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capeandcowllogs2012-02-11 07:27 pm
yelloweyesdarksomething) wrote in capeandcowllogs2012-02-11 07:27 pm
stew stew stew stew stew OPEN
WHO: the Monster in the Darkness and OPEN
WHERE: Just inside the front doors of the MAC
WHEN: Saturday and Sunday afternoon
WARNINGS: adorableness?
SUMMARY: Monster is offering anybody who enters, leaves or passes by the MAC
FORMAT: TAGGER’S CHOICE
The Monster had made stew. And it was terrible. Okay, it wasn’t that terrible, but no one could say it was a particularly good bowl of stew. But it was edible! Mostly.
The problem was, he had made too much of it. If he was back home, he’d be able to eat all that stew no problem, but he wasn’t back home, and his tiny kid’s stomach couldn’t take all that stew. He kept leftovers when he made stew and lived on it for days, but today he had forgotten he already had leftovers.
The stew was hot and totally yummy, he thought, so maybe other people would like it. Yeah, that’s it!
On Saturday afternoon he grabbed the really big pot of stew (enhanced strength helps with that), and brought it to just inside the main doors of the MAC, with paper bowls. He stood by it with his umbrella and looking like a very darkness-free cheerful kid, very enthusiastically offering it to anybody who came by.
The next day he still had some left so he heated it up and brought it down again.
WHERE: Just inside the front doors of the MAC
WHEN: Saturday and Sunday afternoon
WARNINGS: adorableness?
SUMMARY: Monster is offering anybody who enters, leaves or passes by the MAC
FORMAT: TAGGER’S CHOICE
The Monster had made stew. And it was terrible. Okay, it wasn’t that terrible, but no one could say it was a particularly good bowl of stew. But it was edible! Mostly.
The problem was, he had made too much of it. If he was back home, he’d be able to eat all that stew no problem, but he wasn’t back home, and his tiny kid’s stomach couldn’t take all that stew. He kept leftovers when he made stew and lived on it for days, but today he had forgotten he already had leftovers.
The stew was hot and totally yummy, he thought, so maybe other people would like it. Yeah, that’s it!
On Saturday afternoon he grabbed the really big pot of stew (enhanced strength helps with that), and brought it to just inside the main doors of the MAC, with paper bowls. He stood by it with his umbrella and looking like a very darkness-free cheerful kid, very enthusiastically offering it to anybody who came by.
The next day he still had some left so he heated it up and brought it down again.
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well that's what's happening.
sl...ow nod....]
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I knew it! It's totally tasty, right?
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oh, man. is he going to have to swallow this?
he pushes most of it to one side of his mouth, cheek puffing out. he nods still, pointing toward the elevators with his spoon as he backs up, dunking the thing in the bowl, half-bending to pick up his sword, and starts walking. once his back is very much to the kid, he spits the stew back into the bowl as discreetly as he can while making a bee-line for the elevators.
toothpaste. stat.]
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What a nice guy. c: ]