All and Sundries//Wendesday Morning

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras stood in front of All and Sundries, trying to unlock the door while holding an umbrella in one hand and balancing an irate, glittery gosling on her head.

She assumed he was irate, anyhow. He hadn't stopped honking at her since they'd left the dorms.

"Look, if it's about your umbrella, I'll buy you a new one if the pudding doesn't wash off. And, if it's about the glitter, well, I'm sorry. I'm sure it'll fall off, eventually."

Her answer was another rapid stream of honking, and Seras couldn't be sure, but some of it sounded suspiciously like profanity.

She sighed, finally managed to get the door open, and left the pudding-coated umbrella on the stoop.

All and Sundries is open.

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[likeguidelines.livejournal.com]

Barbossa walked into the store and grinned when he saw the gosling. "Mornin', wench," he said politely. "Mornin', Pip-who-be-a-goose."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras blinked.

The term 'wench' and the polite tone of voice in which it had been spoken were somewhat discordant.

Ah well. A customer was a customer...

"Morning, sir. Can I help you?"

"Honk!"

Well, Pip seemed to recognize this fellow, at any rate.

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"I be Barbossa," Barbossa said, grinning. "And I be lookin' fer a decent lock fer me rum closet 'n a tranquilizer gun if ye be havin' one around."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras nodded and began flipping through her stock lists, feeling a strange sense of deja vu...

She'd met this person, or at least heard his voice before, but couldn't quite place it.

"D'you want a padlock or a combination lock?" she asked.

[likeguidelines.livejournal.com]

"Padlock, if ye please," he said. "The radio staffers might be figgerin' out me cunnin' combination."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Radio?

"Oh yeah. I think I've heard your program. I quite like it."

She put away her list and rummaged under the counter, tossing the turnips out of the way and producing a few varieties of padlock.

"We've got solid brass (http://www.masterlock.com/images/color_img/175_175lh.jpg) , laminated steel (http://www.masterlock.com/images/color_img/105d.jpg) , or reinforced titanium (http://www.masterlock.com/images/color_img/187xd_wkeys.jpg) with an adjustable shackle."

[likeguidelines.livejournal.com]

"I be likin' the steel," Barbossa said with a smile. "And thank ye fer the compliment."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras smiled back and put away the other two padlocks.

"Now, it says here that it's under warranty," she said, reading the back of the package, "So if someone does manage to get into your rum, bring it back with your receipt and we'll give you a full refund."

She accentuated the last two words, hoping that where ever Mr. Blackadder was, he felt a chill run down his spine.

[likeguidelines.livejournal.com]

Barbossa gave her a huge grin. "We be havin' an accord," he said.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Mid-Morning, following his attempt to weird out Pippi (http://strongestgirl.livejournal.com/46929.html?view=321617#t321617), Tim entered the store, a cereal bowl on his head and a baseball cap held in one hand, some pudding in it, and a spoon as well. "Cap'n Morgan." he greeted Seras.

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras blinked.

"No, Smirnoff," she said, pointing to the vodka display behind her.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim looked confused? "Squeegee?"

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras consulted her stock list.

"In the back, between the silverware and the Post-It Notes," she said.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Again Tim looked confused. "Oar!" he exclaimed as he realized what the confusion was. "Squeegee. Orp spickinspan Unamunda." he explained.

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Pip the Gosling hopped down off of Seras' head and gave a quizzical honk.

Seras? Was all about the blinking.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Oar migoh, heat's go toot!" He scritched Pip under the bill.

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Pip hopped backwards and nipped at Tim's finger.

"D'you need someone to take you to the clinic?" asked Seras, her hand reaching for the cricket bat that she kept behind the counter, just in case.

"HONK!"

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter had run down to town trying to dodge the pudding. He was not very successful. Coming into the store, he bowed to Seras.

"Good afternoon, Seras!"

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

"Peter! It's been a while."

Seras blinked and took in the rather puddingy state of him.

"Are you here to buy an umbrella?"

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"It has been quite some time. How have you been?" He looked down at himself with a grin. "I meant to dodge rather. I actually was hoping you had ribbon here?"

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

"I've been well, thank you," said Seras, "And you? And, did you want velvet ribbon? Silk? Packing ribbon? Or the plasticy kind you wrap around gifts?"

And, yes, they were all in different areas of the store.

Because, working with Baldrick was fun that way.

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"I've been well also," Peter replied with a grin. "And silk ribbon? In pink?"

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

"Pink silk ribbon," murmured Seras, running her index finger down the list, "Right, that would be two shelves over. You'll find it right next to the cricket equipment."

She looked at Peter with a bit of amusement, wondering what he'd want pink ribbon for.

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Ooh, you have cricket equipment?" Peter looked excited. "There are enough of us Brits. We ought to start a cricket team after the basketball game."

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

"That would be brilliant!" said Seras with a grin, "I'm more at home with football, myself. But, a cricket match or two could be fun..."