Pixie Dust, Saturday

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

After spending some time gaining wisdom from the great Father Ned, Toby ran quickly to work, finding he was late but that it didn't really matter. He set himself up at the counter, making no pretense of actually doing work.

As he flipped through the latest issue of Out! magazine, his thoughts turned to what Father Ned had said about forgiveness and being one of God's children. Maybe Lucas wasn't all bad after all.

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[wanna-be-lucas.livejournal.com]

Feeling horrible about what had happened the night before, Lucas stopped by Pixie Dust to see Toby and apologize. "Hey," he raised a hand in greeting, hoping this guy was rational by light of day.

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Toby was a good Christian boy and Lucas was one of God's children. That was his mantra the second he saw that...brunette walk in the store. "Something we can help you with? New pair of pants? Underoos?" He tried not to glare.

[wanna-be-lucas.livejournal.com]

"Uh, no thanks, I just wanted to let you know there's no hard feelings about last night," Lucas replied, leaning against the counter and showing off his remarkably non-injured face. It seemed CMM had kept that when Josh took the job.

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"Of course there are hard feelings," Toby snapped. His feelings were hurt, dammit. But he was being Christian, so he took a breath. "But I'm not going to hold a one time hook up against you."

Beat.

"It was just the one time, right?"

[wanna-be-lucas.livejournal.com]

Not counting that other time? Sure!

"Right! Had I known you two had just broken up, I swear it wouldn't have gone down like that, man."

Granted, Lucas had known.

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Toby was relieved to hear that, maybe Father Ned was right and Lucas was a nice guy who deserved forgiveness. "Thanks, I know how tempting Kevin can be. That ass, those hands..." Damn, he shouldn't miss Kevin this much already.

[wanna-be-lucas.livejournal.com]

Lucas was starting to wonder why he wasn't going after more of everything Kevin had to offer with recommendations like that. "Uh, yeah, I should let you get back to work now. Good luck there, Toby!"

[tinkerbitch.livejournal.com]

Tink strode into Pixie Dust, tall and gorgeous at always. She smiled at her Saturday employee. "Toby," she purred. "How are sales today?"

(ooc: reeeeecasting in the hizzouse)

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"Sales?" Toby glanced up from brooding over his magazine. "Oh right, sales! They're fabulous, up 200% from last week!" Or something like that.

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"Wonderful work, Toby," Tink smiled, leaning against the register. "We're on target to make our quarterly projections. Bell Enterprises is having another record-breaking year. At this rate, I'll have to buy two yachts."

Just a little joke. She'd give all the money to charity, and the lab. Obviously.

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"Just doing my job, Ms. Bell!" Toby grinned, shoving the magazine aside and trying to look like he'd be doing actual work.

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Real work could happen offscreen. Much like Tink's lab, which only appeared once every few months. Lab sets were so boring.

"I knew I was right to hire you," she said proudly. "Keep it up, and you may be in line for a stake in the business. You should think about the future. I'm a powerful person to have, on your side."

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

Dollar signs flashed before Toby's eyes. "Aww, Ms. Bell, you know I don't do my job for the money. It's all about giving back to the people of this world." Via retail sales.

[tinkerbitch.livejournal.com]

She smiled, gently, at him. "And that's why you're so good at what you do."

Selling people clothes. A difficult, but rewarding career.

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

Gavin stepped into Pixie Dust, a lit cigarette hanging from his parched lips. Little things like water were precious commodities that you learned to ration when you spent ten years caged up in a suffocating cave called prison. You didn't take things for granted after a hard time like that. You learned to love everything. Gavin didn't drink water until he was nearly dehydrated.

For a minute, he thought he saw Lucas and his hand went to his side, reaching for--- Oh wait, it was a mannequin.

Goddammit, this was getting tedious. Gavin just wanted to end this. If he could just find his nemesis, he could get his life back on track. He could realize his dreams.

The cigarette burned before he stubbed it out against the mannequin he thought had been his target. He turned to leave.

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"Dude, that was just uncool," Toby called after the stranger. The mannequin was ruined now. Oh well.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Hermaphroditus Sparkles sure wished he could remember what had happened to all his decent clothing and why so many of the things in his room were so awful and masculine, but, thankfully, there was an easy solution to that. Sometimes, he didn't care much for shopping, but when there were so many fabulous things to try to convince himself into buying...that was just a treat!

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

Toby looked up from his magazine at the newest customer. "Good day and welcome to Pixie Dust!" He never knew when Tink would pop up again and catch him slacking off on the job.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Oh, hello, darling," Hermaphroditus dismissed the shopboy with casualty, his interest far more invested in a darling piece of cashmere. "Don't mind me, I'm just browsing. It seems that my wardrobe had gotten all switched up, and I haven't a decent thing to wear while I'm here, would you believe it?"

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

"How tragic!" Toby tutted his disapproval of losing one's wardrobe. Not that he was wearing a shirt. That was in his contract. "You'll have to see our latest line of designer fall apparel."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Hermaphroditus seemed a little reluctant, but he sighed and caved in congenially with a small smile. "I suppose I will," he agreed, and then gained a teasing sort of smile, "although I don't know how I feel about updating my autumn line up from someone who seems a bit unprepared for it himself."

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Toby laughed, "I wear clothes out of work," sometimes. "Miss Tink has amazing taste. She sets the ugly stuff on fire once a week, you know." There was probably some heathen ritual that went along with that. Toby should tell Father Ned.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"That certainly seems like a proactive way of handling the situation," Hermaphroditus mused. "Especially in the winter."

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

"I don't know about winters here," Toby admitted. "Back home it was always summer." He sighed, missing Dante's Cove and the carefree days of his life with Kevin, before all the drama.

Other than the zombie thing. That was pretty dramatic.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Believe me," Hermaphroditus said, eying a silk scarf a little more closely, "any winter's cold without somebody with you, but I can't imagine a man of your look and...fashion sense would have a problem with that."

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

Toby sighed, "I know, I'd think so too, but my stupid ex had to go and ruin everything by breaking up with me." God, guys sucked.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Awww," Hermaphroditus turned swiftly sympathetic, looking at the shopboy with worried eyes, "sweetie! That's awful! Clearly, some men just don't know a good thing when they have it."