Xanatos starts his day with a hearty evil laugh. Almost as good as breakfast.
He then recieves a phone call. He won't tell me who it was.
Apparently, something about Yoink sleeping irritates Xanatos.
He then settles in with his Inventing book.
The kitteh sleeps in a chair, like bad kittehs do.
That board? It's not a board. that's
stone, baby.
Barbarossa insists on wearing goggles when mixing ludicrously acidic compounds. It's not like they do anything, though.
MonkeyHead will one day perfect SlapFu.
"You're not insane! You're just obnoxious!"
Ah'm so HONGRY!
Yoink and Barbar on the computers, LANing it up. Wasn't Barbarossa just fully dressed?
Scriver follows Max White into the bathroom, continuing to irritate him.
Scriver then fails a Will save.
I slappa you face!
Cartoon violence ensues.
Max White is the victor of the Rumble in the Loo.
Scriver then immediately targets MonkeyHead, complaining about his laziness.
"Yeah, well..you're lazy, too!" Best comeback, MonkeyHead.
Barbarossa gets a call on his cellphone, it seems that he's actually an accountant and one of the major corporations in town need him to balance the books.
Jopax gets picked up by a lady in a cool tricorne.
Yoink is not so fortunate.
Xanatos heads off somewhere.
The deathgrip of the waffle on this Haus seems to be waning. I, for one, couldn't be happier. Now if only I could convince them that not every meal needs to be breakfast.
Baldingman picks up Scriver for work. It's a good thing, too. I was beginning to think he had a death wish.
Wait a minute. that's Scriver's car in the background...but
that's the same driver! Something fishy is going on here.
Xanatos meets a decorated celebrity chef.
"Hi there. Have you considered the state of your mortal soul? I can get you a pretty sweet deal on it..."
Barbarossa, 500 tax free dollars heavier than he was before.
Xanatos decides to irritate the crap out of this lady. Some paparazzi show up and take pictures. BAM! Instant fame star.
Why would they let Yoink work dressed in his swim trunks!?
Max waters the plants.
MonkeyHead goes to the bar. He chats up some ladies.
This one, however, thinks that he smells like a yeti. I'd imagine that she's right, what with the green clouds and all.
A little bit more fame for MonkeyHead, at the cost of one drink. Not enough to bump him a level, but he's getting closer.
This drink tastes like a llama's ass.
Xanatos catches up on his reading. This is a book about pregnancy. I don't want to know what he's got planned.
Hey, weren't those computers black before? You guys need to quit trolling me.
Scriver succumbs to sleep after a long day of getting his ass kicked.
This drink needs more llama ass.
Liquid courage, away! Flirt mode: activated.
Xanatos decides to refresh himself in the pool. This is him teabagging the whole community in one fell swoop.
So much for that.
Apparently, MonkeyHead isn't famous enough to mack on this lady.
So, he tries another.
And gets shot down again.
Barbarossa decides to gain an advantage while Max White slacks off.
Xanatos and Yoink hit the hay.
Jopax, however, decides to train up some.
"Yes. I will lift MOUNTAINS!"
Scriver feeds the cat. Not pictured, him tasting the cat food.
Yoink takes a business call. Good thing he slept in his suit.
He then rushes out of the house frantically, attempting to hide a guitar in his jacket so that he can go play at the park.
Xanatos gets a phone call.
"What? There is no Hugh Jass here!"
Jopax's cell also goes off. He gets an opportunity. Work out for 3 hours and head to the gym for biometrics measurements.
Waffles are the most evil of breakfast food.
You people are disgusting.
Sadly, Yoink made exactly $0 at the park. Better luck next time, bro!
Scriver begins annoying Xanatos. You'd think that he would have learned his lesson by now.
Jopax avoids the whole thing by tending to his cat.
MonkeyHead wants a better view, though. He knows what's coming.
"I heard you slept with the abominable snowman's mom! How could you cut me out of action like that!?"
Max White tends his garden. That tree has gotten pretty big.
Rage...boiling...
Hear that thud? That's Scriver getting tackled for the third time in two days.
And this is the third fight he's lost in that time frame, too.
Xanatos makes faces at Scriver, post fight.
I'm not really sure what ellicited that response.
Yoink is still at the park.
Yeah, that was my reaction, too.
Max White sets out to do some chemistry.
Barbarossa knows that cooking is chemistry for hungry people.
Macaroni and cheese for all! Down with waffles, up with cheese!
Yeah, nothing's going to go wrong here. Too bad that workbench ran out of scrap.
Ah, well, Xanatos just moves to the other one. It's a good thing he's not me. My chest would have caught fire.
Speaking of me, "Ohmmmmmmmmm..."
Chemistry didn't go so well.
See Barbar run.
After work, Scriver finds some detective lady to talk to.
He flirts with her and...holy crap, it actually worked!? Her name is Bunny, by the way.
D'awwww. Little did Scriver know upon moving in for the kill, that one was going to turn into an "Amorous Hug".
Go go gadget massage hands!
They look at the stars together. How romantic.
He moves in for the kiss...
But she shoots him down and walks away. Maybe next time, buddy.
"...mmmmmmmmmmmm...."
Lights out, boys!