A Different Part of the Beach, Sunday

[refused2berescued]

With advance warning from Bobby, Uma had managed to avoid her so-called guests for the weekend. She didn't know what the hell Ben and the Fairy Godmother wanted her for and, honestly? She didn't care. She wasn't at their beck and call anyway.

Though that whole 'tried in absentia' thing didn't sound all that promising. It fact, it had unsettled her enough that this morning when she'd woken up, she'd headed down to the beach and immediately dove into the water, spending most of the day swimming far below the ocean surface, letting the water calm and soothe her. By mid-afternoon, she was relaxed enough to contemplate getting out of the water and getting some lunch. Bobby had said that the Fairy Godmother wanted to be gone by this morning, right? She'd probably outlasted them, ha! Another win for Uma!

That feeling of triumph hadn't lasted much past surfacing the water and seeing both Auradonians waiting for her, the magic wand being held like a divining rod in the Fairy Godmother's hands.

"Ha! I knew this would find her!" the Fairy Godmother announced. "There you are, you little hooligan! Come out and face the music!"

Yeah, Uma was no dope. Immediately, she turned to dive back under the waves. But Fair Godmother's magic wand wasn't the most powerful magical artifact in the United States of Auradon for a nothing. Before she could even properly dive, she was surrounded by a bubble of shimmery, sparkly blue magic that pulled her up out of the ocean and deposited her right back onto the beach.

"I don't think so, missy," Fairy Godmother told her, looking prim and smug at the exact same time. "You're gonna stay in that bubble until you're back on the Isle where you belong!"

[Technically it's still Sunday! In other, not-me timezones, sure, but still! Open? For all the SP ever though]

Demon Marcus, Monday

[that_oldsaying]

"There's nothing in here to wear," Alluka sighed, staring mournfully at all of the clothes and then glancing down at her bunny. "Absolutely nothing."

This was obviously not true, given that there were lots and lots of options.

But there wasn't anything that appealed to her.

At all.

"Do you think it's the island?" she wondered. "Sparkle usually has pretty good taste but none of this is nice. Maybe the island messed up."

Her bunny didn't know.

Demon Marcus is Open!

Trooper Station; Monday [10/01].

[died8yearsago]

There was quite the commotion among the troopers that morning, after Rosa stomped in with her usual stern silence and went to go check something in the back.

"Oh, my God!"

"Diaz is wearing pink! I repeat, Diaz is wearing pink!"

"Are we sure it's not a white shirt that's just been bloodied in a motorcycle crash?"

"Maybe it wasn't her. Does she have a twin sister?"

"If Diaz had a twin, she would have eaten her in the womb."

"Wait, hold it." Calvin felt the need to be a voice of reason here. "Stop. How come none of you teased her about it?"

"It's Diaz."

"She's scary."

"You guys are unbelievable!" Calvin groaned. "I once wore a helmet with a splash of purple. You guys called me Mr. Grapes for two years!"

"Oh, Mr. Grapes! I forgot about Mr. Grapes!"

"If I wore a pink shirt, you'd tear me to shreds."

"Well, yeah, but you'd look like a My Little Pony with a gun."

"Let me guess. Your theater club is putting on GreaseOil, and you're playing a pink lady."

"What are you guys laughing at?" Rosa asked, emerging from the back to all the helmet-filtered chuckles.

"If Calvin was wearing a pink shirt."

"I get it." Even Rosa had to smirk at that, grinning as she looked Calvin up and down. "That's hilarious."

"What's happening?" Calvin threw up his arms. "Diaz is the one wearing pink!"

A silence fell over the room. Rosa's jaw tightened and she lifted her chin.

"And?" she asked, somehow managing to pronounce every single letter with cold fury.

"....it's gorgeous." Calvin cleared his throat. "I wish I could pull that off."

"Dream on, Strawberry Shortcake."

"Yeah," one of the other troopers chimed in, "nice try, Mr. Grapes."

Inciting a round of laughter that filled the whole station, as everyone settled into work for the day amid the occasional chortling chorus of "Mr. Graaaaaapes!!"

[[shamelessly cribbed from S02E21 of Brooklyn Nine-Nine and so totally open. i'm so, so glad I can just rip from canon when i have no idea what to write for a post. ]]

Covent Gardens Flowers. Monday

[mylandmyrules]

Nell was a bit nervous about her first day of work, but confident that she would learn to do all of the things required of her. To settle her nerves she wandered among the flowers and plants, touching them and their soil and encouraging them to grow. There was one plant in the back that felt a bit sickly, so she put a finger in the soil and willed it to get better and bloom.

By the end of her shift it had perked up considerably and was beginning to open some beautiful purple flowers.

Groovy Tunes, Monday

[hourtohour_notetonote]

Simon had a job.

Simon still wasn't entirely clear how he'd gotten a job, except that, "Hey, I listen to vinyl!" apparently qualified him to sell the stuff, too.

Despite Jono's warning that the stereo was touchy, Simon had it up and playing E-MO-TION [link to youtube], and was grooving around to it while he wandered the store and figured out where everything was.