If You Like It Then You Should Put A Ring On It
Nathaniel: Treasure! Bright, shiny treasure!
Nate's back in Egypt. He needs more opportunities and so we're making use of the newish ruling that you can have up to three Adventure Opportunities count.
And obviously, when running errands for an evil corporation, a police car is the best vehicle to use.
Nathaniel: Well, the Egyptian police aren't exactly going to stop a fellow police officer, are they?
No, but you might scare your new friends.
Nathaniel: They're not friends, they're business associates.
Nathaniel: You must be the head honcho round here.
Samir: I am the boss.
Nathaniel: Same difference.
Samir: It is not the same difference. I am the boss. The leader. You will respect me, no stupid names, and you will do what I tell you to, Mr Police Car Driver. Or I will kill you.
Nathaniel: O..o..okay!
Nathaniel: I don't want to die. I'm too young to die. Help me, watcher.
You hate me.
Nathaniel: I won't hate you if you save me.
Did I save him? No. I sent him into a tomb where he came face to face with a mummy.
Mummy: Die. Die. The Grim Reaper is coming for you, so you'd better be ready to die.
Nathaniel: You know what? These death threats from everyone are getting kinda boring right now. Samir The Boss was scary but you're just wrapped in toilet paper.
Nathaniel: Argh! I take it back! You're much more than wrapped in toilet paper!
Mummy: I didn't curse you this time, but if you ever try it again...
Nathaniel: My bum!
I think that's where the phrase 'kicked your arse' comes from.
Nathaniel: He punched it as well!
Nathaniel: Note to self. Don't insult mummies.
Meanwhile, back at the CrumpleSteel house, Connor is playing chess.
And Alison is waiting for her uncle to come home.
Alison: I see him! Ready the buckets!
And when she's successfully soaked Nate, she's ruling her kingdom.
Alison: Queendom. I'm a girl.
Connor ages up. There's no other pictures than this, because at this point I was playing really fast to get to the stage where I could move.
Which came shortly after.
Nathaniel: Pansy, I know the readers have probably forgotten about you because the watcher completely failed to have you in very many chapters or to have me go on any dates with you, and I know you probably think I'd forgotten about you because I didn't even phone you for a large proportion of my young adult years. But somehow you've stayed with me, so will you marry me?
Pansy: Will you keep ignoring me if I marry you?
Nathaniel: No. We'll live in the same house and everything.
Pansy: Then yes.
Nathaniel: I present you with this ring, which'll disappear as soon as it goes onto your finger.
Pansy: That's stupid.
Nathaniel: I know.
A quick costume change for Pansy later (and weirdly, after she's chopped some of her hair off), they declare themselves man and wife.
Connor: She's in her nightie. Awesome.
Alison: Boo!
Connor: Argh!
Aww, a perfect wedding.
