Of Dates and DeathsNathaniel: I hate school. And Mum. And Other Mum. And Dad. And having to get up in the morning. And homework. And...
Yeah, he's having a mood swing. Best we leave him to it. That's what I do to my sisters when they're having a mood swing. Except they're all adults and really should have grown out of it by now.
Nathaniel: And I hate watchers.
I hate you too.
Iris: Mature.
This coming from you, Iris.
Iris: I think you'll find I... mrrrghhhhfff!
Alys: I love you, Iris.
Iris: I love you too. Except when you try to suffocate me.
Alys: That's a fair qualification.
Iris: So, be my girlfriend?
The whole Alys figuring out Iris was cheating (finally) broke their relationship and they were just Romantic Interests.
Alys: I don't really want to just be your girlfriend. Aren't I worth more than that?
Iris: You are, but we have to jump through all the hoops or we can't get remarried. I suppose it's a good thing. The date phone calls are annoying enough without random strangers proposing to us.
I once got proposed to by a random stranger. He was drunk, and I turned him down.
Alys: Poor man.
Iris: Excuse me, this is our story, not yours. Go write your own story if you want one. I'm the most important person here.
Alys: Has she always been like this?
Normally worse.
Proposal #2.
Wedding #2.
Alys: I promise to love you, cherish you, and tolerate your constant rants about sharks.
Iris: I promise to regularly inform you of shark sightings in the area and to love you.
The happy couple are (once again), wife and wife. N'aww.
Laura: Auntie Alys, can I ask you something?
Alys: If it's not about your calculus homework, then yes.
Laura: How do you ask someone out?
Alys: Get your friend to do it. Or, failing that, hire one of those planes with a banner behind.
Nathaniel: I hate my family. I'm never going home again.
I know they're mad, but they're really not that awful.
Nathaniel: I hate them though.
Alys is making hamburgers for dinner.
Nathaniel: Cool!
Role-reversal when its the parents keeping the kids up late with loud music.
This picture is solely included because of Iris' eyebrows in it.
Iris: Eyebrow exercise is good for the soul.
Justin has started a blog, called In Kayes of Emergency. So far he's blogged about getting new friends. That isn't exciting, but it's the only screenshot I have of him this chapter.
Laura doesn't have the never nude trait. She's just doing this for the fun of it.
Laura: Got to look good for prom!
Yes, by bathing in your clothes. Obviously. Why didn't I think of that?
Laura: Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit.
Nathaniel: I don't think I invited you as my date, Kenyon.
Laura: He's mine. Paws off.
Laura gets prom queen and a steady boyfriend out of Kenyon, Nathaniel gets into three fights.
It's time to chase that second-choice spouse. Not that I'm going to tell her she's the second choice.
Nathaniel: You like art? Let's go to the art gallery!
Girl: Who's your favourite painter? I like the Impressionist school, but I can't choose a favourite. Picasso was also pretty awesome.
Nathaniel: Aren't they all dead?
A tourist dies while they're on their date. That'd normally be a bit of a downer, witnessing someone pop their clogs, but Nathaniel isn't put off that easily.
Nathaniel: Yesterday I saw this awesome video on the internet. It's a cat riding a tortoise! The look on it's face is hilarious! Hang on, I'll show you it.
Girl: That's so cute!
Her face is so, so scary like that.