Turtle & Canary; Saturday [10/14].

[special_rabbit]

Traveling here to the island had been...interesting. Amaya didn't take to magic too well (or whatever that had been; it didn't seem strictly magical), but once she had her boots back on solid ground, she felt a bit better. Scoping out the place, it seemed promising, if a bit quiet. Definitely big for what she was used to, though she didn't have any problems finding the shop based on the Merchant's description.

Still, she had to double check the number and the sign. Triple check. Quadruple check, because this sure as donkeys didn't look like a blacksmith shop. But she spoke with the gentleman inside, and he confirmed everything, right down to the Merchant having left yesterday in a bit of a rush.

"Why, that no-good, sneaky little purple-shorts-wearing pot-bellied sticky-fingered scoundrel!" Amaya smacked her fist on the counter hard enough to make the drawer on the cash register sing out and pop open. "I knew it shouldn't have trusted that sniveling shyster, I should have known it was too good to be true!"

She sucked in a breath, closed her eyes, and slowly counted to ten. She was here, she'd put everything she'd had left into this, it was at least a shop of some kind, even if not quite her specialty. This could work. She would make it work.

"Alright," she said, turning her eyes back to the gentleman who'd introduced himself as Apu, and offering out her hand, "Amaya Blackstone, I guess I'm the new owner of this place. Why don't you show me around a bit, see what I'm dealing with here. And let's start with whatever this," she opened her arms to the Squishy Bot with the first spark of excitement since arriving, "wonderful contraption is!"

Today's Squishy Flavors
Starshroom Pie
Walnut Strudel
Red

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