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Nate remembers that little incident with Santa. You readers might remember that too.
Nate remembers that little incident with Santa. You readers might remember that too.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Comics
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Size 830 x 1280px
File Size 270 kB
It's a Holiday Special Miracle!
Obviously, the Santa Incident wasn't just a dream, even if something out there is trying to convince them that it was.
For my part, I was wondering how Nate and Becky met up in the waking/mundane world, or even knew to think to try to contact each other, if they THOUGHT it was just a dream.
Maybe Nate's encounter with Bogmoggy made him suspect that it WASN'T a dream, and he looked Becky up in the phone book.
Obviously, the Santa Incident wasn't just a dream, even if something out there is trying to convince them that it was.
For my part, I was wondering how Nate and Becky met up in the waking/mundane world, or even knew to think to try to contact each other, if they THOUGHT it was just a dream.
Maybe Nate's encounter with Bogmoggy made him suspect that it WASN'T a dream, and he looked Becky up in the phone book.
Wait, they're dressed in more modern clothes—or at least Becky is, Nate's a square in any era—but I thought World War Santa took place in a sort of '50s America with a mix of cartoon sensibilities from multiple decades?
Honestly I love this.
That last panel, is Becky just going on and on as they walk?
I never went out and hit things with a bat. I grew up redneck and my parents were bizarre. I had army surplus gear as toys in K-5, including a handgun (firing pin removed), grenades (with some powder still in them!), and machetes (no, really.) The local kids did an impromptu attempt at a haunted trail one year, and I tripped in the dark in the woods in my stupid mask and fell on the ACTUAL SCYTHE I WAS CARRYING that I just picked up out of the garage. And my parents gave me a dissection kit because... reasons? I lopped the back of my finger off learning to respect the scalpel.
This is why I no longer wonder why Becky always has a black eye. :-P
Honestly I love this.
That last panel, is Becky just going on and on as they walk?
I never went out and hit things with a bat. I grew up redneck and my parents were bizarre. I had army surplus gear as toys in K-5, including a handgun (firing pin removed), grenades (with some powder still in them!), and machetes (no, really.) The local kids did an impromptu attempt at a haunted trail one year, and I tripped in the dark in the woods in my stupid mask and fell on the ACTUAL SCYTHE I WAS CARRYING that I just picked up out of the garage. And my parents gave me a dissection kit because... reasons? I lopped the back of my finger off learning to respect the scalpel.
This is why I no longer wonder why Becky always has a black eye. :-P
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