Road to Selvadorada X
Previously: Shawn, Aisha, and Gideon returned to Selvadorada as a family one last time. Although their adventure was briefly waylaid by Aisha's near-fatal brush with a scorpion and Gideon's awkward attempts at flirtation with a local, they eventually managed to locate another long-hidden temple.
Shawn is back at it with these cursed booby traps, though he's never encountered this particular type before.
Ah, here are some familiar faces, who immediately stick Shawn with a poisoned dart. That's no way to greet an old friend!
Oh, fuck, the bees are back with a vengeance and Aisha still doesn't have any flowers to shoo them away! I have to say, this morning is not off to a particularly great start.
Gideon: Oh, hey, Fátima! Fancy bumping into you here!
Fátima: Well, I live here, and this is kind of the only bar in town so...
Gideon: Right, of course. Anyway, you'll never guess the trouble my parents have gotten into this time. My mom was attacked by a swarm of bees, which is bad enough, but then my dad went and got a poison dart to the neck! Needless to say, he's really suffering right now. Is that antidote offer still on the table?
Fátima: For that adorable face? Anything is on the table.
As cute as this fledgling attraction is, can we please speed the process along and race back to the temple now?
Never fear! Gideon, boy hero, has made a triumphant return and officially saved the day! No drink to pass Shawn's lips has ever tasted so refreshing.
Shawn: I know that girl gave you the antidote and all, which I'm very thankful for, but did you really have to drag her all the way back here with you? The last thing we need is a clueless idiot bumbling around.
Gideon: Dad, don't worry! She's a native, so she definitely knows what she's doing. If anything, we're the clueless idiots.
Oh god, Fátima immediately being attacked and set aflame by fireflies isn't very convincing proof for Gideon's argument. (Also, entirely disregarding the urgency of this situation, I am living for her look. That t-shirt is a classic.)
Shawn: Like I said, clueless idiot!
After being extinguished, Fátima was presumably so mortified by the entire ordeal that she ran away to parts of the forest unknown immediately.
Meanwhile, even with three of them laboring away at it, these pits are taking forever to excavate.
Aisha: Oh, gross! That had better not be what I think it is. I am disgusted!
Shawn: *scoffs haughtily* Amateurs.
Real fresh coming from the guy who was narrowly saved from being poisoned to death a couple hours ago.
Shawn: Oh, look! I just happened to choose the correct bowl on my first try. I amaze myself sometimes.
Gideon: *grumbles* Yeah, after you conveniently had us test out every other one for you.
What a pleasant surprise! I have no idea where she managed to take a shower and procure a beautiful new dress in such a short time span, but Fátima is back and making Gideon positively giddy with infatuation.
Hmm, okay, not ideal, but maybe we can work with it...
Oh, we can definitely work with this! Fátima is a young, hip, independent single mother! How sweet!
Look at Gideon trying to impress her by sliding that very heavy lid off the top of the temple's final treasure chest. I knew all that working out before their trip would pay off!
This boy has got her eating out of the palm of his hand. You know, despite how this day started off, I think it ended pretty successfully. They cleared the temple, so all that's left to do now is revel in their riches and take it easy for the remainder of their-
Shit. Just... shit.
Aisha: Not today, Satan! NOT TODAY!
Aisha: If you kill my husband in the middle of this beautiful but terrifying rain forest directly before his only son's eyes, I will never forgive you, you heartless bastard!
Huh! Color me surprised. That actually worked.
Oh, damn, seeing someone's soul reenter their body is almost more intense than seeing someone's soul leave their body.
He lives to see another day! Take that, Grim Reaper!
No, Grim! I take it back. Don't be like this. It's barely been an hour. Is this a cruel joke? Look at Aisha and Gideon all pumped Shawn's still around only to turn around and find him crumpling to the ground once more. I. HATE. THIS.
CRUELTY. MISERY. ANGUISH. THIS GAME IS CANCELLED.
Listen, Fátima. All Gideon wanted was a brief reprieve from his unending grief over his father's double death, and instead you have to pick a fight with him for no apparent reason. His mourning is valid! There is a time and a place for your mean streak, and it is not right now!
Yes, this is wonderful. Let's keep conversing like normal, civilized people.
Fátima: Maybe I'll call you sometime...
Fátima: ...And maybe I won't. See you around, stud... or not.
She is so mercurial, and Gideon is so, so, so, so hopelessly into it. She's caught him hook, line, and sinker.
Shawn is back at it with these cursed booby traps, though he's never encountered this particular type before.
Ah, here are some familiar faces, who immediately stick Shawn with a poisoned dart. That's no way to greet an old friend!
Oh, fuck, the bees are back with a vengeance and Aisha still doesn't have any flowers to shoo them away! I have to say, this morning is not off to a particularly great start.
Gideon: Oh, hey, Fátima! Fancy bumping into you here!
Fátima: Well, I live here, and this is kind of the only bar in town so...
Gideon: Right, of course. Anyway, you'll never guess the trouble my parents have gotten into this time. My mom was attacked by a swarm of bees, which is bad enough, but then my dad went and got a poison dart to the neck! Needless to say, he's really suffering right now. Is that antidote offer still on the table?
Fátima: For that adorable face? Anything is on the table.
As cute as this fledgling attraction is, can we please speed the process along and race back to the temple now?
Never fear! Gideon, boy hero, has made a triumphant return and officially saved the day! No drink to pass Shawn's lips has ever tasted so refreshing.
Shawn: I know that girl gave you the antidote and all, which I'm very thankful for, but did you really have to drag her all the way back here with you? The last thing we need is a clueless idiot bumbling around.
Gideon: Dad, don't worry! She's a native, so she definitely knows what she's doing. If anything, we're the clueless idiots.
Oh god, Fátima immediately being attacked and set aflame by fireflies isn't very convincing proof for Gideon's argument. (Also, entirely disregarding the urgency of this situation, I am living for her look. That t-shirt is a classic.)
Shawn: Like I said, clueless idiot!
After being extinguished, Fátima was presumably so mortified by the entire ordeal that she ran away to parts of the forest unknown immediately.
Meanwhile, even with three of them laboring away at it, these pits are taking forever to excavate.
Aisha: Oh, gross! That had better not be what I think it is. I am disgusted!
Shawn: *scoffs haughtily* Amateurs.
Real fresh coming from the guy who was narrowly saved from being poisoned to death a couple hours ago.
Shawn: Oh, look! I just happened to choose the correct bowl on my first try. I amaze myself sometimes.
Gideon: *grumbles* Yeah, after you conveniently had us test out every other one for you.
What a pleasant surprise! I have no idea where she managed to take a shower and procure a beautiful new dress in such a short time span, but Fátima is back and making Gideon positively giddy with infatuation.
Hmm, okay, not ideal, but maybe we can work with it...
Oh, we can definitely work with this! Fátima is a young, hip, independent single mother! How sweet!
Look at Gideon trying to impress her by sliding that very heavy lid off the top of the temple's final treasure chest. I knew all that working out before their trip would pay off!
This boy has got her eating out of the palm of his hand. You know, despite how this day started off, I think it ended pretty successfully. They cleared the temple, so all that's left to do now is revel in their riches and take it easy for the remainder of their-
Shit. Just... shit.
Aisha: Not today, Satan! NOT TODAY!
Aisha: If you kill my husband in the middle of this beautiful but terrifying rain forest directly before his only son's eyes, I will never forgive you, you heartless bastard!
Huh! Color me surprised. That actually worked.
Oh, damn, seeing someone's soul reenter their body is almost more intense than seeing someone's soul leave their body.
He lives to see another day! Take that, Grim Reaper!
No, Grim! I take it back. Don't be like this. It's barely been an hour. Is this a cruel joke? Look at Aisha and Gideon all pumped Shawn's still around only to turn around and find him crumpling to the ground once more. I. HATE. THIS.
CRUELTY. MISERY. ANGUISH. THIS GAME IS CANCELLED.
Listen, Fátima. All Gideon wanted was a brief reprieve from his unending grief over his father's double death, and instead you have to pick a fight with him for no apparent reason. His mourning is valid! There is a time and a place for your mean streak, and it is not right now!
Yes, this is wonderful. Let's keep conversing like normal, civilized people.
Fátima: Maybe I'll call you sometime...
Fátima: ...And maybe I won't. See you around, stud... or not.
She is so mercurial, and Gideon is so, so, so, so hopelessly into it. She's caught him hook, line, and sinker.