The Coopers 3.6

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Last time: Britta strove to become a prankster extraordinaire, but experienced some setbacks. She attended a festival in San Myshuno and joined a club called the Renegades, currently led by a shit-for-brains bratty kid. Then she skipped school and had a lil’ flirting sesh with fellow club member, Morgan. Plus some other family members did some stuff.

Why, hello there, Wolfgang! Desert Bloom, you say?

Britta decides to invite Ulrike out to join them. This other Sim hung out with them too, despite not being in the Renegades club OR even knowing Britta.

Nawww, even when she’s cracking jokes that completely fail to hit any mark, she’s so adorable.

Wolfgang: lol! u must got crabs and that’s why u so bad at humour! ur itchiness must be distracting u! lololol
Britta: what even

ok, so Wolfgang is a jerk. But we’ve got a purpose and must continue dealing with him for now.

Ulrike cooks everyone some hot dogs, and Britta gets to work.

Britta: Don’t you just hate loudmouths? I certainly do.
Wolfgang and Ulrike: oh tru
Other Sim: OH HELL YES! Please tell me more!

Everyone else went home and Britta decided to dance all by herself in this deserted bar that no one even works in apparently. plz go home, Britta.

Poor Julian just trying to work and his son spraying some cleaning fluid into his face for some unknown reason.

Julian: Oh baby… what do you say we hit the sack?
Troy: HELL YEAH, PARENTS! GET! IT! ON!

For some reason, Claire did not find this off-putting.

The following morning…

Julian: My love… you are as hot as a flame…

To mere mortals such as you or I, that line might have seemed super-cheesy, but to Claire it was just the aphrodisiac she needed to jump into bed a second time.

Britta invites Morgan over to continue the job she started last night!

Then… we had a ton more visitors invite themselves over… (at least not vampires this time)

Britta: So guys, what do you think of our club leader, Max Villareal?

Uhhhhh… wtf do you guys mean… he was at the club gathering with you idiots.

Britta: ok well, just so you guys know, Max is a total jerk and weirdo and really mean.

Wolfgang: Whoa, he sounds like a terrible person!
Ulrike: Thanks for letting us know, Britta. You’re the best, looking out for us like that!

Meanwhile, Morgan is sobbing hysterically at the graves of Britta’s grandparents who she never met, because that makes total sense! Good one Morgan!

Britta: I understand you’re feeling depressed about this, but it’s okay, because they keep visiting us as ghosts like literally all the time, and Grandma’s a bit of a jerk anyway. Also you never met either of them.

Britta: Anyway, what do you think about Max Villareal?
Morgan: Who?

Britta: Oh, he’s just the snot-nosed little bully who thinks he’s the king of our whole club. Jerk.
Morgan: oh my :o

Britta: Anyway, onto happier matters – love!
Morgan: I like love :)

Britta: *kisses Morgan*
Morgan: omg O_O

Britta: By the way, once I pissed my pants.
Morgan: o…k… o___O

I don’t believe that this is actually true anyway, Britta. wtf r u doin

Despite that, they decided to have a sleepover, the cutie-pies!

Meanwhile, Troy is an idiot who made himself dazed from drinking too much coffee, and then broke the coffee machine trying to make yet another cup of coffee. Look mate! It’s the middle of the night! Just go to bed!

Melvin’s ghost: You didn’t hear this from me, but in the afterlife your mother’s proven to be a bit of a drama queen.
Claire: Say no more, Dad. I’ve seen it too.

Britta: Look babe, I’ve got to be honest with you. You have to stop mourning my grandparents who you never met any spare moment you have. It’s kinda weird.

WooHoo “Fooling around” is a perfect distraction!

Morgan: The flavours in this tofu taco are amazing, man! It tastes just like rice!
Britta: :D…?

Thank you guys, thank you. I’m glad you agree.

Get lost, loser king! Your time at the head of this club is drawing to a close!

Britta is disappointed her spur-of-the-moment decision to prank Max didn’t go that well.

Britta decided to invite all of the non-lame members of the Renegades over for an unofficial meeting. As you can see Morgan was excessively keen.

Britta asks Ulrike and Wolfgang what they think of Max’s leadership. (She tried to ask Morgan too, but Morgan was too busy crying over those graves.) As you can see Ulrike is coming around to the cause. Wolfgang needs more work.

Britta: Look babe, it’s okay. If you keep coming around here for sleepovers, you’ll meet both my grandparents soon enough anyway! And, by the way, what do you think of Max Villareal’s leadership?

Morgan: Oh yeah, he sucks.
Britta: ’atta girl!

We interrupt this saga to bring you: Julian being promoted, again!

Wolfgang: So, I hear that Max sucks.
Britta: Well, you’re a bit late to the party, but yeah he does.

Are you suffering from mid-term memory loss or something. Yes you went to a club gathering and it was stupid and boring and you all just sabotaged everything in the bathrooms for the whole meeting.

yes better

Sure thing!

Britta invited her buddies Ulrike and Morgan to tag along. BUT THERE WAS A GATE-CRASHER…

…Max Villareal himself! *gasp*

Britta lights a campfire for her club to enjoy.

Britta asked Max what he thought about the direction of the club.

Britta: No Max, you’re a snot-nosed little kid who’s mean to everyone all the time. We all hate you and want you to step down.

Failure.

Max glared at Britta like this for the entire rest of the evening.

Max: You’re all treating me like I’m some kind of baby! Well I’m NOT, I’m NINE YEARS OLD!!!
Morgan: omfg calm down

Britta: spoken like a true baby lol
Max: GRRRRRRRR

Max started to look worried when other club members voiced similar disapproval.

So then he stormed off.

Everyone else, minus Wolfgang because he’d made himself scarce, shared in a good laugh at his expense.

Max: Grrrr, I will get you… I will get you all…

Thank you for this fascinating contribution, Abed.

Stacey’s ghost: I must destroy all the bathroom stuff because I hate fire

Britta: Cheer up, Grandma! We live in a world with butterflies!
Stacey: hmm true

This actually worked.

excuse me Britta you’ve just spent nearly your entire weekend engaged in club shenanigans

By the household?? Whose household?! Not this one.

Julian and Claire don’t really do much these days other than working, skilling, doing fitness things (Claire only) and occasionally romancing each other. Here is a picture of that last one. Julian gets to inflict bestow a suave kiss on Claire because he’s all confident from the last painting he finished.

Britta invited her cousin Shirley over from school, but Shirley just pulled this face no matter what Britta said.

Maybe because Britta was intent on sharing a conspiracy theory about mermaids, and Shirley has no patience for that kind of crap…

They are “Friends” now though, anyway.

It’s Abed’s birthday!

He looks literally the exact same. He rolled the trait Slob, to go with his pre-existing ones of Art Lover and Unflirty.

For a Sim with the Evil trait, Shirley sure has been torn up about her grandparents’ deaths (never even having known them that well) for years. Maybe it’s an origin story…

Great! So you’ll be supporting Britta’s leadership coup against him now, right?

Britta and Morgan aren’t allowed to do any romance any more and have to hug chastely instead, because Morgan has aged up to Young Adult >:| c’mon game, this is mean.

Britta calls a meeting to discuss the leadership issue. You can see that Wolfgang is really thrilled to be talking about this again.

Although it doesn’t seem like he has anything better to do anyway. Dude, Britta has to schedule her subterfuge in around high school!

Britta: So I think we’re all agreed that Max is a terrible leader who has to step down for the good of the club?

smh, Wolfgang. Haven’t you ever met Max?

He reckons not?? So what are you doing claiming that he’s not that bad, then?

Wolfgang: I mean, let’s be real here – is he in the same class of loathsome, contemptible scum as people with foot odour issues? I think not.
Britta: :D…?

p sure if she didn’t need Wolfgang’s backing on this, she’d stop wasting her time with him. smh

Wolfgang: Get away from me, you vile CRAB!
Julian: Okay, okay!

At least Wolfgang can admit that Max is doing a crap job as club leader. Ulrike too but she’s always been loyal

Ulrike: You know, a more competent leader would be able to organise some great fundraising opportunities for the club. Think about all the awesome stuff we cold do if we had the funds!
Claire: Hmm, I like money :)

Abed got a job in Social Media.

His career has a bit a mixed start.

And, although that was a bit of an abrupt ending, stay tuned for the next update for MORE! More subterfuge! More drama! More romance! See you then!