A Francois Life: S1, E2

Previously: Episode One
Isabelle and Iris finally reached the toddler stage; Isabelle wondered where she got her blond hair from and Iris simply wondered where all her hair went.

Iris was a grumpy child, even after a quick wash with Rogaine. Some may argue she was Satan’s child herself. Nothing could make her happy, and god forbid her mother attempt to show here where “stank stank” should go: Iris was having none of that.

Innloine was far too hungry and impatient to deal with the little demon and left the parenting to Stiles while she went fishing.


Later that week Stiles had a birthday party with only himself as company. Neither Innloine nor Isabelle could find it in themselves to pay attention to the poor fool.

Innloine, perhaps in an attempt to make up for her lack of mothering earlier, tried to socialize devil child but unfortunately the only time Iris doesn’t give people the evil eye is when she is asleep. While resting she almost seems angelic.


Most people, especially women, would tell you that sticking a screwdriver into a television set is probably not the brightest thing in the world. But Stiles isn’t most people or a woman and thought the best way to learn how to fix things was to just jump right in and jam metal objects into strange holes and crevices.

Innloine wasn’t surpised when Stiles set himself on fire and was none too pleased about the mess he made.

The fire department did eventually show up, although they took much too long in the now singed Stiles opinion. Innloine was still freaking out about the mess.

This also happened on the day of the twins’ birthday. Omen, perhaps? At least they no longer would have to worry about their worthless babysitter. And for his part, he escaped the evil one.

Oh Stiles, the poor fool!
You don’t actually start burning from doing what he did, do you? *figures man-ishly that there is only one way to find out*