Caritas- Saturday

[solo_sword]

Jaina hadn't had any reason to notice anything was different for a while. It wasn't till she went in to work and found the zombie band had ceased to actually play their instruments tonight, unless hitting play on an endless loop of a Kids Bop CD counted. Normally that'd be strange enough, but when she started to ask what was going on, she looked behind the bar and saw... who she was pretty sure was Tino, all of about five years old, sipping on juice. And yes, Jaina swiped the glass from him just long enough to make sure that it was juice. In fact, all the alcohol had turned into kid-friendly drinks.

So, it was going to be one of those weekends, apparently. Jaina was torn between being glad she was herself, being disappointed she wasn't nine (hush, being a kid was fun) and wondering if Fandom wasn't piling on the weird this month just because it knew she was leaving.


[I am home and I wanna play with kiddies!]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Saturday [4/16]

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

All of those bottles of alcohol in the mini bars had changed into juice boxes and bottles of milk overnight. But if anyone went to the front desk to complain, they'd find a weetiny Mary sipping from her juice box and drawing with crayons.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Special
Milk and Cookies

Chilly Boulder, Saturday Morning

[bigdamnprincipal]

Zoe had been very responsible today. She'd gotten herself and Grace dressed, had cleaned up her room (not that it had needed to be cleaned much, since she was always good about that), and now, she was taking Grace to get something to eat. After walking around town for a little while, she and Grace had ended up at Chilly Boulder, sharing a nice big banana split. Bananas were fruits, so it totally counted as good food as far as she was concerned.

[Open for your ice cream needs!]

The Devil's Nest [sunset]

[texted3times]

Eric was unaware of any transformations to the island inhabitants until he arrived at the Devil's Nest and was assaulted by the greatest hits of the Wiggles and was told by Tiny that the alcohol had all turned into shave ice flavorings.

"This island," Eric grumbled, sitting down at the bar with a blood-flavored shave ice. Mmm.

The Perk - Saturday Afternoon

[notagoose]

Goose had spent the morning handwavily talking to his guardian, he liked Commander Walsh even though he wasn't too sure what he meant when he had said, "oh no, not again," but he just chalked it up to him being in one of his funny moods.

After that he decided that he wanted to have some coffee, technically he wasn't supposed to have some, being a Supertrooper but he figured that no one would find out.

So he was at the Perk, drinking the biggest cup of coffee that he could order, he was ignoring the stares of the staff as drank. It was the best cup of coffee he had ever had.

[open!]