All and Sundries, 2/22

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Edmund had opened the shop in his usual fine and cheerful mood - in other words, occasionally bitter, sarcastic and irascible.

However, waiting for him was a box of chocolates. Blair? Blair who? Certainly not this Tony Blair fellow he'd been reading about.

Still, it was dangerous to take candy from strangers.

"Baldrick!"

"Yes, sir, Mr. Blackadder?" Baldrick came out of the stockroom looking a bit guilty that he'd apparently been caught in his attempt to built a turnip trebuchet.

"Eat this." He grabbed a chocolate at random from the box and shoved it toward his servant.

[ooc: OCD threads coming up for the chipperness value of your Blackadder experience.]

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Chocolate free is the way to be

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Edmund kept looking at the chocolates and watching Baldrick.

Eating them? No sir, not yet.

Well, maybe just one...

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Baldrick was still alive. Damn.

The chocolates were looking quite good.

Maybe just one...

Re: Well, maybe just one...

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Victor decided to walk around town for a little bit after lunch to see how late Cosmic Burger stayed open. On his way back, he decided to do some browsing for something to give to Walter. After all, his boyfriend had been doing so much for him lately, and he felt like he needed to compensate.

He approached All and Sundries with curiosity. he'd enver seen the shop before, but he'd heard a couple things about it. Rumor had it that the owner was kind of rude, but he had a lot of different stuff for sale. Maybe he'd have something that Walter would like.

[ooc: As the mun realizes just how funny this is...]

Re: Well, maybe just one...

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Green.

Edmund stood up quite abruptly. There was a green person in his shop.

Damn! The chocolates had been poisoned after all. "Baldrick!"

"Yes, sir?" Baldrick came out of the stockroom. Not green.

Edmund looked back and forth between the green boy and his servant and looked at his own skin, relieved to see that he wasn't seeing everyone as green.

Right. Around here that probably meant that the boy was just green.

Which meant that he hadn't been poisoned. That thought made him very happy and he finally greeted his new customer.

"Good afternoon, young man. May I help you with something?" He even gave the boy the "you're very rich and I like you for that" smile.

Re: Well, maybe just one...

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Victor raised an eyebrow and smirked. The guy who greeted him was definitely a little weird, but Victor knew to not judge based on first impressions. So, he looked around and said, "I'm trying to find something for my boyfriend. He's British, so he kinda has different tastes that I do. Do you have any...I dunno, exotic cheeses or something here?"

Like potato chips...

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You really can't eat just one.

Edmund is having a good day. A very good day.

Re: Like potato chips...

[superartie]

Artie came bounding into the shop because bounding is what Arties do best! and struck a mournful pose in front of the counter.

"I have come for your turnips to repay my debt to . . . society!"

Re: Like potato chips...

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"Excellent!" Blackadder beamed and came out from behind the counter to clap Artie on the shoulder. "I'm so happy to see you here today, my friend. Come, can I offer you a beverage before you begin your labors?"

Re: Like potato chips...

[superartie]

Any normal person might have been suspicious of the usually ornery shop keeper being so pleasant. But Artie was anything but normal.

"Why, yes! I could do with a refreshing cherry cola! Thank you!"

Re: Like potato chips...

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova limped into the store again, and grinned when she saw the rapidly emptying box of very familiar chocolates. Looks like Blair had gone through with his plan.

Re: Like potato chips...

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"Welcome back, my dear," Edmund beamed at her and motioned to her to be careful. He was sweeping up broken glass and there appeared to be a glass-studded turnip sitting atop the damaged display case from which the glass had obviously come.

"Mind the glass. Is there something I can help you with?"

Re: Like potato chips...

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Ivanova stopped short of the glass and leaned on her cane, smiling back. He didn't seem so bad at all. Maybe Blair had been talking about someone else? "I am in need of some black fabric, black thread, and some silver braid. I found a rip in my uniform that I have to patch up before I leave tomorrow."

Re: Like potato chips...

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia came into the shop after going to Agatha's, to pick up some more glitter, a poloroid camera, and a double pack of novelty playing cards.

Re: Like potato chips...

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"Good afternoon," Edmund called cheerily as he finished cleaning up the broken glass. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Re: Like potato chips...

[nadiathesaint]

"Glitter, poloroid, and playing cards. And an E string. Oh, and do you know the best way to get a picture of someone without them knowing?"

OOC

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Because there's absolutely no reason for it, and thus must happen.

Re: OOC

[superartie]

[[*giggles like a fiend*]]

Re: OOC

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

He looks almost like Jeff Probst in that pic. Y'know, the Survivor host?

Re: OOC

[superartie]

Wouldn't know. *has never seen Survivor* But that still somehow amuses me.

Re: OOC

[superartie]

hey, Ed-mun, is Baldrick hanging about in the store, or skulking the back making his trebuchet?

Re: OOC

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

This and that. Feel free to mod him into any spot you need/want him. He has a habit of turning up in unexpected places.

Re: OOC

[superartie]

eeeeexcellent.

Re: OOC

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

*grin*

Re: OOC

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

Hee! As much as Blackadder snark was therapeutic the other night, Blackadder cheeriness is equally therapeutic. Great gift. ;)

Re: OOC

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

*is amused by the Laura Secord box*