Road to Selvadorada VII

Previously: After Shawn was nearly killed by a poison dart, Aisha went home to celebrate Gideon's birthday. Then she returned to Selvadorada with Gideon and Nadia to accompany Shawn as he finally cleared the temple of its various riches.



Needless to say, Aisha and Shawn were both exhausted following their intense excavation of the ancient temple. It felt better than ever to be able to sleep in a real bed with a real roof over their heads. As you can see, Aisha's personal sun is still following her wherever she goes. Will she be blessed forever now?


Dakota deserves to be pampered too, as she got pretty filthy chasing all those jungle squirrels around, so Nadia treats her to a long, luxurious bath.


Meanwhile, despite having yet to attend his first day of school, Gideon proves he will soon be a model student by preparing a killer science fair project in advance.


Nadia eases into what she hopes will be a relaxing dip in the pool, not one threatened by animate skeletons.


Dakota decides to join her, and I did not know this could happen, and it's the gosh darn cutest thing in the world!!!


Later, she joins Aisha and Shawn at the local bar in the hopes of hitting it off with some cute Selvadoradians, but it doesn't look like she's making a very good first impression.


This red-haired woman looks to be as hot-headed as Nadia, so even though she's pretty, there's not a chance the two of them will ever work out. They can't even have a conversation that lasts longer than five minutes before devolving into shouted nonsense. Meanwhile, Aisha just wants to dance.


Now that the word's gotten around about their discoveries in the jungle, she and Shawn are the talk of the town. It seems like everyone in the bar is rabid to hear their amazing stories of adventure.


Of course, Shawn is just as eager to tell them.

Shawn: And that's how I discovered what I believe to be the rarest Omiscan skull on record!


Aisha: Honey, I think you're forgetting something...
Shawn: Of course I couldn't have done any of it without the help of my amazing and talented wife!


Speaking of that talented and amazing wife, Aisha has well and truly perfected the art of the rumbasim.


Must I present further evidence?


I won't stop until she does.


The dancing beast has been unleashed, and nothing can tame it but more dance!


Goddamn it, she is the star of this show, and she's not about to let you forget it.


After that marathon all-night performance, she still manages to wake up bright and early the next morning to prepare the Harvestfest feast. Just because they're still on vacation doesn't mean they're about to skip a holiday tradition.


Gideon may still be too young to decide on his true life path, but he's already developing a healthy interest in archaeology from observing his father at work.


I love how much he loves Selvadorada! I'm sad for his sake that they can't just stay here forever!


My heart is melting at the wholesomeness of the entire family sitting down to spend quality time together and enjoy Aisha's perfectly-cooked Harvestfest meal! (Although Aisha does look a little peeved that Shawn is distracted by Dakota rather than praising her culinary brilliance.)


Don't worry, Aisha. He's got plenty of love to go around.


Gideon: THIS IS THE BEST HARVESTFEST EVER!!!!!

Well, he's a little biased because it's his first Harvestfest ever, but to be honest... I agree. Simple but effective.


Unfortunately, his first memorable experience upon returning home is meeting the monster under his bed, so that doesn't really bode well for his future happiness in Brindleton Bay.


After surviving a jungle full of deadly creepy-crawlies, Aisha dispatches this monster in no time!


Soon enough, she's back to her old yoga-centric ways, and Dakota looks very confused at why her human is willingly twisting herself into the shape of a pretzel.


Meanwhile, Shawn is busy day and night with the precise business of uncovering and authenticating the many artifacts he brought home from Selvadorada. That must have cost a fortune in baggage fees at the airport!


Gideon isn't sure how to feel about experiencing his first snow. It's certainly been a shock to his system to transition from the balmy temperatures of Selvadorada to the beginning of winter in Brindleton Bay.


Aisha has forgotten how much of an annoyance it is to be constantly on the verge of stepping on an entire fleet of stray cats. Even a lifelong feline fanatic has her limits.


Besides, this house is firmly Dakota's territory now, and any cats who threaten her supremacy had better watch out!


Aisha and Nadia attempt to re-acclimate Gideon to Brindleton Bay's climate with a fun-filled trip to the park, but apparently, in the time since they've been gone, this place has been overrun by elderly cosplayers.


Aisha: Son, I think it's time to go home now. Step calmly away from the pirate ship, and pay no attention to the disturbing adults in full body paint.


The next afternoon, it's time for park fun, take two. This time, Shawn takes Gideon to the local dog park, which should be safe from grown women in sci-fi costumes.


While there, Shawn tries to teach Dakota some new tricks on the obstacle course, but she just seems confused.


Her refusal to jump cleanly through the hoop is distracting him from the fact that his son is currently making a mess of the playground behind him. Gideon, I'm disappointed! This behavior is so unlike you!


He immediately cleans up after himself, and that's way more in character. He's far too conscientious to cause real trouble!


These relics are cool and all as decorative conversation pieces around the house, but I don't think we want to mess with them beyond that. They look far too powerful.


Aisha's finally feeling that post-Selvadorada depression, and the cure is all the leftover birthday cake she can stomach.


OH FUCK, WHAT IS THIS GUY DOING BACK HERE?!? PLEASE DON'T TELL ME IT'S DAKOTA'S TIME ALREADY?!? AISHA, DON'T TURN AROUND!


Phew. It's still a little bit sad, but it seems Dakota is safe this time around and the Grim Reaper is just here to pick up a stray who has finally met its end. At least it died in a warm, comfortable house instead of shivering on a cold sidewalk outside, right?