http://notthehulk.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] notthehulk.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2006-10-03 09:25 am
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Sparky Repairs, Tuesday

Teddy open up the shop, still slightly confused about the meeting since he still has the same days as he did before.

He has the radio on and is trying to convince Emo that helping him practice dancing is the cool thing to do.

It's not working.

Sparky's is open!

[identity profile] ranma-sao.livejournal.com 2006-10-03 02:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Ranma woke up with a very strange problem... The water in the shower was SCALDING HOT. He tried to take a shower last night but... the same thing. Whe nthe water was a tolerable tempurature... well... he turned into a girl. So he was STILL a girl as he ran over to find TEddy. His memory didn't always serve him faithfully but today it had.

He opens the door, his red hair a bit wet still. "Did you take a shower last night or this morning?"

[identity profile] ranma-sao.livejournal.com 2006-10-03 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"The water was way too hot! I couldn't even touch it! I had to shower with cold water! Wasn't the water really hot..?"

[identity profile] ranma-sao.livejournal.com 2006-10-03 02:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Same thing! I even boiled my own water and I couldn't touch it..." He looks really worried. "Do you have a sink here..?"

[identity profile] ranma-sao.livejournal.com 2006-10-03 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Isn't that a bathroom over there...? Right next to it?" He points.

[identity profile] ranma-sao.livejournal.com 2006-10-03 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Come here." He takes Teddy's hand and drags him towards the boys bathroom, his excessive nervousness at the fact that the problem is with him and not with the water, is making him impaitent. Once in front of the sink he turns on the hot water and lets it run for a second before he reaches out to touch it. //OWOWOWOWOWOW!// He can barely stick his fingers in the water before he pulls it away. "Is that really hot for you too...?" He looks hopeful. Please say yes... PLEASE...

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[identity profile] nun-better.livejournal.com 2006-10-03 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Sometime late that afternoon, a nun came bouncing into the shop, a lot of books and papers with her. Almost actually bouncing, too. Rosette grinned at the little jingling of the bell over the door, but the smile faded into a bit of a pout when she saw someone she didn't know behind the counter. Her shoulders fell a bit.

"Aww, John's not working today?"

[identity profile] nun-better.livejournal.com 2006-10-03 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Rosette sighed, a little dramaticly. "No, not really. I just kind of stopped in to say hi. I guess if you see him today, let him know I did?"

[identity profile] nun-better.livejournal.com 2006-10-03 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
She beamed. "Great! Thank you! Well, have a good day...."

Having intended on putting a name there for the sake of general flow of conversation, the nun realized that she didn't know what it was. And that she should find out. "Uhh, I don't think we've met before. I'm Rosette." Tucking her books under her arm as she came closer, she offered him her hand.

[identity profile] nun-better.livejournal.com 2006-10-03 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
With all her books, it was a little difficult to shake hands, but Rosette made a pretty good effort out of it. "Nice to meet you, Teddy. Is that short for Theodore?"

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[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-10-04 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
JOhn barrelled through the doors, intent on spending a few hours in the shop working on things. "Hey, Tedster."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-10-04 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
John stopped and turned to Ted. "Rosette? Nun? 'bout yay high? Guns?"

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-10-04 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Dude, I don't know. It's not like I've ever seen a Fandom phone book. Scratch that, it'd probably be a single piece of paper. Might not even have to be doublesided. So what'd she want?"

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-10-04 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll bet."
Beat.
"I mean, who wouldn't? And yeah, I'm saying this out loud, too. Shitballs."