THE RITUAL HAS BEGUN

[magicalworld]

WHO: Calvin, OPEN
WHERE: Battery Park
WHEN: Sunday afternoon
WARNINGS: Irresponsible use of flammable materials
SUMMARY: It is Fall, which means it is time for Calvin's unique take on theology
FORMAT: Prose

Through the creative use of his stupendous powers and the thorough wasting of an afternoon, Calvin had successfully gathered up almost every fallen leaf in Battery Park into a gargantuan pile of multicoloured foliage. It was surrounded by five smaller piles joined to the central mass, in keeping with the ancient rites Calvin had made up over breakfast that morning.

If he was to be completely honest, Calvin was still a little shaken by the attack on the school that had happened so recently. It seemed almost surreal to be doing something like this so soon after something so... intense. But Dr. McCoy was back, right? Everybody was looking for the bad guys, right? So everything was going to be fine and there was no point dwelling on things! Especially not while there was an important tradition to be observed, a tradition that could very well affect everyone's joy and happiness for the rest of the year.

Calvin dropped to his knees in front of the pile. There was a can of lighter fluid next to him, acquired from a barbecue through completely honest and legitimate means. Raising his hands, Calvin cried aloud to the sky:

"Oh great and mighty snow demons! Your humble and unworthy servant hereby offers you this pile of leaves as a burnt sacrifice! Let their flames appease your terrible natures! May you grant mercy to us in coming months in the form of a cold and snowy winter! Let the drifts rise high! Let the winds blow! Let the snow be packable! Let Christmas be white and cheery! Let school be closed! I beg of you, grant me this boon!"

Someone should probably stop him before he gets into the chanting.

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Calvin had gone so long without a good tiger-y (or Tigger-y) pounce that some subconscious part of him was actually happy to be bowled head over heels into a leaf pile without warning by a sudden orange stripey blur. Part of him. The rest was just mad.

"What the heck are you doing?!" He yelled up from the ground. Calvin struggled back to his feet, spitting out leaves, brushing more of them out of his hair. "You've interrupted the ritual! You'll doom us all!"

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Tigger looked up at Calvin, smiling all the while. "I bounced ya! And bouncing is what Tiggers do best!" As if to prove this, he bounced a few times in place on his tail. However, he stopped bouncing when Calvin started talking about rituals and doom.

"Uh, what ritual?"

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"The ritual!" Calvin said as though this was an actual answer. "All the stuff I was shouting! By interrupting it and assaulting their petitioner, you have roused the wrath of the great and terrible Snow Demons!" He cringed and looked up at the sky, expecting to be smote any second.

[flouncypouncy.livejournal.com]

Tigger's eyes widened, as he gasped in shock. "Snow Demons? Well, we've gotta start the ritual back up then!" Because whatever Snow Demons were, Tigger knew that he didn't like them and they sounded scary.

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"Exactly!" Calvin was glad to meet someone who truly understood the world's peril. "Come on, help me with the ancient frost hymn!" He began waving his arms and blowing through his mouth, trying to mimic the whooshing noises of a frigid winter blizzard.

[flouncypouncy.livejournal.com]

Tigger gladly started following Calvin, as he waved his paws and tried to make whooshing noises as well. However, his whooshing noises were obviously sub -par, as the Hundred Acre Wood wasn't really the type of place to get blizzards. "Is it working?"

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"No- hooooo! way- whoooooosh! to tell! Fwoooooo-ooooh!" Calvin didn't let a little thing like conversation interrupt the ancient frost hymn. "We'll find out when November comes!"

He paused to catch his breath. "Thanks for helping, though. Usually I just have to do these rituals by myself! Having another pleader should make the Snow Demons a little more sympathetic."

[flouncypouncy.livejournal.com]

Tigger grinned, looking at Calvin. "Not a problem! After all, the more the merrier!"

[magicalworld]

Calvin looked at Tigger, then looked at the lighter fluid. In his experience, other people tended to have a dim view of incendiaries in Calvin's hands regardless of theological justifications. "Hm. I don't want to get in trouble for burning anything... Do you think the great and awful Snow Demons would be satisfied with our hymning and a delayed sacrifice?"

[flouncypouncy.livejournal.com]

Tigger shrugged, looking at Calvin as he did so. "I dunno. I think that we did wonderful hymning! And after all, hymning is what Tiggers do best, so they might be satisfied!" He honestly didn't know what the Snow Demons would think-whatever Calvin thought was good with Tigger.