and decides to grab some coffee before he heads home.
We went a walking in the park, goosing statues in the dark, and dear, if Sherman's horse can take it, so can you.
Dammit, I forgot about Dei's commercial acting gig, and thus she didn't go. I'm gonna have to really literally make a note next time. I've really dropped the ball on her aspiration. This game needs too much micromanaging.
Gas' turn to grill breakfast. He manages not to burn himself to death this time.
Why do we even have that table? To keep the champagne off the floor, I guess.
Jwhouk needs to play chess to help his job performance, and Tin needs logic... so they play before Joe has to go to work.
I get Dei a new audition. I'll remember this time!
Funny how much "in the zone" Gas looks like "pouty anime girl" Gas.
Snuffles whips up a few drinks to maximize his upcoming job performance. For the record, there are 17 drinks in the fridge that Snuffles has made that have yet to be drunk.
Gas is teh virtumal banality mastur.
Snuffles gets in a little socializing, then heads off to work.
Tin loves Coffee. Gas loves Celt Z.
Celt Z loves Coffee.
To advance their aspirations, DA and GasBandit need to write a game or an app, and their programming skills aren't quite there yet. I have them each write a plugin for a bit of quick cash and a confidence boost, then practice programming, since they don't have to go to work today.
Tinwhistler keeps at the chess to work that logic stat.
Bubble is STILL jogging.
Celt Z introduces herself to Sparhawk in the park next door.
Oh hey, Sara, Adam, and Wasabi are having a picnic. Celt Z invites herself, and makes a favorable impression on Sara.
Jwhouk and Snuffleupagus both come home with promotions today! Way to go, fellas.
Gas has fallen asleep in the hot tub.
You know what, that sounds like a great idea to Celt Z and the guys who just got home from work.
Those of us who are NOT asleep nosh some grub and socialize in the living room.
After eating, DarkAudit elects to take a nap also... but indoors, and dry.
Snuffleupagus once again entreats his dog's spirit to come home.
Celt Z did not get a lot of rest in that hot tub full of stewed dudes. She goes to bed almost as soon as she wakes up from her nap. Most everybody else isn't far behind her, really.
Kags seems to be on a fitness kick with some late night jogging.
Looks like Tinwhistler caught whatever the heck it was that sent Gas to the hospital. Fortunately, I can treat him at home. I feed him, cure him, and send him to bed. He's worked hard today.
DarkAudit stays up all night playing vidya. THAT'S gonna be great for job performance today.
Oh, and he also samples some of Snuffles' yummier handiwork.
Miracle upon miracles, a tiny, dizzy, sleepy, soaking wet, spectral dog comes limping home in the wee hours of the morning. Daisy is back. FINALLY. And not before time, too... a full house is a Serial Romantic's most reliable contraceptive.
Ghost-Daisy is obviously ill, but it's 4:30 am and almost time to move on, so I have Snuffles slap a Cone of Shame on her and call it a day.