Crude and Feckless — Page 24
Family is a lot to deal with, especially on a hangover.
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PANEL 1
Fetch gets a towel from the bathroom sink while Morrigan complains off-panel.
MORRIGAN: What time is it? Almost ten?! Where have you been?!
I’m going to miss my shows!
TARA: Ma, relax.
PANEL 2
Morrigan kvetches, Tara takes the towel while handing Fetch the tray of cold food.
MORRIGAN: I will not relax! You stick me in this @#%* bed all day and night.
Nothing to do. At least let me watch my shows. Is that too much?
TARA: Here, take this to Molly and get something fresh.
PANEL 3
Fetch goes to the kitchen to find Molly cleaning the bedpan. Morrigan still heard off-panel complaining, but not as loud.
FETCH: So, is there any food?
MOLLY: I’ve made a right mess, I have!
Stupid Molly, always messin’ things up.
Bless your mam’s soul she ain’t kicked me to the curb.
What I deserve, don’t I know it.
PANEL 4
MORRIGAN: Ach! Is that sandpaper? Are you trying to kill me, girl?!
TARA: Hold still!
PANEL 5
Fetch, looking anxiously toward the bedroom, starts to help Molly clean up. Tara and Morrigan heard off-panel.
FETCH: Here, let me help you.
MOLLY: Well, aren’t you kind?
TARA: Fetch! Get in here!
MORRIGAN: Help! Tara wants me dead!
Fetch gets a towel from the bathroom sink while Morrigan complains off-panel.
MORRIGAN: What time is it? Almost ten?! Where have you been?!
I’m going to miss my shows!
TARA: Ma, relax.
PANEL 2
Morrigan kvetches, Tara takes the towel while handing Fetch the tray of cold food.
MORRIGAN: I will not relax! You stick me in this @#%* bed all day and night.
Nothing to do. At least let me watch my shows. Is that too much?
TARA: Here, take this to Molly and get something fresh.
PANEL 3
Fetch goes to the kitchen to find Molly cleaning the bedpan. Morrigan still heard off-panel complaining, but not as loud.
FETCH: So, is there any food?
MOLLY: I’ve made a right mess, I have!
Stupid Molly, always messin’ things up.
Bless your mam’s soul she ain’t kicked me to the curb.
What I deserve, don’t I know it.
PANEL 4
MORRIGAN: Ach! Is that sandpaper? Are you trying to kill me, girl?!
TARA: Hold still!
PANEL 5
Fetch, looking anxiously toward the bedroom, starts to help Molly clean up. Tara and Morrigan heard off-panel.
FETCH: Here, let me help you.
MOLLY: Well, aren’t you kind?
TARA: Fetch! Get in here!
MORRIGAN: Help! Tara wants me dead!
At first glance, I thought that was a bed pan in panel 2. Imagine my relief.
Bangers and mash. But even that could be a crude euphemism.