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Claudia Donovan ([personal profile] notmyownage) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2011-02-12 12:39 pm
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Jeff, God of Biscuits, Saturday morning

Claudia wasn't quite up to braving her room just yet -- she hadn't quite decided how much to tease Quinn for one thing -- but she also had no interest in being spotted in her sexiled state by anyone but Scully, so after waking up early, she'd put her coat on and headed out into the morning air to grab some breakfast.

She peered into the display cases at the God of Biscuits and wondered if she should buy a whole bunch of muffins to bring back to the dorms. And then not offer Quinn any.

[ooc: specifically for a certain individual, but open, as well.]
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[identity profile] nudged.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Stan spotted her from a distance and started running to catch up -- which was a bit of a mistake as it meant he was too out of breath to, say, call out for her attention. So it was a gasping, wordless ten year old nerd boy who burst into the God of Biscuits behind Claudia, arms flailing for attention.

If she turned to look, he was certain she'd be able to translate the flailing to "accidentally set off a giant portal of weird BUT IT'S NOT MY FAULT".

Yeah, it happened often enough that he had a particular way of flailing about it.
notmyownage: (*goes "ooooo!"*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-02-12 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Since Claudia had no particular reason to pay any attention to a random flailing ten year old, she ignored him.

Ooo, was that a bear claw? She hadn't had one of those in FOREVER.

[identity profile] nudged.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Why wasn't she looking? Maybe the portal had done something to her. Stan flailed harder.
notmyownage: (*is looking away*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-02-12 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Are you gonna buy something, kid?" asked the clerk, "or are you just going to flail there?"

Mildly curious, Claudia turned to look. That was one hell of a flaily kid.

[identity profile] nudged.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Having acquired her attention -- with or without the aid of the clerk, thank you very much -- Stan flung himself at Claudia full force.

"It's not my fault!"
notmyownage: (*goes "omg!"*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-02-12 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Claudia squawked as she was suddenly pounced upon by the flaily kid. "Holy crap! What, that you fling yourself at people? Did you get randomly magnetized to girls buying baked goods?!"

[identity profile] nudged.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Stan adjusted his glasses. "Not this time."

Really, it didn't bear thinking about.

"The portal thingy! I wasn't doing anything. I didn't touch anything. So it's not my fault!"
notmyownage: (*goes "yuh-huh"*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-02-12 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Too late, Claudia already had.

Wait, portal thingy?

What the hell was going on?

"Okay, well . . . good. Not your fault. Gotcha."

He was still being kinda clingy at her. What the hell?

[identity profile] nudged.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're not gonna ground me, right? Or let Gramps lecture me or feed me to Mr. Carter. . . ."
notmyownage: (*goes "uhhhh"*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-02-12 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Claudia blinked. "Why would I ground you?"

He was like some kind of kid-octopus, all clingy and with an ink attack and everything.

[identity profile] nudged.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
That wasn't his fault. The pen in his pocket had broken.

"Oh good." Stan relaxed and pulled back. "Sooooo, where are we?"
notmyownage: (*isn't sure what this is*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-02-12 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"The bakery?"

Was the island being attacked by octopus nerd kids? Or maybe this was like that time she was guy. Or the time she was the other guy. Or the time she was ten.

"Say, you don't happen to be named Scully, do you?"

What? Maybe Scully had gotten transformed into a ten year old boy. This was Fandom.

[identity profile] nudged.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
She'd forgotten his name. Again.

It really didn't bear thinking about.

"I'm Stan." He tilted his head. "Were you reshelving the Ansel Bourne bible again?"
notmyownage: (*is confused*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-02-12 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Claudia supposed that in this kid's brain, that probably made sense. "No." Him being named Stan actually didn't mean that he couldn't be Scully. She'd have to look into this. "Nice to meet you, Stan. I'm Claudia."

[identity profile] nudged.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Stan didn't actually say "duh", but it was thoroughly implied.

"So is this bakery close to Eureka?"
notmyownage: (*goes "uhhhh"*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-02-12 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Topeka?

". . . Kansas?"

[identity profile] nudged.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
So that was a "no", then. Stan sighed.

"So I guess we can't rely on GD to help us out."
notmyownage: (*is confused*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-02-12 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Claudia was getting a headache. "Yeah, good luck with that. I'm gonna . . ." She waved vaguely at the counter behind her. The clerk helpfully put the muffins she'd managed to order so far into a paper bag and handed it to her. ". . . Go."

[identity profile] nudged.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay." Stan started dutifully following her.
notmyownage: (*is looking away*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-02-12 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Claudia tried to ignore him. Apparently, the day after the Valentine's Day dance was Octopus-boy stalking day. She could deal with that.

The clerk at J,GoB watched them go, shaking his head.

Really, you'd think the girl had never had a random potential future child show up, before.
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