fandomtownies | Sparky's Repair, Wednesday

Anders had woken up this morning and stumbled out of bed to make coffee, only to find his coffee maker steadfastly refused to work.

That alone had been enough of a shock to wake him up thoroughly. It also had been enough of a shock to knock the immediate solution of going down the hall and knocking on Bridge's door clean out of his head. Or, you know, running down to the Perk for his caffeine fix.

This was why he showed up at Sparky Repairs in his pajama pants and a C-Bucs sweatshirt, clutching his coffee machine with both hands and looking a bit frantic.

Teddy stopped ~~brooding~~ leaning on the counter and cocked his head to the side. A customer? This was new.

"Can I help you?"

"Hey, Teddy," Anders said, still a little bit bleary-eyed. He held the coffee machine out and said pitifully, "It doesn't work any more."

Teddy took the coffee machine from Anders and gave it a once over. He didn't ask if Anders had it plugged in or turned on, because he doubted someone would come to the shop in their pajamas if that was the case.

Unless it was Rosette, then it was possible. Not to mention disturbing.

"Did you have any problems with it before?"

Anders shook his head. "Not that I noticed. It was fine yesterday, and this morning I flicked the switch, and nothing."

[OOC: Argh, will be veryvery slow for the next couple hours.]

"Huh." Teddy grabbed a screw driver and started to take the cover off the coffee maker. "Is it an old machine?"

[[ooc: totally cool, I have to run to class for a couple of hours]]

"Almost exactly a year. I keep it clean and everything." Anders frowned, watching the coffee machine like it was undergoing heart surgery. "I didn't even hear a pop or see any smoke or sparks. It just suddenly didn't work."

Teddy hmmmed and started to poke about at the coffee machine's insides. "Does anyone else use this? A roommate?"

"Don't have one," Anders said, not intending to come across sounding brusque but doing it by accident anyway. "So unless my goldfish has been using it while I'm gone . . ."

Teddy looked up from the coffee machine and shrugged. "Around here, you never know."

He removed more bits of the machine and set them aside, making a mental note as to where they went. "Did it take a fall recently?" He asked, poking at the carcass of the machine with a pair of tweezers.

Anders suddenly couldn't be sure if it was his imagination telling him that the goldfish had seemed kind of hyper lately, and narrowed his eyes a bit. "No, but I might've bumped into it one time too many on my way to the bathroom. You don't think that could've done it?"

Teddy shrugged. "Maybe. Some of these parts look a bit loose."

He grabbed another screwdriver and started to work on tightening up a few screws. "If this doen't work, um, I'll I've John look it over. He's like scary good at this stuff for someone who hates robots."

"Hey, how are you gonna dismantle 'em if you don't know how they're put together?" asked Anders. "Hey, there's a thought. Maybe I should figure out how Cylons are built, or something."

Teddy grinned and continued to reassemble the coffee machine. "Might be useful. Ask John sometime, I'm sure he'd be happy to help kill robots."

God he hoped there wouldn't be any extra parts when he was done.

Not like Anders was likely to notice if there would be extra parts left over. He leaned against the counter and chuckled. "Eh, we haven't really had problems with 'em in over twenty years back home anyway. But if they ever come back and we need backup, well, I know who to call, huh?"

"It's the other service of the shop, killing robots," Teddy replied nodding as seriously as he could, before muttering under his breath, "I hope Vision never hears that."

He began putting the last few bits back in their proper places.

Anders snapped his fingers. "I knew there was more than meets the eye!" he declared, half joking. "I'm definitely gonna have to take a business card back to Caprica with me when I graduate."

Teddy laughed and put the cover back on the coffee machine. "Okay, that should do it."

He plugged it in and turned it on. It worked!

Anders stared at the glowing power switch with incredulous, unashamed joy. "You fixed it," he said, almost breathlessly. "Lords of Kobol, it works!"

Teddy couldn't help but snicker at Anders' reaction. "I think we have a can of coffee in the back room if you need it now."

Because some people needed caffeine, not because he wanted to make sure it made coffee without exploding or anything.

"Do you? That'd be awesome." Anders really did look like he might cry with joy. Look, he had some standards, and he might need coffee desperately, but he sure as frak wasn't going to go to the Perk in his pajamas.

Any notion of exploding was relegated to some happy corner of "impossible" in his mind, anyway.

Teddy laughed and headed into the back room to search for the coffee. There were a few coffee cans back there, but he had to check to make sure he didn't grab the one with screws in it.

He reappeared with the coffee in hand. "It's just a generic brand, nothing special," Teddy said, handing the coffee over to Anders.

"Caffeine is caffeine, my friend," Anders said solemnly as he shook nearly double the amount of coffee grounds into the filter basket (yes, he was geek enough about his coffee to have a reusable wire mesh No. 4 cone filter) and set the can down. "Um . . . water?"

Teddy stared at the amount of coffee Anders put into the machine. He hoped he wouldn't need to drag Anders to the clinic for a caffeine overdose.

"Uh, we have a sink in the bathroom," He said, pointing over toward the other end of the store.

It wasn't the caffeine overdose that was the danger; the real danger was more that the finished product could probably be used to strip paint.

"Cool. Be right back." Anders grabbed the pot and headed toward the bathroom, returning shortly with a full carafe of water. "Here goes nothing, huh?" he asked, dumping it into the machine's reservoir.

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