The McGork twins had finally arrived at college and joined with their elder brothers.



Rose was very happy to find that Arty Loste looked even hotter now than as a teen.



As for Arty himself, college life was a wonderful experience. There were so many beautiful women everywhere.



Grainne McGork was only too happy to help herself and Arty to new experiences.



As was Rose.




Arty wasn’t the only person to notice that Rose had grown up well. Ray Frehndly had been looking forward to seeing his teenage crush enter college for a year now.



But when he tried to ask her out, Rose turned him down.



“I’m really sorry, Ray. I just don’t feel the same for you. I… didn’t even think you were… well, interested.”

“I’ve always loved you, Rose. Ever since you kissed me in school.”

“You still remember that? Look, that was… we were probably the only two teenagers who hadn’t kissed anybody and I just… wanted to get it over with, I guess…”

Ray hung his head in silence.

“Besides, you…”



“Madhuri, am I dorky?”

“Yep.” Ray’s little sister replied without missing a beat.

Well, that was fast.

“You’re Dorky McDorkington. You’re dorkier than Glarn ‘SPACE ALIENS’ Curious. If there was a Mr Dork competition, you’d…”

“Okay, okay. I get it. I’m a dork.”



“I mean, where did you even get that suit? Why haven’t you bought any new clothes the whole year? And the faces you make! And your eyebrows! And your hair! And…”

“Madhuri!”

“Shutting up.”

Ray plopped down onto the couch and hid his head in his hands.



“Why did you ask that anyway?”

“I asked Rose out today. She said I was too dorky.”

“And not blond and sexy enough. She’s been all over Arty Loste the past six months.”

Ray’s shoulders slumped. “Arty Loste?”

Madhuri took a big bite out of her burger. “You have no chance in hell, brother.”




Of course, Arty didn’t just keep himself limited to two girls. There was also Gundrun Halfdanarsson. Sweet and shy, brown-haired, just the way he liked them. Gundrun seemed receptive to his advances, blushing and giggling in a very promising way.



So Arty kissed her.



The next thing Arty knew his face was hurting from Gundrun’s slap. There was a surprising amount of force behind it, too. Of all the things Erik could have taught his sister…

“…can’t believe you’d do something like this, you pig! Oh, you’ll be lucky if I don’t tell my fiancé about this!”

“Wait, you’re enganged?”



“To Bjorn of course! And if you ever pull anything like this again, you’ll be sorry!”

Engaged during first year. And here Arty had thought Bjorn was a cool guy.




Arty’s chain of successful conquests took yet another big hit when Rose unexpectedly returned home early and caught him and Grainne in bed.

“I can’t believe you’d do this to me! With my sister of all people!”



“And you! You knew how much I loved him! How long has this been going on, Grainne? Does Xanthos know about this? Want me to tell him?”

“What, did you seriously think you were the only girl Arty was doing? God, how naïve are you? He’s been through half the sorority girls by now.”

Arty decided that this was the perfect time to sneak out.



Rose left the room and started to cry.


Well, the Arty Party has come to a screeching halt as the love... octagon? starts to implode around him because it really needed to be sorted out in time for graduation. Another thing that just imploded is the drama meter, so next time we will return to P.T. and Glarn for some nice, non-dramatic college fun.

Coming up next: Glarn's drama bomb


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