Writing Evil Twin Betsy's diary

[Jayamos]

22 Fall Y5
I want one more Skull Cavern day before I propose, one more day of freedom, but today's luck is TERRIBLE. So I run errands and go to the quarry to blow things up. I think of asking Seb if he wants to come along, but it's awfully late and it would be more fun during the daytime. I run into Robin on the way and she asks how I'm doing with... Maru? Do she and Seb talk? Should I say anything to Robin before I propose?
Nah, I think as I'm clearing the quarry, he's grown. He should be handling his family. But I do want to ask what he thinks the family reaction is going to be, in case we need to soften things up a bit.

23 Fall
Perfect luck. Off I go with magic rock candy, some spicy eel for when it runs out, and plenty of cheese. It's been way too long that I've been moping around and I feel kind of rusty. I spend too much time blowing things up on the early floors. It's fun, but I want fun and profit. Still, I get pretty far down and come home with a nice haul. Lots of treasure chests. Now I'm the proud owner of a pomegranate sapling, whether I want one or not, and a spare dark hat.

24 Fall
I sleep in a bit, with a sort of mining hangover. I wonder if I'm slightly concussed from all the bombing and leaping down shafts. It's all I can do—more than I can do, really—to get my inventory straightened out.
Should today be the day, I wonder? It's a good luck day, and that seems propitious, but I waver all day until I'm over at Clint's, trying to pick up my fancy new steel trasherator, and I get there minutes after closing. I could go give George a birthday present and regale him with tales of fighting off 3 serpents at a time. Or I could go find Seb.
Priorities, priorities. I don't really want to get crossways with his family, so I decide to be prepared for anything. When I get there, I ask him if he's discussed our getting serious with them. "Demetrius would be thrilled to get me out of the house," he says bitterly. "Maru and I aren't close. Mom... She doesn't want me to leave, exactly, but she says she worries about me having a life. And she likes you," he says, a little wistfully. "So, when the time comes I'll tell them, and it'll be fine."
I pull out the mermaid pendant. "Well, I think it's time," I say.

25 Fall
Clothing! What do I want to be married in this time? The black leather jacket is tempting, but I have a feeling Seb will be more formal. I fuss with the sewing machine all morning and finally have something that feels respectable. It took a while to figure out how to get the pants to match the jacket, and I finally had to run down to Emily and Haley's to get some help. Emily was very good about it, I have to say. These villagers are a forgiving bunch.
I felt so insecure about it I ran up to the mountain house to talk to Seb. On the way I ran into Abi, who was looking pensive on the bridge by Joja Mart. I said hi, but she didn't want to talk to me. I felt oddly guilty. Does she just share Seb's inclination to be solitary by water? Was there more to her friendship with Seb than I realized? Is that crush she had on me years ago still a thread running through our friendship?
When I got to the house, I checked in with Robin, who told me to visit any time: "It gets lonely up here." Demetrius seemed totally oblivious. So... calling things with the family good enough.
When I asked Seb what he thought about wedding outfits, he said, "I'm sure you'll look great in anything." This felt not at all helpful, although better than him requesting white lace and those mad uncomfortable crystal shoes, until he asked, "What about you? Do you have requests of the groom?" and I realized I felt the same.

28 Fall
Friday was... perfectly fine, but I was moody all day, and I decided to go do one last Skull Cavern run yesterday before my bomb addiction becomes a potential issue, swearing that I would manage to get back in time for the Spirit's Eve festival. Note to self: do not check mail with a megabomb in hand. It slipped and I blew up all the pathing by the front porch. Miraculously, the porch itself seems perfectly fine, though I'd better get Robin to check it.
That was a bad omen, and luck for the day was crummy, but I thought, who needs luck when you have staircases? I had plenty of fun and did indeed get back in time to find the Golden Pumpkin, which I was planning to give to Seb for a wedding gift.
BUT I got home with my backpack full, and instead of slinging stuff into a chest like a sane person I decided to put things away where I could find them again. Result: passing out before I could get cleaned up and changed.
So when I found myself in front of the entire village in my flannel shirt and torn jeans covered in rock dust, I just had to hope Seb was telling the entire truth when he said he'd appreciate me in anything. Especially since he went all out. He's the most elegant of... all my husbands. Even Elliott does not measure up.
When we got back to the farm I finally did clean up and put on my suit for him. And gave him the one prismatic shard I got on my run, in hopes of making it up to him. He was very pleased about it and as for the clothes, he said, "Well, it's very honest about who you are."
Then, as he said, there was work to be done, all the getting the farm buttoned up for winter: chopping down mushroom trees while there were mushrooms to be had, picking up all the remaining truffles, clearing the farm cave, and that last autumnal scythe, still one of my favorite parts of the year—and pretty quick, now that the animals are eating so much grass. I still felt moody the whole time. Seb's being great but I can't help feeling like I'm getting off on the wrong foot.

 

[Cuddlebug]

22 Fall Y5
I want one more Skull Cavern day before I propose, one more day of freedom, but today's luck is TERRIBLE. So I run errands and go to the quarry to blow things up. I think of asking Seb if he wants to come along, but it's awfully late and it would be more fun during the daytime. I run into Robin on the way and she asks how I'm doing with... Maru? Do she and Seb talk? Should I say anything to Robin before I propose?
Nah, I think as I'm clearing the quarry, he's grown. He should be handling his family. But I do want to ask what he thinks the family reaction is going to be, in case we need to soften things up a bit.

23 Fall
Perfect luck. Off I go with magic rock candy, some spicy eel for when it runs out, and plenty of cheese. It's been way too long that I've been moping around and I feel kind of rusty. I spend too much time blowing things up on the early floors. It's fun, but I want fun and profit. Still, I get pretty far down and come home with a nice haul. Lots of treasure chests. Now I'm the proud owner of a pomegranate sapling, whether I want one or not, and a spare dark hat.

24 Fall
I sleep in a bit, with a sort of mining hangover. I wonder if I'm slightly concussed from all the bombing and leaping down shafts. It's all I can do—more than I can do, really—to get my inventory straightened out.
Should today be the day, I wonder? It's a good luck day, and that seems propitious, but I waver all day until I'm over at Clint's, trying to pick up my fancy new steel trasherator, and I get there minutes after closing. I could go give George a birthday present and regale him with tales of fighting off 3 serpents at a time. Or I could go find Seb.
Priorities, priorities. I don't really want to get crossways with his family, so I decide to be prepared for anything. When I get there, I ask him if he's discussed our getting serious with them. "Demetrius would be thrilled to get me out of the house," he says bitterly. "Maru and I aren't close. Mom... She doesn't want me to leave, exactly, but she says she worries about me having a life. And she likes you," he says, a little wistfully. "So, when the time comes I'll tell them, and it'll be fine."
I pull out the mermaid pendant. "Well, I think it's time," I say.

25 Fall
Clothing! What do I want to be married in this time? The black leather jacket is tempting, but I have a feeling Seb will be more formal. I fuss with the sewing machine all morning and finally have something that feels respectable. It took a while to figure out how to get the pants to match the jacket, and I finally had to run down to Emily and Haley's to get some help. Emily was very good about it, I have to say. These villagers are a forgiving bunch.
I felt so insecure about it I ran up to the mountain house to talk to Seb. On the way I ran into Abi, who was looking pensive on the bridge by Joja Mart. I said hi, but she didn't want to talk to me. I felt oddly guilty. Does she just share Seb's inclination to be solitary by water? Was there more to her friendship with Seb than I realized? Is that crush she had on me years ago still a thread running through our friendship?
When I got to the house, I checked in with Robin, who told me to visit any time: "It gets lonely up here." Demetrius seemed totally oblivious. So... calling things with the family good enough.
When I asked Seb what he thought about wedding outfits, he said, "I'm sure you'll look great in anything." This felt not at all helpful, although better than him requesting white lace and those mad uncomfortable crystal shoes, until he asked, "What about you? Do you have requests of the groom?" and I realized I felt the same.

28 Fall
Friday was... perfectly fine, but I was moody all day, and I decided to go do one last Skull Cavern run yesterday before my bomb addiction becomes a potential issue, swearing that I would manage to get back in time for the Spirit's Eve festival. Note to self: do not check mail with a megabomb in hand. It slipped and I blew up all the pathing by the front porch. Miraculously, the porch itself seems perfectly fine, though I'd better get Robin to check it.
That was a bad omen, and luck for the day was crummy, but I thought, who needs luck when you have staircases? I had plenty of fun and did indeed get back in time to find the Golden Pumpkin, which I was planning to give to Seb for a wedding gift.
BUT I got home with my backpack full, and instead of slinging stuff into a chest like a sane person I decided to put things away where I could find them again. Result: passing out before I could get cleaned up and changed.
So when I found myself in front of the entire village in my flannel shirt and torn jeans covered in rock dust, I just had to hope Seb was telling the entire truth when he said he'd appreciate me in anything. Especially since he went all out. He's the most elegant of... all my husbands. Even Elliott does not measure up.
When we got back to the farm I finally did clean up and put on my suit for him. And gave him the one prismatic shard I got on my run, in hopes of making it up to him. He was very pleased about it and as for the clothes, he said, "Well, it's very honest about who you are."
Then, as he said, there was work to be done, all the getting the farm buttoned up for winter: chopping down mushroom trees while there were mushrooms to be had, picking up all the remaining truffles, clearing the farm cave, and that last autumnal scythe, still one of my favorite parts of the year—and pretty quick, now that the animals are eating so much grass. I still felt moody the whole time. Seb's being great but I can't help feeling like I'm getting off on the wrong foot.

That's so funny, made my day once again
Wish ETB good luck, my fourth Farmer didnt regret her choice yet, Sebby turned out to be a very handsome husband...

 

[BeenASon]

This is awfully tacky but cool at the same time lol.

 

[Jayamos]

In the end, everyone succumbs to ETB’s unique…charms.

 

[Jayamos]

1 Winter Y5
Well! Things are looking up. The scything still took long enough that I got to bed well after Seb and in fact woke him up. Also not great, I thought, but he said, "Sorry, I know you have a lot to do when the seasons change. I was going to stay up but I must have dozed off."
"Uh... coffee for a nightcap?" I said, and we chatted about our days for a few sips, then put the coffee aside to kiss, and then one thing led to another... and wow, there is a lot of passion under that still-waters-run-deep exterior. And he listens. I felt strewn with metaphorical rose petals.
In the morning he asked what my winter plans were. Rearranging practically everything, really. I spent a lot of the day trying to rearrange the greenhouse, without having really planned it, so I'm going to have to spend a lot of another day redoing it. I need to figure out what to do with the dehydrators and the fish smoker. I don't want the smoke getting into the wine and I want the dehydrators well out of the way of the kegs. I haven't reconfigured the manufacturing shed since Robin upgraded it. The area south of the barn and chicken coop is so full of trees I can barely get around. I have a whole list of clothes I'd like to sew. And so on.
Also, now that I have long-legged Seb here with me, the kotatsu just doesn't make sense in the kitchen, if it ever did. When I bring out the winter decorations, there isn't a good place for the tree. It might be time for one of those renovations Robin mentioned, plus that porch inspection.

3 Winter
We're getting into a coffee-and-espresso routine in the morning. It's nice. And I managed to get to bed on time last night and was rewarded this morning when Seb told me I mean the world to him. No pressure! It was sweet, though. I gave him the Golden Pumpkin, belatedly.
I was running errands in town and stopped by the notice board. Robin's doing her 1000 pieces of wood promotion, and I really want to get the trees thinned, so I take her up on it. I also run into Sam, who seems to think Seb's and my marriage is funny, which irritates me, although I can tell he's lonely now that their game is at my place and it's harder to drop by. So I tell him to come over, any time. It's not like I spend a lot of time inside.

4 Winter
Seb thinks we should raise more slimes. Who are you to tell me how to run the farm? I think, and manage not to say. He has a point. They're pretty low maintenance if you get things set up properly. Another possible project.
I love my iridium axe. 1000 pieces of wood acquired with minimal effort, plus the mahogany grove is tidied up. I still have nearly half the farm to clear, and I do mean clear. With all these animals I need plenty of pasture, and I'm tired of hunting behind trees for truffles and hens. I leave just enough trees for some shade.
I do not get to bed on time, but when I walk in the bedroom Seb drowsily asks, "Are you coming to bed?" and I feel cared for. Especially since he seems to like my workaholic qualities.

5 Winter
The Friday wine load-out, more clearing, and the weekly night at the saloon. I have a half-baked idea of giving Abi my extra Golden Pumpkin to assuage the weirdness I've been feeling with her, but the trio is there, no privacy, and she seems back to normal, even if there is a little tightness in her face. Beers all round, except for Seb's coffee.
Since Seb's hanging out with his friends, I have plenty of time to spend with Leah. "Well?" she asks. "How's the brooding hero when he's at home?"
"Driven. Sweet. A tiger under the sheets."
"Really," she says, raising her eyebrows.
"Really," I say, grinning.
She raises her glass and says "To marital bliss." We drink to it quite a few times.
So many times, in fact, that I'm a little wobbly when Seb and I happen to exit at the same time. It would be romantic to walk home with him, clutching his arm rather tightly, but I rode Misty to the saloon. "Are you okay on horseback?" he says, eyeing Misty warily.
"Oh sure," I say, "She's very reliable even if I'm not."
I get home long before him, longer than I would have expected, and I wonder if he's detoured to say good night to Abi. For a moment I'm jealous, and wishing I were detouring to say good night to Abi. But then he gets home and I'm glad to see him, and more sober, and he's glad to see me.

7 Winter
Trees are cleared, I've topped 6 million, and the fish smoker and the dehydrators are in the bat cave. As far as I can tell the smoke isn't getting into the dehydrators.
Caroline's birthday, so I go prepared into town. I see Abi first, and want to chat with her and give her the pumpkin, but she's determinedly headed to Cindersap, or maybe just to hang out with Sam, and she's also determinedly nonchalant, so I stammer a hello, how are you, and watch her tromp off.
I also feel like testing the waters with Alex, who is quite happy to get one of my very best bottles of milk, and back to being obsessed with gridball. I guess he's OK.
Caroline's out, and Pierre refuses to tell me where she is, so I loiter around the shop as the sun goes down... and there by the tree I see an ice butterfly, glowing in the dusk. When I get home I go to the greenhouse to finish rearranging it and there's a little flock of them, like winter fireflies.

 

[Jayamos]

10 Winter Y 5
Seb's birthday, and he's hungry in the morning; he suggests pizza, I give him sashimi, which pleases him. I think about taking him to the movies, but I don't think he'd like the one showing now. It looks schmaltzy.

While I'm running errands, I bump into Alex, who's bored without gridball, and toys with reading a book, but no surprise, that's not what he wants. I haven't asked Penny if she's found anything out. In fact, I've kind of been a hermit generally. It's been a while since I talked with George and Evelyn too. So I need to check in with all of them.

Meanwhile, Seb's idea about the slimes is interesting, and I want to do some renovating so there's a proper spot for the Winter Star tree. I wandered around the mines last night grabbing quartz to refine, and tonight I got obsessive with rearranging the chests so Robin can put in an alcove by the front door, until Seb sleepily asked "Aren't you coming to bed?" It's his birthday, of course I came to bed, and we had a nice snuggly celebration.

11 Winter
We have a very domestic morning. I get the chests moved while Seb reads comics and wanders up and down the stairs to look at the aquarium. In the afternoon I get Robin to put in the cubby and I do some ecological fishing for Demetrius.

12 Winter
Squid fest. Squid fest? It starts incredibly early, and even though today is loadout day, I decide to go see what's up and come back quickly enough to stay on schedule with the wine. Seb wants his Friday walk anyway. By the time I leave the festival I see him coming onto the dock, and I think about saying hi, but then I remember how he is with his ocean solitude and head home.

Fishing early snarls up my inventory, so by the time I get everything shipped or put away and the ancient fruit harvested and the wine decanted it's nearly 9. At the pub, Elliott's there, hanging out with Leah, and feels happy to see me. That's a nice vibe. Seb and I are like ships that pass in the night—he's going out as I come in—but we exchange a quick kiss. As usual, I end up with one beer too many after buying a round, but I don't think Seb likes it when I drink (was that a problem with his dad? but Robin doesn't seem to care). So it just goes in the fridge when I get home. I don't stay too late and he's welcoming when I get back.

13 Winter
I got the new slime hutch ordered. I had thought the slimes in the old one weren't breeding because they were at capacity, but unless the little green/blue/teal slime scrum in the corner has more slimes than I think, I should have plenty of room. I need to understand slimes better.

I heard a strange roaring in the night but was too sleepy to figure out what it was. Turns out Seb couldn't sleep, so he went off on the bike. Insomnia is a thing for him. I don't think I'll give him coffee at the pub any more. He's restless and independent and even though I'm not staying out too late I feel like I'm not seeing a whole lot of him. Getting a taste of my own medicine, I guess. But I mentioned my question about the slimes and he says he'll do some research.

 

[Jayamos]

16 Winter Y5
Last night at the Night Market, I don't watch the time and fall asleep during the Mermaid Show, which gets me a lot of teasing from Seb. Today I get to tease him about his portrait. He looks quite the leading man. Of course I buy the picture.
I saw Penny last night, too, and she said she had some pamphlets and such, so I went by the library today and picked them up. "There are adult programs for dyslexia," she says, "but he needs to get tested, and that's expensive... I don't see how that family can afford it."
"I... might have some connections," I say. "And, you know, the farm's doing well." I have an idea about how to get around this, but I need Seb's help.
We don't talk about that, though. Instead Seb asks if I want a baby.
"What?" I say. "I thought you weren't in a rush."
"I'm not," he says hastily. "But I'm really happy here. It makes a big diffference not to be living at home. Mom's, you know, Mom, and I'm her not-so-little boy, and then Demetrius just picks on every tiny thing. And here... you don't mind if I go out, you don't mind if I need to run off on the bike, you don't mind if I just read comics... it just makes me think more is possible than I used to."
"Well, I'm not ready yet," I say. "But... I'll think about it."

17 Winter Y5
A lot of running around. It's Rasmodius's birthday and I want to open some geodes and talk to Krobus. He might have some notion about the slimes.
Geodes were underwhelming, but when I asked Krobus about my non-reproducing, stuck slimes, he said, "You remember last spring when something just seemed to shift?"
"Uh..." Now that I think of it, something did seem different. "Does it have something to do with that green rain?"
He nods his massive dark head vigorously. "I think the slimes underground aren't much affected. But being above ground, they become very sensitive. All that open air, transmitting vibrations." He shudders. "They may feel something is wrong and be too stressed to reproduce."
When I give Rasmodius a solar essence, he's pleased enough that I ask him about my slime quandary and, without mentioning Krobus, I ask him about the spring shift theory.
"Ah yes," Rasmodius says. "Many elementals were quite disturbed. I theorize that slimes hatched after the incident, having known nothing else, would be fine, and those below may not even have noticed. But hutch slimes might well be unable to overcome the shift. They're not very bright, you know."
I said I'd noticed that and went home, thinking what to do about the slimes.

18 Winter Y5
I ask Seb if he wants to come bomb the quarry with me, and he does, so after I check on the animals, we hop into the mine cart and off we go. He shouts as we go through the tunnel. "This is great!" he says. "How did I not know about this before? Whoa, look at that stalactite!"
I caution him to stand well out of the way as I set off the first bomb. Rock chips fly everywhere, trees crash to the ground... and when the dust settles, he's grinning widely. By the end of the evening, he's learned to set them off, and between the two of us, collecting the spoils goes quickly. I get the jagged stumps cleared and we get in the mine cart. Slightly smudged, with his usually impeccable hair completely peccable, he turns to me and says, "When do we do this again?"
Family togetherness.
We get home pretty early and I tell him what Krobus and Rasmodius said about the slimes. "So I might have to cull them and start all over," I say.
"Ick," he says. "So you need more eggs?"
"Yeah, I don't have anywhere near enough yet, although I'm working on making more."
"There's a marketplace for everything, and I do mean everything, online," he says.
"I want it legal," I say. "This is a fun hobby."
"Well, didn't you say you've sold them? I'm sure Lewis is on the up and up," he says.
I am dubious about Lewis's virtue, myself, but I get a detailed receipt nightly and I doubt he'd be itemizing illegal commodities. "While you're researching... I wonder if you could do me a favor," I say, and explain the Alex situation.
"Wait, you want me to be helping out with your ex-husband?" he says.
Everyone in the village—except Leah—has been tiptoeing around my romantic life with such determination that I am surprised he's even thinking of Alex that way.
"Are you jealous?" I ask.
"Yes, I am," he says. "You're out of his life now, he doesn't even remember who you are, why do you even care?"
Because I do. Because you don't stop caring about someone just because they're not the right person for you to make a family with. Because he hardly caught a break in his life, except for being the star gridball player in his tiny school. I resort to cliché. "Because a rising tide ought to lift all boats," I say. "That whole family would be better off if he had more options. If you're not okay with me doing it for Alex, what about me doing it for George and Evelyn?"
"George is an old grump," he says. "He doesn't like me, I don't like him."
"Okay, then for Evelyn, who's carrying the whole family, isn't getting any younger, and could use less weight on her shoulders."
After a long pause he says, "Okay, fine. One slime market report and one website design for my meddling wife."
Family togetherness. But we get to bed early and pretty soon everything is fine.

19 Winter
I love Fridays. The satisfying routine of the wine load-in and load-out, the evening at the saloon, the even more satisfying receipt. I'm trying to start a new routine, walking home from the pub with Seb, and tonight I'm successful.
"So..." I say, "About having a kid, how do you think that would look? With me wanting to go mining when the luck is good, with you needing to take off by yourself."
"Well, like today, I like a Friday-get-out-of-the-house routine, and it seems like you're always home on those days. We might have to rethink the saloon situation, do alternate days," he says.
"Okay, that's one thing settled. But lucky days are pretty chancy. What if you have a deadline or want to get away on a good-luck day?"
He hesitates. "I guess... if I have a deadline I'd want you to stick around. But if it's me wanting some time off... maybe baby takes a walk with me in a sling? It's not the same freedom for me but it at least gets me out from behind the computer."
"And those midnight rambles?"
"I don't know," he says. "I know I do need some time when it's just me, wind in my hair, there's no pressure, no one to answer to. But I feel like we could work something out."
We walk along silently. "It would be a lot of changes for both of us," I say.
"Yes, it would," he says. After a while, he says, "We couldn't take a baby to the quarry."
I think for a bit. "Maybe we could find a baby sitter for quarry days."
"This is a lot bigger deal than I thought at first," Seb says. "I guess we should keep thinking about it some more."
"Yeah," I say. I've never really, truly, thought about it at all, though.

20 Winter
Evelyn's birthday. I bring her a preserved fairy rose, which she's pleased about, and then I just blurt out, "So... have you ever thought that Alex might be dyslexic?"
"Oh, honey, a million times," she says, sighing. "But ... he was having so much trouble settling down. There was his father, and then his mother dying, and then George's injury... truth is, it was just one thing after another, all of us just trying to keep our head above water, and he was a handful, and by the time things calmed down a little, and he calmed down a little, he was off to high school. With a lot of work we could keep his grades just high enough for gridball. That was the one thing that motivated him."
"Well, I don't know about motivating him now, but... if he wants help, there are ways he could get it." I show her the pamphlets from Penny, explaining about dyslexia treatment and testing, and then I show her the website Seb cooked up practically overnight. The Better Reading Foundation. A service to rural communities, where there are fewer resources. Well, a service to Pelican Town, anyway. Free testing, they coordinate and pay. Treatment for a nominal sum for eligible clients. The nominal sum was Seb's idea. He thought it would be more realistic and that Alex would be more motivated if he had to pay something. She doesn't have to know that the entire staff is me, with Seb as IT contractor, and Alex would be the sole client.
She looks over the material questioningly. "Let me talk to George about this. Do you really think he'd be eligible for treatment?"
"If he gets tested I'm just about certain he would be."
"I hate to get his hopes up," she says. She looks at me shrewdly. "This wouldn't have anything to do with your...?" she says.
"No!" I say. "No, it's not why. I just... I just feel like he deserves better."
"He's incredibly determined if he wants to be," she said. "Now, how to get him to want to be."

21 Winter
I look in on the slimes one more time. They move if I'm near them, and I want to try going into their area once. Maybe it'll shift things.
It's total carnage. I keep forgetting to use the flat of the blade instead of the edge. I also forget I can't use a sword and close a gate at the same time. I further forget how nasty those @#$! purple slimes are. By the time I remember all the things I need to, there's one dead red slime* and I'm coming to in Harvey's office, feeling battered and stupid, and even more stupid once I discover that somehow my steel falchion has gone missing. I don't care about the other stuff I've lost, and I could probably buy another, but I like that sword and the worn-in hilt.
So I trudge up the mountain and humble myself to Marlon. And check the Monster Eradication Goals. If I'm going to have two slime hutches—and now I do—I need to be able to manage those slimes without weaponry.
One bright spot: Seb's located a slime trading forum and there's one Aeryn who has a purebred red slime egg for sale and good reviews from buyers. Red slime egg on its way.

*This actually happened. Good thing a red egg is what Aeryn has.

 

[Cuddlebug]

One bright spot: Seb's located a slime trading forum and there's one Aeryn who has a purebred red slime egg for sale and good reviews from buyers. Red slime egg on its way.

*This actually happened. Good thing a red egg is what Aeryn has.

Well done, thank you . Btw, in the meantime Aeryn crafted a Slime Egg Press and pressed all her so far collected slime drops into eggs. There're 2 red and 3 green slime Eggs available now

 

[Cuddlebug]

I like their discussion about having children, it's the most realistic one ETB had with a spouse so far. Good luck for them both, maybe Seb wasn't the worst choice for a husband.

 

[Jayamos]

Thanks for the good words! There’s been a long steep learning curve for ET Betsy, and she’s not done climbing yet… She is getting lots of green slime eggs, not much else, so there might be another red slime order.