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fandomtownies2005-12-01 11:24 am
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Aziraphale's Rare Books, Thursday.
Kiki opens the shop in the morning.
In her down time, Kiki is still assiduously studying a spell book.
Finally, rubbing her hands together, she nervously faces the picture window at the front of the shop and concentrates, muttering under her breath. She grins widely when a festive evergreen garland materializes slowly, twining decoratively around the window.
Kiki frowns. Instead of the sprigs of cheery red hollyberries she had intended to have created, sprinkled tastefully throughout the garland, there hangs instead several glaringly chartreuse and purple avocados. And that hanging from the corner is definitely a cantaloupe. Having not yet mastered the more tricky reversal of the spell, Kiki sighs, hands on her hips, then pulls over a chair, climbs up on it, and starts pulling down the avocados. Mundane clean-up will have to do.
"I hope Mr. Aziraphale and Mr. Crowley like guacamole," she mutters to herself. "So much for festive holiday decor."
EDIT: Mr. Aziraphale is decidedly better at getting rid of abnormally-colored avocados than Kiki is. There are no more avocados appearing from nowhere, but there might be the odd one or two still rolling about.
In her down time, Kiki is still assiduously studying a spell book.
Finally, rubbing her hands together, she nervously faces the picture window at the front of the shop and concentrates, muttering under her breath. She grins widely when a festive evergreen garland materializes slowly, twining decoratively around the window.
Kiki frowns. Instead of the sprigs of cheery red hollyberries she had intended to have created, sprinkled tastefully throughout the garland, there hangs instead several glaringly chartreuse and purple avocados. And that hanging from the corner is definitely a cantaloupe. Having not yet mastered the more tricky reversal of the spell, Kiki sighs, hands on her hips, then pulls over a chair, climbs up on it, and starts pulling down the avocados. Mundane clean-up will have to do.
"I hope Mr. Aziraphale and Mr. Crowley like guacamole," she mutters to herself. "So much for festive holiday decor."
EDIT: Mr. Aziraphale is decidedly better at getting rid of abnormally-colored avocados than Kiki is. There are no more avocados appearing from nowhere, but there might be the odd one or two still rolling about.
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