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Turtle & Canary [14.10]

Jan was moping around the store while Apu rolled his eyes at him.

He hadn't even been sure he should come in after Sunday, but it was his job until someone told him otherwise, so here he was.

On time. Absolutely, indisputably, and unquestionably on time. Really.

Today's squishy flavours: Blue, Red, Duckpond

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Turtle looked back at Jan with her hands on his nose, one on each side, and she nodded. "Yup. Back in Wisconsin. In fact, that game is the whole reason I came here in the first place. My mother was an heir, and so was I, and she thought she could take me out of it by making me go to boarding school."

Jan's ears went flat and he snorted. "If ever she shows her face on the island, I will step on her foot as hard as I can." It was little enough, but offering to skewer someone's dam was never a good idea. Instead he whuffled her hair. "Howsoever it came about, I count myself lucky you are here."

Edited 2008-10-15 02:26 (UTC)

"I think I'm pretty lucky, too," Turtle said, smiling at Jan, and then her smile gained a little sharpness. "And it's too bad you didn't offer that before; she was just here at the monthly market, and I think she's going to pass on this year's Parent's Weekend."

"Then you can take me to her when next you have to see her," he decided. Jan lifted one hoof and put it down, then did it again, ears drifting out to the side. "Is it all right if I ask you a question about this weekend?"

Jan had just given Turtle the wonderful, magical image of Grace getting her toes crushed by a unicorn. Jan could have a raise if he asked for it.

"Of course."

"Dor said people died." His voice was very small for something as big as he was, and he pressed his nose into Turtle's hands. "Will there be a ceremony for them? To sing them away?" He didn't know if humans even had any sort of rite for the dead. He also didn't know that those who'd died hadn't stayed dead.

Turtle frowned; it deepened the more she considered this. "Actually died?" she asked. "Did Dor mention who?"

His flicked his ears, uncertain. "He simply said that there were many deaths on Sunday."

Turtle's frown deepened. "I can't think," she said, "that there would have been so many and no one's really mentioned it. But, if there is, then, absolutely, something should be done for them. We had a memorial service for Bart when the plague took him..."

"That is something," he said, and sighed. "And perhaps Dor was wrong." His tone was hopeful, and he stepped forward carefully, intending to fold his neck over Turtle's shoulder in a unicorn hug.

Edited 2008-10-15 10:09 (UTC)

Turtle easily met Jan's unicorn hug with a human hug, arms going softly around his neck. "I'll find out," she said, "and if it turns out to not just be something weird that happened this weekend, we'll do something in memorandum for the deceased."

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