Hitsuzen; Wednesday

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Maru and Moro were very much enjoying the fact that it was raining pudding outside. They were constantly becoming distracted by it and neglecting their duties.

Didn't mean they wouldn't assist a customer, however.

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Fishgrenade came in, carefully leaving his umbrella outside, but bringing a huge amount of pudding in on him, since he'd been using his umbrella to shield his shadow, which was clearly unpuddinged.

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"Welcome to our shop!" Moro greeted, eyeing down Walter Fishgrenade oddly. "Do you need to see our mistress?"

"She's in the other room, if she's needed!" Maru added, also looking at the strange new visitor.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia's grip on her mallet had loosened somewhat now that they weren't in the park any more, but she looked no less confused and pudding sodden then Walter, or rather, "Fishgrenade" did. She was at least wearing a poncho to keep the pudding off her hair and clothes.

"He's not seeing anyone's mistress!" Nadia said quickly. She knew what mistress meant.

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Fishgrenade was busy looking around. "Does she have it?" He made more random gestures with his hands indicating size and shape. Although the size and shape seemed to keep changing.

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"But surely, you have a reason to come, hmm?" Yuuko emerged at the doorway, leaning against it casually. Maru and Moro scurried off into the backround, attending to their duties again. "Don't worry, my dear, I won't be doing anything to this boy."

Yuuko did, however, quirk an eyebrow. "'It'?"

[nadiathesaint]

"You'd better not," Nadia glared and held her mallet in a slightly more ready position, then relaxed. "Though if you can get an answer out of him as to what 'it' is? You can do what you want."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter Fishgrenade turned away to examine the walls. "It's it, of course. It's going to be in the last place I look. Is this it?"

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"I don't believe you've ever been here before, so I don't thinnk it'll be here, if you've lost something."

[nadiathesaint]

"Can you tell at least if he's possessed, drugged, or just insane?" Nadia asked hopefully.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Fishgrenade got down on his hands and knees, making a mental note that he'd have to come back tomorrow to offer to clean as compensation for the pudding he was leaving all over.

He started looking at Nadia and the proprietor's shoes.

No, he didn't know why.

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"I can assure you this isn't posession," Yuuko walked closer to Walter Fishgrenade, smirking. "Posessers often leave too obvious of a trace, and there is none with him." She turned her head towards Nadia, smiling broadly. "Go with insane. It's much more fun that way."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia looked down at her boyfriend who was examining their shoes. "More fun for who, exactly?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter ducked his head to snicker before putting on a serious Fishgrenade face and standing up again.

"This isn't it."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia sighed and held out her hand to him. "Okay, honey, where do you want to look next?"

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"Didn't think it was," Yuuko replied. Yep, the boy was crazy. She should've expected it, really. She turned towards Nadia again, crossing her arms. "Well, now that I've assured you he isn't posessed, but rather has a loose screw in there somewhere... I expect fair payment." And she grinned.

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Walter blinked. "Payment?" Fishgrenade was momentarily forgotten.

[nadiathesaint]

Aw crap. "I don't . . . have any money. . . ."

She really hoped payment wouldn't be cleaning up Walter's Fishgrenade's mess. Because she really disliked figgy pudding.

More with every passing minute.

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"Money? Nonsense, money's hardly worth it," Yuuko waved a hand dismissevely. "If you've got nothing on you right now, you may return later with your payment. But I will expect it."

[nadiathesaint]

Maybe she could give the woman the creepy eyeball pendant from the sunken boat.

"O-okay, how-how long do I have?"

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"Can I pay instead?" Fishgrenade was having a lunch break. "I can come back and clean up this pudding?"

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"You, boy?" Yuuko thought it over. "Yes, I think that will do. These carpets and brand new, you know. I was not expecting to have pudding all over them. What is your name?"

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Walter looked around trying to figure out how to salvage his Dada project. "Fishgrenade, but sometimes people call me Walter."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was staring at Walter with one eyebrow up.

Random moments of sanity? What was he playing at?

[wishfulenigma.livejournal.com]

"Right then, Fishgrenade... Walter," She wasn't really sure which name to go with-- the more sensible one or the one that made him sound like a doof. "I expect this mess to be gone sometime today."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Alright." He glanced over at Nadia. She was going to want an explanation.

He wondered if he could get her to leave the mallet in her room for that.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia looked back at Walter, eyebrow still raised. "Where to, next, 'Fishgrenade'?"

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"Good, good. Maru and Moro will escort you out. I will be here when you return."

As if on cue, the two small girls appeared again with their cheery expressions, waiting for them to follow.

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He had faced vampires, snow monsters, and robots - why was the look on Nadia's face making him nervous scared unsettled?

He straightened his waistcoat, ignoring the pudding that soaked him almost head to toe and pointed toward the door. "I still haven't found it, and I'm hungry (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/890031.html?view=35019951#t35019951)."

Early evening

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Walter came back in, in high spirits and immediately began to clean up the pudding mess he'd made.

Re: Early evening

[wishfulenigma.livejournal.com]

Maru and Moro may have watched as Walter cleaned, humming a tune along with improvised lines that may have included something about 'Fishgrenade cleaning'. They kept an eye on him while he did.

Re: Early evening

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Walter did a very thorough job of the cleaning, possibly even humming along with the pair who were watching him. They should be grateful that he cleans far better than he sings or hums.

When he finished up, he looked at the pair. "Is this good enough to settle the debt?"

Re: Early evening

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They both peered over and inspected the floor in unison, and in the same fashion they chimed, "Mistress will be pleased!"

Re: Early evening

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Brilliant." Walter smiled and brushed the wrinkles out of his trousers. "Tell your mistress that I apologize for the mess."

Re: Early evening

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"Will do!" they both said. "Thank you for coming!"