October Kiss Page #2

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and, um...

Thanks.

...the secret password

is "pumpkinhead."

For now.

Got it.

All right, have a good one.

Yeah, you too.

Thanks.

Hello.

This is.

You guys in there?

- No!

- Yes!

Ow! Uh, I mean, no.

Can I come in?

What's the password?

Password.

- Not even close.

- Flibbity-jibbit.

Bingo-bongo.

No!

I don't...

Pumpkinhead?

My dad told you.

Maybe.

Or maybe mermaids can read minds.

What am I thinking?

Hmm...

You're thinking

"what am I thinking?"

You guys wanna go have some fun?

That's got to be

a new inbox record.

Now, this is a harvest festival.

If you're a mermaid,

then where's your tail?

It only comes out in the ocean.

What do you eat?

Seaweed and algae.

You don't eat fish?

No, fish are my friends.

Do you speak fish?

Fluently.

But my French is better.

Corn on the cob.

Do you know how to pick out corn?

So get the ones

that are, like, kind of

yellow underneath.

Those are the good ones.

What's your favorite food?

How many marshmallows

can you fit in your mouth

at one time?

What's the scariest

roller coaster

you've ever been on?

And can ghosts swim?

Anything with mustard.

Nine.

Drop of doom.

Only fish ghosts.

What are we going to do

with all this corn?

We're going to make corn bread.

Yeah, what are we going

to do with that?

We're going to eat it.

Along with the chili

we're gonna make for dinner.

Does your dad like chili?

He eats at work.

That's why you're with us.

So he doesn't have to be.

I'm bet he wishes he was here.

I hate corn bread.

- More for me!

- And me!

Spider! Spider!

Oh...

Spider!

Let's go.

Zach, where are you going?

Come back.

Zach!

So, I think that

spiders might like corn on the cob

as much as people do.

Sorry, buddy.

Okay, I'm going to be

right over there

if you need me, okay?

Right there.

Hey, Zoe.

Let me guess,

he's not talking to you?

No.

That's okay.

Talking's overrated.

I'm gonna talk to these guys.

Hey, nanny!

Hi! I'm a nanny, too.

I know why they call it a nanny goat.

Why?

Because nannies come in

and try to take over.

My favorite sweater!

Oh, no.

Okay, um, um...

Off!

Roll over! Spit!

Uh, heel!

Um, uh... oh.

This is all your fault!

I want to go home!

Me too.

Me three.

Sleep well.

You woke me.

Awesome.

Don't worry, it's just

a little bit of blood.

I'm kidding.

It's juice.

So, things went well, then?

Completely painless.

Don't worry about the rug.

Please.

The kids asleep?

One is.

The other's faking.

I took them

to the Harvest Festival,

where Zach had an unfortunate

arachnid incident,

and Zoe's favorite sweater

is currently being digested

by a goat.

Oh.

They are wonderful kids.

Oh, no...

Funny, and unique,

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