Halloween 2026 - Day 16

Greetings. I come with a gift.

Cael: Gifts arriving in coffins generally don't bode well.

But the contents within are something you've been without for some time.

'Tis your son

Cael: That's what I ws fearing. Not a huge fan of the teenage incarnation.

Cael: And his proportions are still out of sorts. I figured the growth spurt would have ironed all that out.

Cael: At least the Gimblegob he hung with is a thing of the past.

You mean this fine specimen?

Cael: Oh, perfect. It's reached its next evolutionary step too.

Jeeves: What is the meaning of all this?

Cael: Family reunion of sorts. It won't happen again.

Jeeves: I'm referrring to the rearrangement of the premises. My portrait was supposed to be placed in a place of prominence.

Jeeves: And you. You've neglected your book review duties.

Jeeves: And you're canoodling with the mail lady. Haven't you a wife?

Hathorn: I don't know. Do I?

Holey Ghost: Don't worry about him. I've taken over the movie reviews.

Jeeves: I don't feel you're up to the task.

Holey Ghost: It's fine. I have a kitty to help.

Jeeves: That's even less promising.

Jeeves: And random bottles of soda laying about...

Hogbug: It's what we do. We won't apologise.

*Ploop*

Hogbug: Speaking of--we just got another.

Jeeves: Who is this now? Someone from Twilight?

Hogbug: I think it's generic, like the rest.

Jeeves: I thought I saw the Scream Ghost ealier.

Hogbug: That was the point. The mask was generic until it became popular.

Cael: Least we got a movie in. We'll pull through for you.

Jeeves: Very well, but this must be a stellar review to redeem the sorry lot of you.

Cael: It's the very famous Zombie Jamboree. An all-time classic from a very talented young group.

*Meow*

Jeeves: Falsehoods. This is merely a documentary on not even a movie, but a convention about a movie.

Jeeves: You have failed me. For this, there will be corrections.