fandomtownies | Turtle & Canary, Sunday Morning

Dolf's eyes had practically grown the size of his head (not... literally) when he'd walked out of the dorms to work this morning. That hadn't really changed, and the first hour or so he'd kept sticking his head out the doors and asking Apu if they were really seeing what he thought they were seeing.

He still would've been doing that after the first hour if it wasn't for the bustle of Viking women that had descended upon the shop, grabbing pieces of meat and throwing gold at him in return. He was pretty sure most of them were trying to haggle; he could catch a few familiar words here and there, but the language was miles away from Danish, let alone Dutch.

It took him another half-hour to realise Apu had been waving the sheet with the gold-to-dollars exchange rate in his face, so he had no idea if he'd been charging them right.

By the time noon thundered towards him, he'd caught enough of the Vikings' babble to understand something was going on in town. He closed up shop early to check it out.

But until then, he was around for all your shopping needs!

[[ flying OCD free! open! ]]