fandomtownies | Sparky Repairs, Saturday

John took some of the materials laying around the shop, such as a bathtub washboard thing (http://pics.livejournal.com/apocalypsesoon/pic/00009k5f) and took some of the leftover materials and bits from making Scorpy and made a paddlewheel, which he added to the bathtub boat (http://pics.livejournal.com/apocalypsesoon/pic/00008xsc) and created a self-propelled watercraft. With outriggers made from a few 5 gallon water containers (http://pics.livejournal.com/apocalypsesoon/pic/0000b453), it was seaworthy, and could hold a passenger. Maybe two. John set out to see what it could do.

John made it back to Sparky's in his awesome paddle boat thing with Rosette and Chrono in tow. Chrono literally, as he was ~~sulking~~ floating behind John and Rosette in an oversized washtub tied with a rope to the end of John's personal watercraft clank.

"We're here! Dry land, warm food, hot showers."

Chrono was definately sulking. But he was putting up with it because he was hungry, too.

"Ahoy!" Rosette was still really into the whole pirate nun thing. She was thinking she probably looked pretty dashing and hot in an eyepatch. A giggle escaped. "I find it interesting that the shop is so dry, and the church gets flooded. Perhaps a reflection on what this island thinks of organized religion?"

"I dunno. I don't think that the sea and the church are related," he told his hot nun pirate 'friend'. "But yeah. wait. If the church is flooded, whatabout all the stuff underneath? The tunnels?"

"The basement is almost entirely submerged," Rosette said with a sigh, thinking of all the stuff that was gonna get ruined. Maybe that's what it was. The Big Guy trying to tell her she was neglecting that how Vow of Poverty thing. But, really, that shouldn't be the vow He should worry about... "Either the tunnels are sealed up enough that they're safe, or that they're just as bad."

"Right. Because we want our zombies and living undead all nice and waterlogged. How hard are salt deposits to clean off of crypts?" John was thinking at all the cool places that are going to smell like wet death now, and unable to explore.

Wait a minute. Does that mean that Rosette only has the clothes on her back?

Rosette was going to have one hell of a dry cleaning bill when this was all over...

"Salt deposits to clean off of the crypts? Am I really that hungry, or do I really have no idea what you're talking about?"

"No, just thinking that when the waters recede, it'll leave salt everywhere. In the crypts, in the caves and tunnels, in all the stuff that's underwater. And yes, you're really that hungry."

"Ugh, that will be a pain in the rear to clean," Rosette sighed, and then nudged Chrono, who was standing beside her, looking as though if he wished he wasn't there enough, it might happen. Or at least there with John. "Least we won't get bored, right?"

"What are you talking about, Rosette? You'll probably make me do all the wo--"

"Let's get some food!"

"Yes. The bountiful cornicopia that is SParky's collection of canned food. And veggies, I think. Someone went shopping earlier in the week." Totally.Not.Ignoring.Chrono.

"Anything'd be good," Rosette said. "I'm starving." She patted her stomach. "Oh! No meat, though. Freakin' Lent..."

"Gotcha. Well, crap. And we've got a load of sausage, too. Um. Cukes? Carrots? Melons?"

Rosette snerked. "Melons, huh?" Perhaps more signs that John really did miss his breasts from the other day and was currently suffering from major boob envy? Not that Rosette could say she blamed him. Rather satisfied in her own endowments, she added, "That sounds like a nice, healthy meal."

"Good! There's a ton of food in the fridge, and Agatha won't mind. Hell, she may not even notice."

"Y'know," Rosette said, lifting the hem of her habit a little to keep it out of the damp ground as they headed toward the shop, "I still gotta meet her..."

"Uh, you guys?" Chrono's voice came from where the boat had been dragged onto drier ground so they could get out. He was still in the washbucket,looking entirely too uncomfortable. "I think I'm stuck!"

Sure enough, he'd somehow managed to get himself positioned in a manner that had him wedged in there and unable to move.

John refrains from unceremoniously tipping the thing over. It's close, though. He offers a hand instead.

"Y'know, Chrono," Rosette put her hands on her hips as she looked at htis very interesting predicament of Chrono's and clicked her tongue. "This woulda never have happened if you didn't eat all those cupcakes all the time."

"If I didn't...! I'm not the one who's been having trouble fitting into her habit as of la--"

"You little...!"

At that point, right when Chrono was about to take Chrono's hand, Rosette very unceremoniously tipped the thing over.

John covers his face. "I don't have that many spare clothes at the shop! No getting wetter or no clothes for you!" He's still facepalming. And not looking at Floaty!Chrono.

"He can stay in wet clothes!" Rosette huffed, turning away with her nose stuck up in the air as Chrono got out of the water she'd dumped him into and shook out his arms a little.

"I'm sure you've got something in the shop that can dry them when I'm utilizing the shower, Jo--"

"I claim it first!" Rosette chimed in. "You are staying in those wet clothes and think about how you shouldn't say things like that about a lady."

"That implies, Rosette, that there are ladies present. And since John and I have both went back to normal since Thursday..."

"Oh, shut up."

John's staying silent. Or not. "I've got a few clothes, and I'm claiming a set for myself after getting drenchified. And after getting a shower. Hell, maybe a bath. Damn cold weather..."

"Lead the way, John!" Rosette called out, possibly planning to steal all the hot water.

"No prob." He lead the way into the back, skirting Agatha's workshop. There was a pile of (clean) clothes, and John fished himself out a pair of boxers, shorts, and a t-shirt. "Help yourselves," he said, starting towards the hot-shower-awaiting bathroom.

And that was Rosette grabbing the back of his jacket and pulling him back to gain on him a little. "What happened to ladies first?" she asked, chosing to ignore Chrono's comment about ladies even further.

"It's my shower!" He flailed. "And you'll use all the hot water!" He tried to block her.

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