All and Sundries, 2/25

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

Edmund has gotten in an odd special order. He was certain he hadn't ordered a robopet. What an entirely pointless item.

Which of course explains why he was playing with examining it.

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[chasingangela]

Angela is out for a walk on the chilly afternoon when she pokes her head into All and Sundries.

She could use a new scarf.

She gives Edmund and the robo-pet a quizzical look. "Hello?"

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

"Good afternoon." Edmund makes the robopet roll over and bark. "May I help you?"

[chasingangela]

Angela blinked a few times at the strange creature.

"Um, I need a winter scarf. I lost mine. Do you have any?"

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

"Certainly. In the back with the other clothing items." Hm. It had made one of Fandom's jaded residents blink. Perhaps he should order more.

[chasingangela]

Angela went back to the shelf he indicated, returning with a scarf striped in shades of blue.

"Just this, and a pack of gum," she said, selecting some Doublemint.

Finally, she had to ask about the dog. "That's a robot, right?"

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

"It says that it is, yes." Edmund indicated the packaging as he rang up her purchases and pointed to the handwavey total on the register. "Although why one would want a robot dog, I cannot say." Nor did he really understand what a robot was anyway.

[chasingangela]

Angela paid a handwavey amount. "Maybe if they were lonely?" she suggested. "Or, like, if they wanted a pet but were allergic."

She might be thinking about something.

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

"It is possible. This thing claims to be fully programmable and can even act as a watch animal. I can appreciate not having to feed or walk it, certainly." Edmund might be playing up its good points now.

[chasingangela]

Angela was taking a closer look at its packaging. "What exactly can this thing do? Does it need a whole bunch of batteries?"

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

"It requires three AAA batteries for the controller and four AAAs for the dog itself." Edmund fiddled with the controller a bit and the robopet walked over to Angela and stood up on its hind legs before barking at her.

"According to the packaging, it is capable of learning."

[chasingangela]

Angela had a strange impulse to scratch the robotpet behind its cute widdle ears.

"That's awesome," she said. "I might come back later and buy one."

She picked up her bag. "Thanks."

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

"You're quite welcome, my dear. I hope to see you again." Edmund went back to trying to teach it to roll over and then play dead.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

His Palm Pilot, shopping list on the screen, clutched tightly in one hand and a slightly intimidated expression on his face, Anders walks into All and Sundries like a Boy on a Quest. A Quest for Cupcake Makings. Because that's exactly what he is.

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

A new customer. Edmund puts the remote control for the robopet down and looks the young man over. He's holding a relatively expensive electronic item in his hand, so Edmund treats him to a relatively friendly smile.

"May I help you?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Cupcakes," Anders says distantly, staring at the list. Abruptly he snaps his head up and returns the smile, though his is most likely a bit sunnier. "I mean, uh, I'm gonna need cupcake mix and eggs and stuff, and probably a mixer and baking pans and whatever else you use to, you know, bake? Which means I need to go in two different directions, I guess."

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

Edmund snaps Baldrick's name and a man small in stature, but large in odor, comes out of the stockroom.

"Cupcake tins, a mixer, and a bowl and spatula, Baldrick." The short man thankfully disappears.

"The rest of your needs will be primarily in the baking and cooking aisle to the right. The eggs are in the cold case in the back," Edmund says in a civil manner. It hasn't been a bad day, after all, and he's possibly starting to enjoy the robopet.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders tries very hard not to cringe too much at Baldrick's presence, but he can't help the look on his face, unfortunately.

"Thanks," he says once he's recovered enough to turn a bright smile on Blackadder again. "I would've been okay with getting everything myself, but thanks!" he says, heading off to the baking and cooking aisle.

It takes him a while, because he's busy poring over his options and frequently resorting to absurdly animated games of Eeny-Meeny-Miney-Moe to pick out brands and whatnot. But eventually he makes it back up to the counter with enough cupcake makings for a batch of at least three dozen, as well as some milk, orange juice, cereal, and sandwich fixings. Because really, he and Cally can't live on cupcakes all the time.

He eyes the robopet with interest. "Hey, that's kinda cool. My buddy Bridge has a robot dog."

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

The other items are waiting at the counter and Baldrick is mercifully absent. Edmund begins ringing up the rest of his new customer's purchases and nods at the comment about the robopet.

"I didn't order it, but I have already had at least one customer interested in purchasing it. I may have to order a few more. Is your friend Bridge's robot dog like this one? Does he like it?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Well, RIC's sort of a police dog," says Anders, fishing out his wallet as he leans over to examine the robopet a little more closely. "Bigger than this, and I think he's a lot more specialized, but yeah, Bridge likes 'im. So do I. This little guy's pretty neat too. Could be useful for people who want a pet but have allergy issues, y'know?"

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I suppose so," Edmund says noncommitally and gives the young man his handwaved total. "If there is a call for this sort of thing, I will keep it in stock."

He hasn't named this one Bob or anything. He wonders if he can train not-Bob to bite...

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders counts out the handwavily appropriate bills and hands them over. "I'll have to stop back in sometime soon and see how that's going," he says.

Not that he's wondering how well it would go over if ABC Damage Control did some of their usual "modifications" to one or two of these robopuppies . . .

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

"Please do."

Edmund hands over the young man's change and bags. "And if you have any lonely allergy-prone friends, you can let them know that there is a solution other than frequenting the brothel."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders takes the bags and grins again, though he blinks a bit at the brothel mention. "I totally will do that, actually. Have a nice day, sir!" he says, and heads off.