Multi-pup post

[guppy_sandhu]

At one side of the bar is Guppy, who is looking after Jack Manackle whilst Shufti eats her dinner a little way away

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[the_h_star_r]

Homestar happens to love babies, so getting to see one and a friend of his at the same time is like a jackpot.

"Hello Doc Guppy and very very little boy."

He leans in to get a closer look at Jack.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy glances up to give a reassuring 'this person is safe' nod to Shufti, then smiles at Homestar.

"Hello Homestar. This is Jack. I'm babysitting him tonight."

Jack looks at Homestar with bebe!stare.

[the_h_star_r]

If you could call Homestar a person. But yes, he's quite harmless. Stupid, but harmless.

"I'm glad people give their babies names that are shorter than 'Very Very Little Boy.' Jack is a much nicer name. Much more pacific."

He squats down, giving Jack an excellent view of his trademark propeller cap.

[guppy_sandhu]

Jack gurgles in delight and reaches towards it.

"Ba boo da." he babbles.

"Yeah, Jack's a good name." Guppy agrees.

[the_h_star_r]

Homestar takes the cap off and hands it to Jack. He doesn't mind if someone else plays with it. In fact, he blows on the buzzer to make it spin.

"Everybody everybody seems to like my propeller cap 'round heres. 'Specially the tiny tots."

[guppy_sandhu]

Jack immediately tries to put the propeller up his nose. Guppy gently persuades him otherwise.

"It's unusual, and it's spinny." he says. "Catches their attention."

[the_h_star_r]

"Oh yeah! That's how I first got it."

'Coz spinny stuff wins at life.

And Homestar doesn't seem to like having his bald head without hat or wig, but babies are an exception.

"So, whacha been up to besides babysitting Jack-Attack here?" he asks while seeing if he can put the cap on Jack's head.

[guppy_sandhu]

Jack sits for a minute with the hat on his head, then bursts into tears.

Guppy picks the kid up and soothes him.

"I'm... kinda okay. How are you?"

[the_h_star_r]

Homestar takes the hat back, worried and glaring somehow at the same time. Glarried.

"Propeller cap, what did you do to Jack-Knack-Paddy-Whack-Give-A-Dog-A-Bone?" he says harshly. "I didn't buy you so you could make small people cry."

The "glar" part dissolves, leaving Homestar "ried" about Jack.

"Things are kind of Marzipan-is-mad-at-me-ish at home. Is he all right?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"Yeah, he's fine, crying is his only way of expressing himself, that's all."

He rubs Jack's back. "Who's Marzipan?"

[the_h_star_r]

"Oh, Marzipan is my girlfriend. At least, I kind of hope she's still my girlfriend. She found this tape of the tv show with the 'You're a Bad Boyfriend' episode in my house, so she's mad at me. But at least this means I'm not locked out of my house anymore."

Homestar puts his cap back on, assured that it did nothing wrong.

"I hope we can patch things up for Thanksgiving, even if it means not wearing my googly-eyed chef hat."

[guppy_sandhu]

A gentle hand on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I'm sure she'll forgive you for that."

[the_h_star_r]

Well, shoulder-neck-type area. Homestar's physiology is downright baffling. But he must have shoulders. Otherwise, how would his shirt stay up?

"I guess it was kind of dumb for me to record the episode Marzipan and me were on. I really should've done something with that VCR that day that wasn't leave it alone and let it record the show."

That... might make this a little more difficult.

[guppy_sandhu]

"You were on TV for being a bad boyfriend?"

[the_h_star_r]

"Yeah. On my own show."

This falls under the branch of "Stupid Things Homestar's Done on National Television." Consult you own guide on the Four Branches of Stupid Things Homestar's Done for more information and complimentary fireworks.

"That chair that got thrown at me really hurt. I mean, maybe I should pay more attention to Marzipan and stuff like that, but was the chair really necessary? Seriously."

[guppy_sandhu]

A concerned look.

"Are you okay now?"