You look great, but…what's with the spots?
I'm stressed out. Acne.
Ick. Maybe you should try some of that new acne wash?
Did, but it evaporated as soon as I opened the bottle.
Oh, right. Try some night cream?
Great mighty Ra, have you made your decision yet? I should be king.
He's just a punk. You know I have more experience. I should be king.
You killed his father! Not his fault he has to become king earlier than we wanted him to.
Stay out of this, sister.
Don't you talk back to my mom.
Enough! Go argue on your spaces.
Everyone! Come to my event: Sunrise.
I'll bring the Apep-grilling sticks.
Nothing better than grilled chaos in the morning….
Oh, wait, clicked the wrong thing. Put me down for no, would you, sir?
Me too. Somebody needs to guard the dark.
I'll come, but only if you let me wear my shades.
Where should I go for vacation?
You can't go on vacation.
Because the earth would die without the sun.
You mean I never get a day off?
Nope. Only the nights.
Guess I'd better cancel my tickets for Paris, then. Boo.
Don't remind me about that. I almost died! And Sekhmet had to cut my boot off when my foot swelled up.
Come on, I made sure you got better.
You sent the snake to bite me in the first place.
I still made sure you got better.
Guess what? I'm pregnant.
What?! Oh no. No more gods. There are already too many.
But I'm pregnant with five of them. They have to be born sometime.
No, they don't. I mean it. You can't give birth to them on any day of the year. That's an order.
But that's not fair!
Too bad. You and Geb don't need to have children. Isn't Shu supposed to be keeping you apart?
They must've snuck past me when I was sleeping.
This isn't fair.
Nut, I sent you a private message.
Don't you go sneaking something past me, Thoth. I know how clever you are.
Would I do that? Of course not. I'm just giving Nut some advice on what she can do without disobeying you, Your Majesty.
added Birth of Osiris, Birth of Horus the Elder, Birth of Seth, Birth of Isis and Birth of Nephthys to her Timeline.
What did I tell you, Nut? I ordered you not to give birth!
You ordered her not to give birth on any day of the year, Your Majesty.
The moon and I had a contest, and I won five days from him.
That's right. Five new days that don't belong to the year. Still can't believe he beat me. I thought I was the best at Senet.
You're just a sore loser. You're lucky five days is all I asked for.
I most certainly did not.
Moon, we have to have a talk.
Great and Powerful Ra, King of the Gods, Great Sun, why do we get red and painful skin if we stand in your presence for too long?
Because love burns, kid. And that's what sunblock is for.
Can't stand the radiation, get out of the light. That's just the way it is.