http://divinesurfchick.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] divinesurfchick.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2010-01-25 10:21 am

'Dite's Decadent Delights, Monday afternoon

'Dite's Decadent Delights, Monday afternoon


For some reason this morning Aphrodite decided to walk to the store. It was a brisk morning, and the cool air reminded her of the two women she'd just left in Alaska. The idea that two of her favorite mortals were among the living once again made her smile. It lasted until she opened the door to the shop.

Destruction awaited her. Shelves broken and on the floor, merchandise scattered everywhere, candy wrappers piled high, garments torn and useless.

And a lone small gremlin sitting on the counter looking forlorn and worried.

'Dite slammed the door closed. "What in the name of Olympus HAPPENED here?"

The gremlin squeaked. The goddess stalked towards him, and there might have been sparks flying from her eyes. "Did you do this?" More squeaks, then a head shake in denial. The gremlin put up two hands in the universal gesture of, 'please calm down and don't kill me and I'll explain.' 'Dite folded her arms and waited.

More squeaking, gestures, growling and strange faces, hopping up and down, then smooshing gestures, and finally a satisfied brush of his hands as if getting rid of something. The gremlin stopped, then looked forlorn again, a hand waving at the store.

'Dite stared down at him, one eyebrow raised. "So, there was another group of gremlins on the island this weekend, they tried to destroy everything and attack people and it took you a while but all the island gremlins got together last night and got rid of them, but you didn't want me to think you guys did it, so you were told to wait here and explain things when I got back?"

The gremlin nodded.

"Fine." 'Dite nodded. "I'll check your story with some of the other businesses. But if you're not telling me the truth? Oh, you will so not be happy. Understand?" Another squeak. "Get out of here before I make you clean up this mess."

In a flash he was up and through the ventilator shaft and gone.

'Dite sighed. "Welcome back to Fandom."

For a moment, she just stared. Then a memory surfaced and she went back to the door and opened it. Pointing into the air, she sent a fountain of pink sparks up, about twenty feet high. Going back in, she closed the door.

"Well, if he shows up, he can help clean up."

Decadent Delights is a mess, but open.


(OOC: Dite's back, you're welcome to come help her clean, though she'll have most things tidied shortly.)

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