http://no-archangel.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] no-archangel.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2008-08-21 11:30 am
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Our Lady of Fandom, Wednesday

Gabriel sat on one of the roof beams, playing the trumpet. Cat was playing with a dead mouse. The church was open.

[identity profile] cheminthehead.livejournal.com 2008-08-21 09:57 am (UTC)(link)
Gladys had cleaning things with her as she walked into the church. "I Am Here To Clean The Windows," she told Gabriel. "And To Clean The Rest Of The Church."

[identity profile] cheminthehead.livejournal.com 2008-08-21 10:53 am (UTC)(link)
Gladys stared down at the cat, eyes glowing. "Dead Mice Belong Outside," she told it, before turning away to start on the first window.

[identity profile] cheminthehead.livejournal.com 2008-08-21 11:12 am (UTC)(link)
Golems were quick workers, and Gladys felt good to be working again. Golems were supposed to work.

The windows were starting to shine.

"But I Am Here To Clean," she replied, "And Dead Things Are Not Clean. Why Are You Sitting Up There?"
Edited 2008-08-21 11:12 (UTC)

[identity profile] cheminthehead.livejournal.com 2008-08-21 11:21 am (UTC)(link)
"I Will Clean The Mouse," she decided, stopping to look up at Gabriel in a speculative way. "Sitting Up There May Be Unsafe. You Could Fall. I Am Not Permitted To Allow A Human Being To Come To Harm."

[identity profile] cheminthehead.livejournal.com 2008-08-21 11:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Then You May Stay Up There." Gladys returned to washing the windows. First the windows, then the mouse.

[and I'm crashing hard. Night!]