If I knew how to make comics, I would make one where Scott and Cleo are hanging out on Scottâs couch looking for something to put on TV while they paint each otherâs nails, and theyâre talking like
Cleo: Yâknow, itâs not that I donât love the boys anymore or even that I donât care about Etho anymore. I just feel like Iâm trapped in a life that I wasnât really ready for when I chose it. Iâm not even completely unhappy; Iâm just kind of discontent with my own experience with the world.
Scott: I can understand that, I think.
Cleo: Yeah? Youâre the one going off and having adventures with Martyn all of the time.
Scott: Yeah, but, I donât know. I love Martyn. I do, but⊠I think Iâm ready to settle down, now. I know itâs not the same kind of trap that youâre in or the same kind of experiences that youâre wanting to have, but I understand feeling like youâre only here because there isnât a better option.
Cleo: Okay, fair. Yeah, I do get that.
And Scott and Cleo stare at the TV for a panel and then it shows that theyâve scrolled to a station broadcasting an episode of Wife Swap. Their eyes go big, and they turn to look at each other.
Cleo: We shouldâŠ
Scott: âŠswap wivesâŠ
Cut to Cleo waiting at the window of their house as Martyn and Scott ride over on a motorcycle. Martyn looks uncertain but otherwise fine, and Scott looks completely normal. Cleo bounces up out of her seat, calls Etho over, and hands him some papers.
Etho: Whatâs this?
Cleo: Divorce papers. Also, Iâm giving Scott my car.
Etho: What?!
Cleo, walking out the door with a backpack: Listen, itâs not that I donât like you anymore, Etho, but I think we both know that weâre not in love anymore.
Etho: Wh- but- Cleo, you canât just leave out of the blue! We should at least figure out what to do about the kids!
Cleo, fist-bumping Martyn as Scott removes his helmet: Oh, you have full custody.
Etho: WHAT
Cleo, gesturing to Scott and putting on Scottâs helmet while Scott approaches Etho: And this is child support.
Martyn and Cleo ride away, leaving Etho standing there in shock with Scott.
Scott: Iâll work, cook, clean, watch the boys, and take them to school if you let me stay in the guest bedroom. And the kids donât have to call me âMomâ if they donât want to.
Etho: âŠ
Etho: Yeah, I guess. What about your stuff?
Scott: Whatâs mine is Cleoâs, and whatâs Cleoâs is mine.
Two months later, Cleo comes back to check in on things, visit the kids, and hang out with Scott and
Cleo: Hey, howâs it goin-
Etho: YOU CANâT RECLAIM CHILD SUPPORT. HEâS MINE, NOW.
Cleo: what
Scott: yeah I sleep in the master bedroom now. with Etho. sometimes we hold hands. also Iâm âMomâ, now.
PEAK











