"I wonder what today is?" muses Arukenimon.
She trips over the mat and hits her head on the table. "It's Monday."
Arukenimon notices the cellar door is open. "Just look at this! Someone has left the cellar door open! Oikawa has told me a hundred times to keep it closed, or somebody might get hurt."
She slams the door, then we hear a thumping sound, as if someone had fallen downstairs. She opens the door, and sees Oikawa lying on the floor, the laundry basket over his face, and laundry everywhere.
"Sorry about that, Oikawa."
Arukenimon is sitting at a table, drinking a cup of coffee.
Oikawa walks up, charred and smoking with his eyes bulging out. "I think the toaster has a short circuit."
"So now all of a sudden you're an electrician?"
Oikawa is on the phone, unaware that a microphone is next to him.
"Hello, this is Yukio Oikawa. I'd like to order a large pizza with everything, to be delivered. Thank you."
As he puts down the phone and walks away, Arukenimon slides out from under the table, holding a tape recorder. "Now THERE'S a little tape that's gonna come in handy."
Arukenimon is sitting at a table.
Mummymon walks up, his face covered by a sheet of paper. "Um...little help? I had an accident with paper and glue."
"Don't worry, I'll fix it." Arukenimon picks up a marker and draws a smiley face on the paper.
He folds his arms in annoyance. "I'm not happy."
"Oh, but you are."
Arukenimon sits at a table, her head on her arms and a depressed look on her face. "Oh boy, am I down today."
Oikawa walks up, a depressed look on his face as well. "You look down today, Arukenimon, but I think I'm even downer."
"I hate one-downmanship." sighs Arukenimon.
Oikawa sighs. "I'm so depressed, it's depressing."
"Tell me about it." agrees Arukenimon gloomily.
"I think I'll go out and shoot myself."
"Oh sure. You're just trying to cheer me up."
"Why are we so depressed, Arukenimon?" asks Oikawa.
"I have this theory." she answers. "We've been stating up too late, lately. And being happy takes up entirely too much energy."
"We've gotta do something about this depression, Arukenimon." sighs Oikawa.
"Maybe a change of surrounding would cheer us up."
They manage to drag themselves outside and sit on the cabin stairs. "Wrongo." says Oikawa gloomily.
"Check." agrees Arukenimon.
"There's only one way out of this deep blue funk we're in, Arukenimon." says Oikawa. "I hate to do it, but it has to be done."
"I hope it works." sighs Arukenimon.
Oikawa turns away slightly, making some small noises of discomfort as he fiddles with something, then turns around revealing a banana stuffed in his left ear. "TAA-DAA!"
Arukenimon smiles broadly. "Bingo!"
Oikawa sneaks up to Arukenimon's bed, holding a megaphone. He lifts the blanket and calls "GOOD MORNING ARUKENIMON!" into the megaphone.
Startled, she sits bolt upright, then glowers at him. "You are the cruellest man alive, y'know that?"
"Potato chips!" Arukenimon exclaims. She grabs the bag of chips and tries to open it, but fails.
"Why do they make these bags so hard to open?!" she hisses, trying to pull the bag apart.
Finally, she squeezes the bag until...KA-BLAMMO! The bag explodes.
A startled Oikawa looks up from the sofa. "Arukenimon! What happened?"
"They oughta put warnings on those bags!" Arukenimon groans, lying on the floor with chip debris on her.
Arukenimon is sitting at a table.
"I'm in a 'what if' mood today." she muses. "I wonder what would happen if I DID marry Mummymon." As she speaks, a thought bubble appears next to her, depicting the things she imagines.
"Well, for one thing, we'd probably have a huge wedding..." An image of her in a pretty white wedding dress and veil, one hand holding a bouquet of flowers and the other hand holding onto Mummymon (who is wearing a beige tuxedo) standing in front of a reverend appears in the thought bubble.
"Then we'd raise some kids..." An image of 3 children, 2 girls (one with short blue-white hair, yellow eyes and slightly grey-tinged skin, wearing a red jersey with a picture of a Black Widow spider on it, grey tracksuit pants and purple high-tops; the other Caucasian with blue-white hair in a ponytail, a pink bow in hair and yellow eyes, wearing a royal blue jacket, a white T-shirt, a yellow poodle skirt, purple leggings and red sneakers) and a boy (Caucasian with light grey hair, wearing a light blue jacket and jeans, a purple T-shirt, black sunglasses over his eyes, red spiked wristbands and black Doc Martins) appears in the thought bubble.
"And they'd crawl all over me." An image of Arukenimon herself appears in the thought bubble, and the children immediately start grabbing onto her, pulling her about and clamouring for attention.
The real Arukenimon yelps and shakes her hands at the thought bubble, disintergrating it. "Forget it! I'd make a lousy mother! Although...maybe one kid wouldn't be so bad..." Then she shakes her head firmly. "Nope! I'd definitely suck at motherhood."