#4145

Nanna finally got her revenge on Baby John. Colonel Sassacre's Daunting Text might not have killed Poppop this time, but a tactical infant strike is equally deadly.

Does Spritehood beckon, or is that a little too obvious?

Poppop Crocker was a LEGENDARY COMEDIAN, following in the footsteps of his grandfather who of course was the greatest southern pranking legend of all time.

This time around, there was no flintlock pistol to cut Sassacre's life short, so he was actually able to raise John, instructing him in the noble art of japery. Betty Condesce was presumably in the picture too, and I would just love to hear her trying to explain those horns to 1920s Alabama.

Jane makes no mention of Jade here, but John didn't know about Jake's connection to his family, either. It's reasonable to assume that Jade also ran away as a child - and if she did, at least she wasn't leaving John alone with the Condesce. John seems to have taken entirely after his adoptive father, so hopefully he had as little contact with 'Crocker' as possible.

Just your basics when it comes to pranking. A few CLEVER DISGUISES. A NAME BRAND DUNCE CAP. A SLIGHTLY ABRIDGED EDITION OF SASSACRE'S TEXT, updated for the modern prankster and scrubbed of a few of the more egregious julep-fueled racial slurs, several other stray books, your company's prototypical model for the GRISTWIDGET 12000, and of course your super-handy UNREAL HEIRESS THOUGHTWAVE TIARATOP for the young gogetting junior battermaster on the go.

One of these things is not like the others.

You really have to admire the Condesce’s audacity. Sure, why not hand your brainwashing victim a mind-control headband? It's not like she's going to question another piece of Crockertech.

Your sylladex is so great.

Useful, but you probably need to make a non-Crockerized version. Is there any way to open-source the thing?

And then there's a customized copy of PONY PALS, a gift to you on your 14th birthday from the slippery Mr. Strider. Each page contains lovingly hand-written commentary on the deeds of this intrepid young horse.

This gift does a lot to reassure me that Kid Bro is at least slightly more human than his previous self.

I couldn't imagine the adult Bro showing anything close to sincere appreciation for the noble horse, let alone making a heartfelt gift for a friend. Bro's only friends were the Smuppets.

I also love that Maplehoof’s symbol is standing up in its alchemy recipe.