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    <title>Day Two</title>
    <link>https://www.daytwo.art</link>
    <copyright>Copyright (C) 2019-25 the Phantom Inker. All rights reserved.</copyright>
    <description>Day Two is a comedy webcomic about two girls transformed into a centaur and a naga, awkwardly coping with their new lives in a small Los Angeles apartment</description>
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    <pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2026 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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    <pubDate>Sun, 23 Nov 2025 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
    <link>https://www.daytwo.art/p/chloes-secret</link>
    <title>Chloe&#39;s Secret</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/chloes-secret</guid>
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&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;262&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;Chloe&#39;s Secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ch.&lt;span class="chapter-id"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;M.A.&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/0/0/0099fece91e31188/chloes-secret.png" alt="Chloe&#39;s Secret" width="1800" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;I bet you thought chapter 7 was an isolated episode.  But life doesn&amp;#39;t do isolated episodes.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe standing at a railing outside, looking up at the stars.  Lynne comes out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;I told you I didn&amp;#39;t want to come.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;What do you mean, you &amp;#39;could&amp;#39;ve &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;prevented it&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;#39;?&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (looks at Lynne): &amp;amp;quot;Lynne, I — &amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;Listen, you don&amp;#39;t share &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;any of this&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;, okay?&amp;amp;quot;  Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;Not a word.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (looks down): &amp;amp;quot;I got shoved &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;back in time&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; in one of Zia&amp;#39;s &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;goddamn weirdo experiments.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;And that means I really &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;could&amp;#39;ve&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; stopped it.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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    <pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2025 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
    <link>https://www.daytwo.art/p/chance</link>
    <title>Chance</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/chance</guid>
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&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;263&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;Chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ch.&lt;span class="chapter-id"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;M.A.&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/6/c/6cb09fe72a3471a7/chance.png" alt="Chance" width="1200" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;All you people that said Chloe made a huge mistake in chapter 7?  Guess what:  &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;She knows it.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;You &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;what&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;?&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (looking down): &amp;amp;quot;I went &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;back in time.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  I met myself at &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;eleven years old.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  I got to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;warn myself&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; this was &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;going to happen.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;And instead of saying, &amp;#39;stay the &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;hell away&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; from the &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;cities,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;#39;&amp;amp;quot; &amp;amp;quot;or &amp;#39;stop that &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;goddamn noodle&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; from causing this,&amp;#39;&amp;amp;quot; &amp;amp;quot;or &amp;#39;buy a house in the &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;middle of nowhere&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; and maybe, just maybe, you&amp;#39;ll get to keep your feet&amp;#39; —&amp;amp;quot; &amp;amp;quot;— instead I gave myself &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;dating advice&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; and a crash course in &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;equestrian sports.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;I could&amp;#39;ve &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;stopped this.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  I could&amp;#39;ve &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;prevented it.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  And instead, I&amp;#39;m standing here, &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;welded to a friggin&amp;#39; horse&amp;#39;s ass,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; and I know everything in the world about &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;how to take care of it.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (leans over the railing, hands on her head): &amp;amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;worse&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; than being stuck in this &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;ridiculous stupid body.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;I had a &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;chance&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; not to become a &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;centaur.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;And I &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;screwed it up.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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    <pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2025 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
    <link>https://www.daytwo.art/p/gandalf</link>
    <title>Gandalf</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/gandalf</guid>
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&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;264&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;Gandalf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ch.&lt;span class="chapter-id"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;M.A.&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/7/3/739e72f2db16302b/gandalf.png" alt="Gandalf" width="1200" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;For those counting pop culture references in &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Day Two&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;, you can now add &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Lord of the Rings&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; to the list 😁&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;kidding.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;You went — &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;back in time?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;I did.  I&amp;#39;m &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;sure&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; I did.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;I &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;remember&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; being another me, one who didn&amp;#39;t grow up &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;riding.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;Now I don&amp;#39;t know &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;which&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; me I am.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;Did I make things &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;worse,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; or &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;better?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s like a &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;dream,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; all &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;mushed together.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;I first hated this because I didn&amp;#39;t &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;know anything&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; about it.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;And now I hate it because it feels &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;wrong&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;.&amp;amp;quot;  Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;There&amp;#39;s a &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;fine line&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; between &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;dreams&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; and &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;nightmares.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;I just want to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;wake up.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne (intoning): &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;So do all&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; who live to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;see such times.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;That is the &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;worst Gandalf&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; I&amp;#39;ve ever heard.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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    <pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2025 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
    <link>https://www.daytwo.art/p/jungle-cruise</link>
    <title>Jungle Cruise</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/jungle-cruise</guid>
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&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;265&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;Jungle Cruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ch.&lt;span class="chapter-id"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;M.A.&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/9/1/9181ae531b3ba8ca/jungle-cruise.png" alt="Jungle Cruise" width="1200" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;That last panel took more time to draw than some whole &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;pages&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; in this chapter, but it was totally worth it.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;Also, Lynne, it&amp;#39;s a shame about the hat, but beige is really your color 👍&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;I can&amp;#39;t &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;imagine&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; you anywhere but &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;in a saddle.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  You were &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;born for it.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;I took those lessons because I was &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;scared&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;, Lynne, not because I &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;loved horses.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;I saw my own future, and I was &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;terrified&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; I&amp;#39;d turn into this — and then &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;one day I did&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;At least you &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;knew in advance.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  Only advance notice I got was &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;suddenly falling over&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; one day.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chibi Chloe (dryly): &amp;amp;quot;I &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;believe&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; it was &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;suddenly falling off&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; the Jungle Cruise ride?&amp;amp;quot;  Chibi Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;I never &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;did&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; find my &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;hat.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  *&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Lynne falling off the boat, to the shock of others onboard.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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    <pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2025 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
    <link>https://www.daytwo.art/p/scared</link>
    <title>Scared</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/scared</guid>
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&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;266&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;Scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ch.&lt;span class="chapter-id"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;M.A.&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/6/7/67f711e800796d61/scared.png" alt="Scared" width="1800" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;... huh.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe and Lynne, looking up at the stars.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;I think you should think about it this way:  You spent &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;years&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; on horseback.  I &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;saw&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; you.  You won &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;everything.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Races, medals, championships.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;You went to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;every equestrian competition&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; in Ohio with a &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;smile&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; on your face.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;Mom and Dad &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;dragged me&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;all&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; of them.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;Nobody &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;forced you&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; to spend &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;all that time&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; at the stables.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;If you really &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;did&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; just &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;&amp;#39;scare yourself&amp;#39;&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; into it, you &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;could&amp;#39;ve stopped&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; after a few riding lessons, after you learned some basics.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;But you &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;didn&amp;#39;t.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe looks at her.  Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;...huh.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (looks down): &amp;amp;quot;I &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;didn&amp;#39;t,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; did I?&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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    <pubDate>Wed, 10 Dec 2025 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
    <link>https://www.daytwo.art/p/truths-and-lies</link>
    <title>Truths and Lies</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/truths-and-lies</guid>
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&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;267&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;Truths and Lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ch.&lt;span class="chapter-id"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;M.A.&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/2/b/2b1e40cb1f33ce23/truths-and-lies.png" alt="Truths and Lies" width="2400" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;...&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne (holds her fin): &amp;amp;quot;I want to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;tell you something.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  This tail felt like a &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;living nightmare&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; before that day at lunch.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;I hated &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;everything,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; and I couldn&amp;#39;t &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;tell anyone.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;I felt like I was going to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;explode.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne (looks away): &amp;amp;quot;All I could see was what I&amp;#39;d &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;lost.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;I couldn&amp;#39;t —&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;— I couldn&amp;#39;t imagine &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;going on&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; like this.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;Without what you did — &amp;amp;quot;  (softly)  &amp;amp;quot; — I wouldn&amp;#39;t be here.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;I owe you &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;everything&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;, sis.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s a &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;struggle every day,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; and it &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;always will be,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; but at least I &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;know what I want&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; out of life now.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;And I&amp;#39;m trying to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;return the favor.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;Me, I had to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;get used&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; to being a &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;fish.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;I had to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;get used&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; to being &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;down&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; in this &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;chair.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;But you?  You&amp;#39;ve been &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;that high up&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; as long as I can remember.&amp;amp;quot;  Chloe frowns and looks away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;You can lie to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;me.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  To &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Zia.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  To that &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;group&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; in there.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;You can lie to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;everyone&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; if you want.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;But you need to tell &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;yourself&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; the truth, whatever &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;you&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; decide it is.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;So &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;who are you&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;, really?&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne turns her wheelchair around and heads back inside.  Chloe stands still, looking back at her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe stares back up at the stars.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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    <pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2025 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
    <link>https://www.daytwo.art/p/difference</link>
    <title>Difference</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/difference</guid>
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&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;268&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;Difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ch.&lt;span class="chapter-id"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;M.A.&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/6/9/69ea741e98fdc758/difference.png" alt="Difference" width="1200" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;···ʰᵒʷ ᶦⁿᵈᵉᵉᵈ·&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (standing outside, staring up at the stars): &amp;amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t know.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;Is this who I&amp;#39;m &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;supposed to be?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;Who I &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;always was?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;Or just &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;who I turned myself into?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe scratches her head.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;I wonder how I&amp;#39;d &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;even know&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; the &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;difference?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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    <pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2025 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
    <link>https://www.daytwo.art/p/listen</link>
    <title>Listen</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/listen</guid>
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&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;269&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;Listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ch.&lt;span class="chapter-id"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;M.A.&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/6/f/6f8860eb5103a16b/listen.png" alt="Listen" width="1800" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;Listening to yourself is always the hardest lecture.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Isidora: &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Really,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; darling, I&amp;#39;m telling you, you should &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;lean into it.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;My &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;TopFans page&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; bought me a new &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;house.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  Stacie (frowning): &amp;amp;quot;Are you friggin&amp;#39; &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;high?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  Chloe pokes her head back through the door.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (approaching the group): &amp;amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;sorry.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  I was way out of line.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jen: &amp;amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s all good.  We&amp;#39;ve &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;all&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; been there.&amp;amp;quot;  Stacie: &amp;amp;quot;No worries, I&amp;#39;ve &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;stormed out&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; of here what, like &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;twenty times?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quiylle: &amp;amp;quot;We&amp;#39;re not here to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;judge.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  Only to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;help.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (sits down in her prior spot in the circle): &amp;amp;quot;Is it okay if I just —&amp;amp;quot; &amp;amp;quot;— sit here and &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;listen?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quiylle: &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Of course.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;As long as you &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;listen to yourself&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; too, you can listen to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;us&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; any time you want.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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    <pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2025 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
    <link>https://www.daytwo.art/p/choices</link>
    <title>Choices</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/choices</guid>
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&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;270&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;Choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ch.&lt;span class="chapter-id"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;M.A.&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/3/9/39db15dcd0925b90/choices.png" alt="Choices" width="1800" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;A truly open mind is the best any of us can hope for, really.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe and Lynne, walking home under the streetlights.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;I was thinking — &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;maybe&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; I could go to your group again &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;next week,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; if that&amp;#39;s okay.&amp;amp;quot;  Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Always.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (looking down): &amp;amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m not ready to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;choose&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; anything, but I&amp;#39;ll try to keep an &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;open mind.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;not easy&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; to get &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;past yourself.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  I should know.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;I thought I &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;knew&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; who I was.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;Now I&amp;#39;m not so sure.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne: &amp;amp;quot;If there&amp;#39;s &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;one thing&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; I&amp;#39;ve learned, you are whoever you &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;choose&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; to be, sis.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe and Lynne, silently walking under the streetlights.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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    <pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2025 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
    <link>https://www.daytwo.art/p/wish</link>
    <title>Wish</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/wish</guid>
    <description>
&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;271&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;Wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ch.&lt;span class="chapter-id"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;M.A.&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/0/9/091e606752615c91/wish.png" alt="Wish" width="2400" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;It&amp;#39;s a Christmas miracle!  Priscilla finally gets her wish!  But the more things change, the more they stay the same...&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;...&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;And that ends chapter 8...  almost, but we have one more tag before we&amp;#39;re done.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe and Lynne, in the park, going up to Priscilla, who is startled.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Priscilla looks worried.  Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Alright, kid,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; you&amp;#39;ve been &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;asking for months.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  And I shouldn&amp;#39;t have been so &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;mean&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; about it.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;You want a &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;ride?  Fine.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;You get &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;one ride&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; around the park, and then I want you to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;stop bugging me&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; about it, &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;okay?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Priscilla (screaming): &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;EEEEeeee!!!  Yes yes yes!!!  Get me up get me up get me up!!!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lynne helps Priscilla struggle up onto Chloe&amp;#39;s back.  Priscilla: &amp;amp;quot;Nnnngggg!!!&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Priscilla sits on Chloe&amp;#39;s back, horrified, a thousand miles above the Earth, with satellites and moons and planets far below.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Priscilla (panicking): &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Eeeeeeekkk!!!  Too high!  Too high!  Too high!  Get me down get me down get me down!!!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chibi Chloe (looking at Priscilla on the ground): &amp;amp;quot;Huh.  You &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;okay?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  Priscilla: &amp;amp;quot;You didn&amp;#39;t &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;tell me&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; it&amp;#39;s that &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;high up!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s just &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;how centaurs are,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; kid.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Priscilla (stands up, pointing at Chloe): &amp;amp;quot;You need to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;grant me a unicorn wish&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; to make me &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;taller,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Magical Unicorn Princess!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  Chloe (facepalming): &amp;amp;quot;Oh no, &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;here we go again.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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    <pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2025 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
    <link>https://www.daytwo.art/p/momma</link>
    <title>Momma</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/momma</guid>
    <description>
&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;272&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;Momma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ch.&lt;span class="chapter-id"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;M.A.&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/9/6/96db27f34829ba07/momma.png" alt="Momma" width="1800" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;...&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;...and with that, we end chapter 8 for real.  Some questions were answered, and some new ones were raised.  This chapter was a lot more introspective and talky and emotional than we&amp;#39;ve done before; but Chloe, I think, has actually finally grown a little this time, just a very little bit, for real.  Only time will tell for sure.  Also Lynne demonstrated that she&amp;#39;s actually pretty awesome and pretty well-adjusted, that maybe her bratty days were just in her teenage years, and that she&amp;#39;s a pretty damn reliable ally for the people she cares about.  It&amp;#39;ll sadly be a while until she pops up in a later chapter, but I&amp;#39;m really looking forward to the next time she does.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;I&amp;#39;m going to take a break for the next couple of months to finish getting chapter 9 ready, but the story&amp;#39;s far from over!  &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;Chapter 9: &amp;amp;quot;Date Night,&amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; will be coming early next year, and it&amp;#39;ll be the longest &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Day Two&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; chapter yet!  Its script is fully written and edited, and I&amp;#39;m busy drawing its pages now.  It&amp;#39;s a lot more upbeat than chapter 8 was, because everybody&amp;#39;s favorite bonkers genius noodle is back!  And there&amp;#39;s crazy adventures!  And shenanigans!  And Chloe&amp;#39;s still a horse!  And will she &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;ever&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; find a brush for her tail!?  Stay tuned and find out!&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed chapter 8, and here&amp;#39;s to seeing you all again in the New Year! 🥂&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A hooded figure runs through a city of low beige buildings.  Armed guards shoot at the hooded figure, who is injured.  Guards: &amp;amp;quot;Stop, you!&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;Cut them off!&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;Shoot them!&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hooded figure slips into an alley, breathing hard, as the guards run the other way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hooded figure looks down, realizing they&amp;#39;re badly injured.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hooded figure collapses, trying to crawl forward.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A woman with bright orange curly hair appears in the doorway of the alley, looking down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woman: &amp;amp;quot;Eh, &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;look at you&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;.  You &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;die&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; on &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Momma&amp;#39;s doorstep?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Come,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; we take you &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;inside&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;, &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Momma&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; she &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;fix you up.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot; *&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;End.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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    <link>https://www.daytwo.art/p/talking-two</link>
    <title>Talking Two</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/talking-two</guid>
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&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;Talking Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ch.&lt;span class="chapter-id"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;M.A.&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/8/8/8864377ec1adadd5/talking-two.png" alt="Talking Two" width="1800" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;Wait a minute, I don&amp;#39;t remember authorizing a &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Day Two&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; aftershow...&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zia is sitting in a beige armchair next to some random young people on a sofa in a comfortable TV set.  A &amp;amp;quot;Talking Two&amp;amp;quot; logo floats in the corner.  Zia (brightly): &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Wow!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;Wasn&amp;#39;t that an &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;amazing story!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;Great &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;drama&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;, and what a &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;cliffhanger&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; to end on!&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;What a way to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;end the year!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Julie Breen: &amp;amp;quot;I think Chloe actually &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;grew&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; this time!&amp;amp;quot;  Chris Hardly:  &amp;amp;quot;We got &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;so many&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; new characters!&amp;amp;quot;  Julie Breen: &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Dr. Quiylle&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; and &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Stacie!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  Chris Hardly: &amp;amp;quot;I need &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Isidora&amp;#39;s&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; account name.&amp;amp;quot;  Julie Breen: &amp;amp;quot;Just gonna say now, I am &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;totally&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; a Milly.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chris Hardly: &amp;amp;quot;And what about that mysterious &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;hooded figure&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;?&amp;amp;quot;  Julie Breen: &amp;amp;quot;I have to know more about &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Momma!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Who&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; is she?  &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Where&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; are they?  Does she &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;know him?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  Chris Hardly: &amp;amp;quot;So much &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;worldbuilding!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  (Floating text: Julie Breen (I Know What You Did Last Friday), and Chris Hardly (Quiz Hard with Chris Hardly.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zia: &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Of course —&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;If &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;I&amp;#39;d&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; been in it, &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;maybe&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; you&amp;#39;d know.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;You get &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;more answers&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; in my chapters.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;I do &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;like explaining&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; things.&amp;amp;quot;  (Floating text: Zia Mendez (Day Two and Hot Chicks Road Trip).)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zia (grinning): &amp;amp;quot;And it&amp;#39;s not like I&amp;#39;ve &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;read the script&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; for &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;chapter 9,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; or I&amp;#39;m &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;rehearsing it&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; or anything.&amp;amp;quot;  &amp;amp;quot;I wouldn&amp;#39;t &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;have access&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; to any &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;spoilers&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; at all...&amp;amp;quot;  Julie Breen (excited): &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Ooo, spoilers!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (pokes her head in): &amp;amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re still &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;miffed&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; that you &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;weren&amp;#39;t in this one,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; aren&amp;#39;t you?&amp;amp;quot;  Zia (angrily): &amp;amp;quot;&amp;#39;HOW DO YOU HAVE DAY TWO WITHOUT ZIA?&amp;#39; IS ALL I&amp;#39;M SAYING!&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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    <pubDate>Tue, 27 Jan 2026 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
    <link>https://www.daytwo.art/p/screaminghats</link>
    <title>#ScreamingHats</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/screaminghats</guid>
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&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;273&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;#ScreamingHats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;#ScreamingHats&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/6/2/6223c8ab7e41cf28/screaminghats.png" alt="#ScreamingHats" width="1800" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;This might lose readers, but enough is enough.  We&amp;#39;re going to stop pretending this is a safe space for anyone on Team Red.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;Lest there be any doubt, &amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Day Two&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt; isn&amp;#39;t &amp;amp;quot;going woke.&amp;amp;quot;  It&amp;#39;s been &amp;amp;quot;woke&amp;amp;quot; since the beginning.  Zia&amp;#39;s the anti-authority daughter of Mexican immigrants.  Chloe&amp;#39;s an educated white woman with an advanced liberal arts degree.  They live in California.  What part of all that says &amp;amp;quot;conservative&amp;amp;quot; to you?&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;And no, don&amp;#39;t worry, we&amp;#39;re not going to talk about politics in the main plot.  But that doesn&amp;#39;t mean the politics doesn&amp;#39;t exist, that Chloe and Zia don&amp;#39;t care about it.  If this page pisses you off — good, and don&amp;#39;t let the door hit you on the way out.  And if this is just a tiny bit of catharsis for the horrors we&amp;#39;re all witnessing?  You&amp;#39;re very welcome, and please make sure you vote this November as if your life depends on it.  Because it does.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;Before we go, I would be remiss not to include the list below.  These people died at the hands of ICE in the last four weeks alone, and they join &amp;lt;a href=&amp;#34;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_deaths_in_ICE_detention&amp;#34;&amp;gt;dozens and dozens&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt; more from previous years.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;ul&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Alex Pretti&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Renee Good&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Heber Sanchaz Domínguez&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Victor Manuel Diaz&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Parady La&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Luis Beltran Yanez–Cruz&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Luis Gustavo Nunez Caceres&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;Geraldo Lunas Campos&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;/ul&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;Remember their names.  Remember their names.  Remember their names.  Remember their names.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zia comes in wearing a MAGA hat, grinning, holding a box of MAGA hats.  Chloe (holding a newspaper): &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Good God,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; you &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;can&amp;#39;t&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; expect me to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;wear&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; those.  Didn&amp;#39;t you see the &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;horrors&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; in their &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Minneapolis?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zia (takes off hat): &amp;amp;quot;Oh, these aren&amp;#39;t for &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;wearing.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  I &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;snagged&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; &amp;#39;em from an &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;ICE&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; van in their world.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (facepalming): &amp;amp;quot;I &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;can&amp;#39;t even&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; with you.  What are you gonna &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;do&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; with them?&amp;amp;quot;  Zia (holds up ray guns): &amp;amp;quot;Well, this &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;ray gun&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; grants &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;sentience.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  And this one &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;melts things&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; with &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;acid.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (horrified).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;against MAGA&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; too, but isn&amp;#39;t that — like — a &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;war crime?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  Zia grins like a maniac.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zia (brightly, holding out her phone): &amp;amp;quot;Oh, &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;don&amp;#39;t worry&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; — I only want you to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;livestream it!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  Hashtag &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;#ScreamingHats,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; baby!&amp;amp;quot;  Chloe (shrugging and taking the phone): &amp;amp;quot;Well — I &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;suppose&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; I&amp;#39;ve livestreamed &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;worse&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; for you.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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    <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2026 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
    <link>https://www.daytwo.art/p/screaminghats-part-2</link>
    <title>#ScreamingHats, Part 2</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/screaminghats-part-2</guid>
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&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;274&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;#ScreamingHats, Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;#ScreamingHats&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/8/1/816c68ed9352cab5/screaminghats-part-2.png" alt="#ScreamingHats, Part 2" width="1200" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;Maybe we could all take turns with the acid gun?&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe and Zia are in front of the box of MAGA hats.  One hat hangs on a hat stand.  Chloe: &amp;amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t think this is &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;right.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  It&amp;#39;s just &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;fabric.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  It doesn&amp;#39;t have an &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;ideology&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; — &amp;amp;quot;  Zia: &amp;amp;quot;You &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;think&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; so, huh?&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zia zaps the hat on the hat stand to life. *&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;VWOOOOM&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MAGA hat (shouting): &amp;amp;quot;That &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;wetback snake&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; is an &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;anchor baby!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot; &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Donald Trump&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; is a &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;living god!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot; &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;9/11&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; was an &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;inside job!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot; &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Women&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; belong &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;fat,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;pregnant,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; and in the &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;kit&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; — &amp;amp;quot; Chloe (horrified): &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Good God!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  MAGA hat: &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;White power!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  Zia watches smugly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zia (snarky): &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;See?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  Chloe (frowning darkly, grabbing the acid ray gun): &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;You&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; get the &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;camera.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;  The &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;acid gun&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; is &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;mine.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;  MAGA hat: &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Birds aren&amp;#39;t real!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot; &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;Q was right!&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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    <title>#ScreamingHats, Part 3</title>
    <author>phantom-inker@dontmailme.nomail (Phantom Inker)</author>
    <guid>https://www.daytwo.art/p/screaminghats-part-3</guid>
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&lt;h2&gt;#&lt;span class="page-number"&gt;275&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="title"&gt;#ScreamingHats, Part 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="chapter-title"&gt;#ScreamingHats&lt;/span&gt; - page &lt;span class="page-in-chapter"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="comic" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.daytwo.art/pages/7/9/796d25dcf6700c1f/screaminghats-part-3.png" alt="#ScreamingHats, Part 3" width="1800" height="1200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="description" style="margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;...hell hath no wrath like that of a woman even adjacent to Trump&amp;#39;s America.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;And with this, we end the #ScreamingHats mini-arc.  We&amp;#39;ll get back to our regular storyline shortly:  Chapter 9 is coming soon.  But Chloe and Zia couldn&amp;#39;t just let this one go, so we got three pages of #ScreamingHats, not just one.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="script" style="font-size: 80%; color: #808080; margin: 1em 0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe stands with crazed bloodshot eyes, breathing hard, covered in red stains, the acid gun empty in her hand.  The hat stand is half melted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (wild-eyed): &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;More.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot; Zia (holds up a box): &amp;amp;quot;All out.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (darkly): &amp;amp;quot;&amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;MORE.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot; Zia: &amp;amp;quot;Chlo, I&amp;#39;m &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;with you,&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; but that was like &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;five hundred hats.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; I really shouldn&amp;#39;t &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;risk&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; going back to &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;their world&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; again.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe (voice hollow, putting the acid gun on the table): &amp;amp;quot;Fine.&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe takes out sunglasses and a cigarette from somewhere.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zia: &amp;amp;quot;Hey, &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;since when&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt; do you &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;smoke?&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot; Chloe (wearing the sunglasses and lighting up as she leans against the wall coolly, James Dean-style): &amp;amp;quot;Just &amp;lt;strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;em&amp;gt;give me this.&amp;lt;/em&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;amp;quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;
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