Jono Starsmore (
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fandomtownies2010-08-10 09:25 am
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Groovy Tunes, Tuesday
Jono had new clothing, Jono had a guitar, and Jono had brought little Hendrix-the-fish to work with him today. Partly for company, partly because he didn't want Hendrix to make a graceful leap out of his little fish bowl during the course of his shift without any possibility of rescue. He wouldn't have been terribly pleased to come back to his room to find a petrified goldfish on the floor, after all.
He strongly suspected that Aquaman wouldn't have been terribly thrilled, either.
At least, he supposed, he could spend the day playing music as he always did, and he could pass that off as... bonding. Music lessons or some such rot.
Groovy Tunes is open. And maybe a little fishy.
[And OCD-free, and I'm heading out for... quite possibly the entire day, so mod your Groovy Tunes as you see fit, or expect great SP justice if you want a Jono.]
He strongly suspected that Aquaman wouldn't have been terribly thrilled, either.
At least, he supposed, he could spend the day playing music as he always did, and he could pass that off as... bonding. Music lessons or some such rot.
Groovy Tunes is open. And maybe a little fishy.
[And OCD-free, and I'm heading out for... quite possibly the entire day, so mod your Groovy Tunes as you see fit, or expect great SP justice if you want a Jono.]

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This was because by the time she got to Groovy Tunes, she was very much not Didi -- and in her current form, she'd be more likely to eat the fish than to encourage them to mingle. But the small black cat who walked into the front of the shop like she owned it and pounced up on the front counter had a familiar air all the same.
Mrow.
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It was a very familiar air, really. Made all the more familiar by the little squiggle under one eye and the ankh around the cat's neck. Jonothon squinted a little. And then he set down his guitar.
...
//Yer kidding me.//
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Also, she wanted a snack. Now. Was the fish a snack?
This was what Didi tried to communicate with an affectionate headbutt.
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It wasn't that he didn't trust Didi. It was that he didn't have cat food on hand.
//Fandom has a bloody ridiculous sense of humour, you know that, don't you luv?//