Hello Tanner! At least, I wish I could say hello to Tanner. He’s become unhealthily obsessed with the bees, even though he doesn’t eat their honey. He also has trouble sleeping because he seems most interested in getting the bees. Oh well. He’ll pass out eventually.
As for Valerie and Grentilda, I caught the two of them in the garden taking turns slapping and chasing each other. It took me intervening with some quick disciplinary slaps and eventually separating them with an elevator for them to stop. It was mostly harmless but tremendously hilarious to watch.
Soon, the norns met each other again and seemed to spend most of their time playing with the lift, staring at each other and sleeping. They were starting to enter their golden years and were creeping up on the ripe age of 9 hours old. I started to doubt they’d have many more babies and started to debate introducing the next generation babies. Things were starting to get too quiet for my taste and the two adult norns I had learned everything they needed. Oh well. We’ll see next time.
