Devil's Nest | Sunday Evening

[long_memory]

Silver was once again very thankful he had avoided turning smaller this weekend. He could think of few things worse than reliving his childhood again and he hated being reminded that he even was a child at any point.

It was making for some rather sullen drinking this evening.

[Open]

Stark Industries- Sunday

[thatwaslucky]

It was interesting how Rey never even questioned why she never turned little on these weekends. She was just always vaguely good with that, and more interested in seeing other people as kids anyway.

Today there were a bunch of different toys that needed fixing. For some strange reason. And given the kind of weekend it was, Rey was pretty intent on getting them done pretty fast so they could actually be used again.

She also kind of wondered how many would end up back here by the end of her shift...


[Open!]

Luke's- Sunday

[complexfemale]

Maeve was antisocial enough to at least miss how widespread this weekend was until she actually left her room today. And then she looked at the specials board.

SPECIALS
Grilled cheese
Chicken nuggets
Chocolate milkshakes

"I'm not watching any unsupervised children without hazard pay," Maeve announced. Just to make sure that was clear.

The Park, Sunday Morning

[crimson_sister]

Lucille had woken up in a comfortable home yesterday, with a very cheerful child making a terrible racket by attacking the piano. They had had tea I assume and some leftovers, but now Lucille was quite worried about her brother. Her parents were nowhere to be found, which was a good thing of course, but poor Thomas might be lost somewhere.

She hadn't been able to find him. Now she was sitting on a bench in the park, with a glass jar with a few dead spiders - there had been surprisingly few of them where she was staying - serious and with a straight back, prepared to murder anyone who might have hurt him.

Not literally. She was just a child.

[Open!]

JGoB, Sunday early afternoon

[stykera]

After stopping in the park for a bit had Stark made his way to the bakery. He'd given out a small number of cookies at the Perk yesterday and saw no reason not to expand on that today should he encounter any more tiny versions of his friends and neighbors. Or the same ones he'd seen yesterday, that would be fine too. The bakery just seemed like somewhere that might be attractive to small children who might need someone to keep an eye on them for a bit.

Of course, it turned out some of the bakery staff were also quite a bit younger (and shorter) than usual this weekend and one had come to take his order as soon as he walked in. The cupcake he received had clearly been decorated by one of the children and had more frosting than even Stark thought was reasonable. That would not stop him from eating it, obviously.


[Ooooopen. Stark will be happy to fuel your weetiny escapades with sugary treats!]