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Puck is nothing if not a bad friend. And a sore loser. And a sore winner. That's our gal. At least she's consistent.
Well, I see that Satan is happy, so that’s good I guess.
Too much Emily? Not possible I say!
Satan has no reason not to be happy!
He loves to see a nice bit of evil.
What have you learned from this, Puck?
Nothing at all. It’s not that kind of movie, kid!
It’s not. It’s really not.
I suppose we’re going to have to wait for the need of Aunt Taycee
It’ll come back eventually.
The purple glow about Phoebe’s head says it all. Tracee is a real prick.
More Emily, please!
Puck doesn’t come out of this smelling clean as roses either.
Closer to fertilizer for the roses?
Indeed. I like that.
OK, but seriously, I was betting that Tracee was going to stick with her friendship with Puck because of the chaos factor. I’m still hoping it happens.
We’ll get back to it. Eventually.
Now depart, with a couple of gold bars hidden on you.
More on that later.
Double-sided tape is a wonderful invention.
The only explanation.
Satan still does not have his shadow across his face though.
We’ll explain at some point soon.
Well, puck should have seen that coming. Still, let’s hope that this experience has some impact on Tracee and how she sees others in the future.
I think, long term, there will be a shift.
Is Tracee going to be the one who gets the shadow in the new reality?
If she does, old Satan is going to have his butt hit the street so hard the sidewalk will crack.
Of course, for future episodes, we still have the question of the robot Cabal and who built them and sent them and where they went. And who was mad enough at Satan to do that. (I’m thinking his ex-wife, Phoebe’s mother.)
We may get answers. We may not. We’ll see.
Long as she nails that black dress like that, Tracee can talk to me any way she likes… Well drawn. Can’t hardly see the tape holding her boobs up.
Everyone always thinks it’s tape. No one ever suspects broken physics.
Tape is probably cheaper.
Broken physics costs nothing!
I assumed it was the desire of the fabric to cling where it clings.
“O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!”
Satan seems pleased with her, uh, appearance.
Silicone holds its shape pretty well…
Tracee has never spoken like that before
Or dressed in black
We’re missing something
She’s just ascended to her rightful status as queen of the universe.
Yeah, that tracks.
Pass her a baby, though. 🙂
Miranda has sorta gotten past that pukey phase. Sad.
It is. But she can still be cute, disarming and drooly.
. . . . I suppose it’s too much to hope Tracee in next week’s episode says “KIDDING! Come on in, we’ve already set up the chocolate fondue fountain and the java express/milk steamer machines!” However, I can see The Darkness descending upon her face, with Satan thereby discovering a previously unsuspected kink!
She’s not THAT evil. But it’s a fun concept.
This reminds me of the small little kitten claws that are so cute AND devastatingly sharp…and pointy. next to a tree landing on my shin, kitten scratches are the worst. also never teach one to rest on your shoulder. It ends badly for everyone.
Kitten claws are the worst. Followed closely by puppy teeth.
I say sic Miranda on her. That will make her crack no problem!
Next comic.
Whatever you leave the house with is yours..
I feel that’s solid.
It reminded me of a banker in Elder Scrolls Online. Boasting that their vaults are “so secure that Baan Dar (a Khajiiti bandit god) himself couldn’t break in. Unless you happen to BE Baan Dar. in which case, whatever you leave with is yours.”
That’s just asking for it.
Demand payment. Or heads get punched off.
1 gold bar. Each
It occurs to me…at this moment, the gang outnumbers them, six to three. Why not take them down?
It’s late. Why bother?
Home is going to have significantly less Tracee and Satan in it. That’s what they wanted. Why not take advantage? Before they figure out how they ruined it.
Who set up the robots?
Unanswered.