![It's Carmen Junior! [It's Carmen Junior!]](http://uglacy.anadandy.com/weblog/pug_images/09/pugsley0901.jpg)
Little Fionnuala Pugsley was a blue-eyed, black-haired miniature of her mother Carmen with the same 10/9/5/1/9 personality as her father Michaiah and her brother Fergal. In all regards, she had become rather secondary when Fergal met the woman of his dreams, exterminator Kenya Bar. The whole family took a liking to Kenya, and she was invited over often until practically everyone in the household was friends with her. Fergal couldn’t wait to become an adult so he could sweep Kenya off her feet.
Fergal came one step closer to his dream when he aged from a child with a shroom ‘do to a teen with a shroom ‘do and a Family Aspiration.
![Lovely, Fergal. Really lovely. [Lovely, Fergal. Really lovely.]](http://uglacy.anadandy.com/weblog/pug_images/09/pugsley0902.jpg)
Though perhaps not quite as ugly as his father Michaiah, Fergal tried his best by growing some creepy facial hair and swapping his shroom for a shaggy mop o’ chaos on his head. Fergal was pleased with his hot self.
![And who wouldn't be. [And who wouldn't be.]](http://uglacy.anadandy.com/weblog/pug_images/09/pugsley0904.jpg)
Meanwhile, Norman and Sandy were playing Juan and Kaebrianl Pugsley Memorial Life-Meter Craps, and both looked to have only a day or so left. Norman’s Lifetime Want was to be in love with 20 Sims, and Sandy’s even sluttier one was to sleep with 20 Sims, neither of which was on the horizon. Norman managed to get himself in platinum by befriending and flirting with neighbor Mehrissa and buying a guitar. Sandy worked some WooHoo magic with Norman in the hot tub, getting herself in platinum safely before the big event. As the clock struck six, it was Norman’s number that came up, and Sandy’s life meter descended to show several more days left. Norman died in the bathroom, right around where his mother Kaebrianl passed away, and became a platinum Romance urn that was moved to the sparklingly platinum family plot. Everyone moped and sniffled.
![Fergal could stand to look a little less chipper. [Fergal could stand to look a little less chipper.]](http://uglacy.anadandy.com/weblog/pug_images/09/pugsley0903.jpg)
Sandy was finally an unencumbered Romance Sim, so she put in a phone call to her longtime beau, himbo Daniel Pleasant (who, along with his wife Mary-Sue, serves as a one-night stand for all the Romance Sims in Kensington) and satisfied a saved want for hot tub WooHoo. High on life, she got out of bed and started autonomously giving Carmen a hard time. The two of them had disliked each other ever since the “Everybody Loves Norman” debacle, and as they stood there poking, shoving, and pranking each other, they got to downright hate one another. Finally Carmen attacked Sandy, winning the fight and lowering their relationship enough that another good tease the next morning sent them over the edge to enemyhood. Good fun.
![Which one do you really root for here? [Which one do you really root for here?]](http://uglacy.anadandy.com/weblog/pug_images/09/pugsley0907.jpg)
![Carmen kicks ass--she had already taken Sandy's name. [Carmen kicks ass--she had already taken Sandy's name.]](http://uglacy.anadandy.com/weblog/pug_images/09/pugsley0908.jpg)
Norman came out to haunt promptly after his death, accompanied by the Pugsley men who came before him, Juan and Aackrod. The three of them swept through and terrorized everyone all evening. Fergal came downstairs to try and make dinner, but the fridge, as luck would have it, was empty. Someone ordered groceries while Fergal used his new cell phone to order Chinese food, mainly to check out the new NPCs. Of course, since the Pugsleys have some weird mojo going on with their front door that makes getting any deliveries a time-consuming dance of pain, it took Fionnuala and Sandy the rest of the evening to coordinate getting both the groceries (which ended up getting carried in by Carmen as she came home from work, despite the choreography) and the mu shu pork (which was left on the lawn). In the meantime, Fergal’s low mood was not helped at all when he got scared by one of the haunting ghosts. When he went to take a shower to at least raise his dismal hygiene score while the food thing was being sorted out, his luck ran out–the spooking, while not killing him directly, had lowered his hunger score enough that he bit the dust in the shower. Fergal collapsed in a pixelated fetal position on the bathroom floor. (He should have known better than to use the Pugsley Bathroom of Death.)
![Not even the Grim Reaper wants this kind of view. [Not even the Grim Reaper wants this kind of view.]](http://uglacy.anadandy.com/weblog/pug_images/09/pugsley0905.jpg)
As the Grim Reaper swept in, a mob scene formed at the door as no one could get in to mourn. Worse, Carmen and Michaiah couldn’t get in to plead with the Reaper for their son’s life. A quick home remodel moved the tub to the living room and took out a section of wall, but Michaiah, who made it into the room through the new portal, was too busy crying over Fergal’s death to actually reverse it, and the Reaper turned Fergal into an urn.
![Damn you all and your debilitating grief. [Damn you all and your debilitating grief.]](http://uglacy.anadandy.com/weblog/pug_images/09/pugsley0906.jpg)
It’s a good thing they have Fionnuala.
The day after Fergal died, it was clear that Sandy was about to join him in the graveyard. She spent her last two days getting busy with Daniel to keep her mood platinum, exiting the mortal plane promptly at 6PM after hopping out of bed with him. The Reaper didn’t seem disturbed by the grannie undies on her drooping body, but he should have.
![Hey wait, she isn't in the bathroom! [Hey wait, she isn't in the bathroom!]](http://uglacy.anadandy.com/weblog/pug_images/09/pugsley0909.jpg)
Michaiah got one good sob in before the platinum urn was whisked off to the cemetery and everyone went about their business. Sadly, Carmen was at work, so exactly how one reacts to the death of one’s enemy is still a mystery.
Fionnuala was also slated to have a birthday, but she decided the couth thing to do was to let Grandma die first and age up later. She turned into a Knowledge Sim who is, sadly, perhaps a little more attractive than Carmen. Maybe it’s merely the glow of youth. A liason with Chuck, or perhaps Gordon King, or Brandon Lilliard, or maybe even some of the bufugly collegians at Sim State will hopefully straighten the lineage right out.
![A picture of family harmony! [A picture of family harmony!]](http://uglacy.anadandy.com/weblog/pug_images/09/pugsley0910.jpg)