And now the 24 hours of freedom are over! Yay, no one died, although several people's neuroses were revealed and lots of stuff got cleaned! Stay tuned for the next installment, when we will return to regular programming and micromanaging, ha ha ha. Comments welcome, and I know I keep saying I won't take so long between updates again, but I mean it this time! :-) Thanks for reading!

Fortunately, Ultra takes pity on her and they have an engaging political discussion about the Simpublican party.

And then Joel laughs at her for not being able to make friends her own age. Poor Heather had a bad day.

Heather won't stop trying to hug people. Who knew she was so socially awkward without being controlled?

Samuel gets some water from the bar. Veronica probaly drank everything else.

Joel steals her simoleans, ha ha ha.

Veronica heads off to work, probably with a hangover.

Mmm, Grey goodness.

"You want some more of this, Bunny?"

And while Veronica is not looking, Joel takes the opportunity to harvest her money trees!

Veronica takes the opportunity to watch a recording of her favorite show, "Lost Sims."

Now that's just rude, Mr. Bunny.

Grey takes advantage of it still being dark out to do some stargazing (and look good doing it).

Joel wakes up to find Ultra playing with a rocket from the toy box. And that's Samuel in the shower back there. Folks are starting to rouse for the day, but the 24 hours aren't quite up yet, so they're on their own for a little longer.

"Um, good job winning the fight against the . . . what did you call it? . . . evil bunny?"

Veronica is aghast to see what looks like her daughter basically kicking her own a$$.

Heather: "Why you . . . " *Fur starts flying*

All the commotion wakes up her mom, Veronica.

"I really do admire you, Mr. Bunny, for all you do for lonely Sims."
Mr. Bunny: "Thanks, I should be admired for putting up with whiny brats like you!"

"You know, you are a really good listener, Mr. Bunny. Here's a back rub for a thank you."

'I'm really bummed about poor China's death from drowning in the pool, Mr. Bunny."

So Mr. Bunny is stuck with hanging out with (and laughing at) Heather, who continues to drown her sorrows in her good friend caffiene.

But Samuel is going to bed in the kids' room, right across from his wife . . .

Sadly, even Heather's imaginary friend would rather talk to Samuel than her.

Hopped up on caffiene, Heather goes off on her new imaginary friend.

Enter Mr. Bunny.