Everybody who believes Anya raise your hand. Uh-that’s what I thought. Me neither. Poor kid.
Sounds like Eleanor’s not the only one scheming here. Hey, Jacob and Esther get to be Chuckleslovakian royalty! Pretty sweet!
Good to know Vickie’s fiancee will be okay. Eventually. Though it’ll be a race to see which happens first-he’s back to normal or Victoria forgives Eleanor. Maybe Edison can explain that it was an accident. Of course, it may be too late anyway. More on that later.
This was an odd strip to do. I had a lot of things I wanted to say, but they only came out in fragments. So I tried to mash two stories together. Not sure how well it worked out, but it did give me an opportunity to draw another diner, so there’s that.
Plus, the ambulance? Modeled after the old “Paddy Wagon” model kit.
How nice to find a new episode waiting for me on a Monday morning!
Charlie, could you pretty-please give us footnotes for which episode numbers to refer back to just in case we’re a teensy bit confused about what story lines we’re rejoining here? Or even just which side of the discombobulathingamajiggy the first panel is on?
Hmmm, I can try, Pops. Though it might take some digging (which is a good thing, actually).
As far as today’s strip goes, we’re starting out in Vampire Victoria’s universe (I could’ve put her house in the background).
We’re jumping from VV’s timeline to Larry’s, where we’re gonna stay for a while. I promise, if we jump anywhere, I’ll let you know from the beginning.
Yeah, I’ve kinda given up trying to untangle Miss Vickie’s storyline and am just letting it wash over me. But I really am trying to follow the twists and turns of Our Gang, the Little Rapscallions….
Ah well, here’s a quick recap:
First off, Vampire Victoria (as opposed to Space Victoria) is angry at Edison because Space Victoria tore her (Victoria) werewolf fiancee’s head off. She blames Eleanor, because, well, Eleanor. Even though Eleanor had nothing to do with it.
Anyway, Our Gang: Jacob, Esther, Triss, Izzy, and Malcolm went to spend the Summer in Chuckleslovakia (courtesy of Eleanor, the Chuckleslovakian Royal Family, and The United States State Department for Chuckleslovakian Affairs, all of whom want Anya to dump Jacob so she can marry and make heirs to the throne).
Hmmm…I’ve been stuck for a strip. Maybe a visit with the Little Rapscallions…
That vet is a real miracle worker. Shame Space Victoria probably isn’t going to have much of a chance to set the record straight. Even if she did, I can’t imagine “I did it just to back-sass Eleanor” would be the most gracefully received excuse.
Oh Anya. Your love life is such a terrible, terrible mess. You’d think she’d take the time to maybe step back from these screwed-up relationships and work on herself, buuuut…well, she wouldn’t be Anya if she did.
Stephanie might be able to set things right. Who knows, maybe Edison could straighten Vickie out (if she believes her, that is).
And yeah, poor Anya. It’s not like she doesn’t meet lots of nice Chuckleslovakian men at the library. Can’t see the forest for the trees, or something.
Charlie, THAT is a clearer explanation than I thought possible! (My problem may be trying to shoehorn the Vampire foot into either the Space or Pirate boots.)
As far as Anya’s potential royal heir-and-a-spare are concerned it’s *her* bloodline that matters. The father(s) might be of interest, but not crucial. Our dear librarian could just sign their birth certificates “Anya R.” and defy anyone to challenge her. Not that she is usually that regal, but if sufficiently provoked she just might.
Though we’re talking about an heir to a throne. There could be complications.
On the other hand, she would have the weight of the Chuckleslovakian throne behind her. Plus, the United States. Even more than that, she’d have Eleanor in her corner.
All those who believe that Anya’s truly okay with it, raise your hands.
Yeah, I don’t, either.