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fandomtownies2009-10-11 02:19 pm
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Dite's Decadent Delights, Sunday afternoon
Aphrodite had taken Hercules home the last two evenings. The poor cat was still traumatized over his gremlin bite, and had a tendency to chase his tail, yelping when he caught it.
There had been no sign of anything small and green yesterday, but she wasn't taking chances. Hercules was safely carried under a blanket, and the goddess carefully opened the front door of the store.
No sound. No movement. This was good.
Sighing in relief she entered, closing the door behind her. With a wave of her hand the blinds were raised, and she reached out to flip the sign to open.
Things remained quiet enough when Yuffie came in to pick up her order, and she'd waved fondly at the girl and wished her luck. Revenge was always fun, especially when done with love.
'Dite was looking through a catalog at the desk when suddenly there was a splat, and something wet and oily and blue exploded on her shoulder. Another one smacked into the wall above her head, this time leaving a patch of green to drip down into her hair, and a third one, red this time, hit the display case, splashing color onto her perfect pink tennis shoes.
For a moment she stood utterly still, a look of absolute shock on her face. Then the remains of a blue condom fell from her shoulder to her hands and she caught it automatically. When she realized it had come from her own shelf, and was filled with edible body paints, her face became a mask of fury. She turned to the air vent on the opposite wall, hearing distant laughter and the sounds of tiny scurrying feet.
"You cretins! You -- you --!! Oooh!!" Her eyes lit with fire and she clenched her fists. "THIS MEANS WAR!"
The irony of this was lost on her as she was already planning her first offensive.
Moments later, her hair and clothes once again perfect, she slapped a vibrator, a box of condoms, and some rechargeable batteries onto the counter. With a wave of her hand, a tool kit appeared beside the item, and she was suddenly holding a specially tiny cut glass decanter.
She cackled as she rolled up her metaphorical sleeves. "You don't know who you're messing with."
Decadent Delights is open. Let the battle commence!
(ooc: Yes! Dite is at war with the gremlins! All battles will take place in the store, and anyone coming into the store can expect to get hit with something; a loaded condom, a misplaced spell [nothing long lasting], a soft jelly dildo -- you never know! This battle will last until Wednesday, or possibly Thursday night and is meant to be something fun for any townies who get bored while the students are away. Have at thee, haHA!)
There had been no sign of anything small and green yesterday, but she wasn't taking chances. Hercules was safely carried under a blanket, and the goddess carefully opened the front door of the store.
No sound. No movement. This was good.
Sighing in relief she entered, closing the door behind her. With a wave of her hand the blinds were raised, and she reached out to flip the sign to open.
Things remained quiet enough when Yuffie came in to pick up her order, and she'd waved fondly at the girl and wished her luck. Revenge was always fun, especially when done with love.
'Dite was looking through a catalog at the desk when suddenly there was a splat, and something wet and oily and blue exploded on her shoulder. Another one smacked into the wall above her head, this time leaving a patch of green to drip down into her hair, and a third one, red this time, hit the display case, splashing color onto her perfect pink tennis shoes.
For a moment she stood utterly still, a look of absolute shock on her face. Then the remains of a blue condom fell from her shoulder to her hands and she caught it automatically. When she realized it had come from her own shelf, and was filled with edible body paints, her face became a mask of fury. She turned to the air vent on the opposite wall, hearing distant laughter and the sounds of tiny scurrying feet.
"You cretins! You -- you --!! Oooh!!" Her eyes lit with fire and she clenched her fists. "THIS MEANS WAR!"
The irony of this was lost on her as she was already planning her first offensive.
Moments later, her hair and clothes once again perfect, she slapped a vibrator, a box of condoms, and some rechargeable batteries onto the counter. With a wave of her hand, a tool kit appeared beside the item, and she was suddenly holding a specially tiny cut glass decanter.
She cackled as she rolled up her metaphorical sleeves. "You don't know who you're messing with."
Decadent Delights is open. Let the battle commence!
(ooc: Yes! Dite is at war with the gremlins! All battles will take place in the store, and anyone coming into the store can expect to get hit with something; a loaded condom, a misplaced spell [nothing long lasting], a soft jelly dildo -- you never know! This battle will last until Wednesday, or possibly Thursday night and is meant to be something fun for any townies who get bored while the students are away. Have at thee, haHA!)