Pedro Arizpe | Bluesky
Transcript
A Comic in 9 Panels
Panel 1: A disheveled man sits in a chair, head down, a look of guilt on his face.
He thinks: What have I done?
Panel 2: He holds his head in his hands “I killed her.
I know I killed her…
Panel 3: He begins to sob into his hands.
…sob…
Panel 4: A lady in a bonnet walks up and begins to talk to him, but is abruptly cut off as the man jerks his head up and begins demanding an answer.
Lady: All done. Do you want to see the baby?
Guy: IS MY WIFE ALRIGHT?
Panel 5: the man doesn’t wait for a response and rushes past her leaving her confused
Lady: Um, she’s…
Panel 6: the guy pushes open the door slowly with a creak. His wife is sitting up in bed smiling down at the newborn in her arms
Panel 7: the guy, puzzled, holds a baby wrapped in cloth.
Wife: This is your son…
Panel 8: a healthy baby wrapped up snugly, eyes closed.
Panel 9: The guy pulls the newborn to his cheek and begins celebrating
Guy: IT’S A BOY! A REAL BOY!
Wife: Pinocchio, darling what are you saying?
Guy: Nothing, nothing…
am I too tired or too stupid for this one? (or both)
Nah this is really awkwardly executed. Im guessing he thought she'd die from delivering a half-puppet baby? Idk this is a weird one
Yeah I mean I thought he was worried she’d deliver a block of wood, but idk I thought it was nice.
Why would that kill her
I mean, I think I got it as intended the first time. That does sound like a serious health hazard.
splinters. splinters everywhere.
That's how I read it.
I thought it was because his dick just kept growing and growing.
Why can't I imagine that without hearing a slide whistle
Imagine you're Pinocchio. You're a wooden puppet boy turned human by magic whose properties you are grateful for but can never fully understand.
You grow into a man, meet a woman, marry and try to start a family. The fairy tale continues.
Then remember the era this is taking place in. Many women die in childbirth for apparently no reason.
As the expectant father, you have many responsibilities, but you don't have much to do towards the end of the pregnancy. You're outside the delivery room, nervous, worried with any number of increasingly insane thoughts running through your head. It's taking a long time. Why is it taking so long? Is something wrong?
And you used to be part of a tree. A literal fricking tree.
You're human now, but you have no idea what that means for your progeny, or what weird hybrids and magic might do to the inside of a woman. You'd never even given it much thought until now. This is taking a really long time.
And that's where the comic picks up.
TBH, the Good Fairy could have put in an appearance and set his mind at ease, but maybe she was busy...
I read this three times and I do not understand it.