Last time Fiona died. The only one who has the mourning moodlet, is Randolph, even though the whole family saw her die.
Randolph: I wish, mom could have seen her grandchild.
Yes, I´m sorry about that.
Hi, Kisa! Looking good!
Another one in mourning. You know, it would help, if you actually married someone not-elder stage.
Rowan: *sob*
A successful good-night story. That´s all.
Never mind Catherine wearing her outerwear.
Isla Paradiso is so pretty.
Why are my evil sims always so good with children?
Connie: You have to corrupt them early.
Sure.
Birthday for little Liam.
I´m sure, the blond is from his great-granddad. Yes.
Another werwolf-wannabe. I still don´t have one.
Matteo Torres seems to have issues with the house.
But is comforted by cake.
Catherine: Cake is good for the soul.
I´m totally with you.
While waiting in line to wash his plate, Matteo turns into a zombie.
Randolph: *Gasp*
Relax, he won´t do anything.
Randolph: No! I think Cathy´s arm needs to be amputated!
He washed his plate, then shuffled away before Randolph could shoot him with the sunlight charm. At least he had fun.
Hi, Beverly!
Full moon is hard for my little coward Violetta.
Hey, you´re up again. We´ve come a long way, haven´t we?
Violetta: Indeed. Is this Isla Paradiso?
Yes!
Violetta: Beware the lag.
Too late for that.
Liam is learning all his toddler skills.
He´s a studious one.
Randolph has nearly reached his Lifetimewish.
Random Lady: What have you done to me? You son of a Llama!
RL: Goodbye, cruel world!
RL: Revenge!
RL: … just one moment… *huff*
RL: I hate you! (But you are kinda cute)!
Randolph: Same!
He heals her, but I somehow didn´t take a photo of that.
Instead his next victim!
And healing!
And ka-ching! Finally!