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Teamwork makes the dream work, Mischief!
Wait, where are you running to?
Mischief?
…
Why are you sick?
Don’t tell me…
Nope, nope, I ain’t gonna say it! γ½(`ΠΒ΄)οΎ No jinxing here, ladies and gents!
We still have to kill Wolfgang to officially complete the challenge. How are you gonna do it?
Bees?
Bees!! ππ
Umm…
He didn’t die, Mischief.
Mischief: …
I don’t think sims can be killed by bees.
Mischief: β(Β΄ο½₯c_ο½₯ο½ ;)β
Maybe we should just go fishing, yeah?
It’s a beautiful day in Willow Creek~ Surely, we’ll catch us an angelfish!!
You caught something??
What is it?! Could it be…
Oh
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Seaweed… cool.
There’s no seaweed emoji, Mischief. We should write a letter of protest.
Is that a goldfish?
It’s so small… why do you look so damn satisfied?! We need an angelfish, my girl!
WHAT THE FRICK FRACK PADDY WHACK IS THAT THING?! γ(Β°γΒ°)
It’s feckin’ huge…
Wait, I think that’s… a Tambaqui??
How the feck did you catch aΒ Selvadoradian fish in Willow Creek??
Mischief: ΰ©§| βΎγ§ βΎ |ΰ©
K then, go grab some food, will ya?
Mischief: “You’re so cute!” *giggles*
Girl: *blushes* “Thank you…”
An~d she’s running to the bathroom. What is your bladder right now?
No… don’t say it…
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We don’t need another brat to hold back our plans!
An~d she’s back to flirting with the girl.
She just can’t help herself (>α)
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