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Dr. John A. Zoidberg ([personal profile] crabulous) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2012-01-23 11:00 pm

They'll love us, won't they?

WHO: Doctor Zoidberg & Nill
WHERE: The Hood's warehouse (aka Zoidberg's warehome)
WHEN: Monday evening
WARNINGS: Zoidberg being Zoidberg
SUMMARY: Zoidberg and his grandchild do crafts together
FORMAT: Iola's choice!

If there's one thing Zoidberg is great at, it's arts and crafts. The more crafty and homespun, the better.

Okay, that's not quite true. He's generally terrible at everything, and really, crafting in no exception. The only craft he's ever been decent at is knitting, and he's made it his business to knit dozens of sweaters for all the needy children (troll and human alike) on the Network.

Nill will of course be the first recipient of this bounty, and thus will have the first pick of oversized and overdecorated sweaters. Zoidberg has invited her over, under the guise of needing knitting assistance, but he's actually going to surprise her with a present!

Let us watch in wide wonderment as the scene unfolds!
culver: chitterbee @ lj (Smile ► As only I can.)

[personal profile] culver 2012-01-24 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
It had been a while since she'd knitted with Zoidberg, and she was excited. Explaining who he was to Kate had been something, but once that was over she was on her way to the warehouse where he lived, knitting bag slung over her shoulder. She was, in fact, already wearing a sweater, but it was certainly nowhere near as colorful or thoughtfully made as the one she would be receiving from her grandmother.

Arriving, she knocked on the warehouse door, smiling, wings moving around beneath her jacket.
Edited 2012-01-24 15:12 (UTC)
culver: chitterbee @ lj (Wow ► Naoto you really have boobs.)

[personal profile] culver 2012-01-24 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Nill's eyes lit up at the sight of the puppies, and she leaned down to pat one gently on the head. She straightened at Zoidberg's question, giving a silent laugh; she had grown used to his... eccentric nature over the past year or so, and knew that sometimes he easily forgot things. Making her way carefully around the puppies, she shook her head. She was pretty sure she was healthy, though she appreciated the offer.
culver: chitterbee @ lj (Pink ► Not loli for once.)

[personal profile] culver 2012-01-26 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Nill had never had a pet (she didn't count Granny Liza's dog), so seeing the dogs was kind of exciting. She jumped a bit at Zoidberg's clapping, but her eyes went wide when he mentioned a present. It wasn't her birthday anymore, he didn't need to give her anything. But her wings perked up anyway, and a bigger smile made its way to her face.
culver: chitterbee @ lj (Chase ► Wait I'll catch up.)

[personal profile] culver 2012-01-29 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
Curiously, the blonde followed him. She saw the sweaters, and her interest was only piqued more. At the offer, her eyes go wide, and even though the sweaters appear to be more than a bit hideous, she claps her hand with excitement. Letting her knitting bag fall to the ground, Nill rushes over to him, looking at each sweater carefully, wondering which would be best. She looks up at Zoidberg, questioning, wanting his opinion.
culver: chitterbee @ lj (Glee ► This is my happy face.)

[personal profile] culver 2012-01-30 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Though she isn't quite sure how it'll compliment her, she isn't about to argue. Even if Zoidberg was a little strange sometimes, he was still older than her and likely knew quite a bit more about the world. Immediately, she takes it in her hands and runs her hand over the obviously gaudy design, not caring one bit. She slips it over her other sweater, and though now she might look a bit wider (and warmer), she looks absolutely thrilled with the gift.
culver: chitterbee @ lj (Loli ► Always with the frills.)

[personal profile] culver 2012-01-30 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
The blonde nods, smoothing the front of her present. It was much brighter than anything she owned, but that was alright; as a present, it was worth so much to her that she didn't even really care what it looked like to other people. To her, it was perfect.