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wasthecuteone ([personal profile] wasthecuteone) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2012-05-24 03:34 pm

Groovy Tunes, Thursday

The sign in the window at Groovy Tunes said 'OPEN' but the door was locked. What was up with that?

Oh, yeah, you might want to redirect your attention to the handmade sign on a piece of notebook paper taped in the window:

Knock for entry
If you are not a goat.


Petra had decided it was the most efficient solution. She had the music turned down low enough she could hear anyone knocking, but first they'd have to get rid of the creepy crying goat outside the door. It was so sad about being denied entry. So, so sad. Petra was trying really hard to ignore it, but it probably had about ten more minutes before she went out to find out what it would take to get rid of the darn thing.

Petra had a black belt. This would probably not end well for the goat.

Groovy Tunes is open and OCD-free!! Just knock!

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-05-25 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.

Kenzi was making fish faces against the window there. With varnish on her hand from having punched a goat.

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-05-25 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Can I get a paper towel to get the varnish off?" Kenzi said, turning sideways, and yelling backward, "GOAT OF EVIL, GO HOME!" to one that had just shown up.

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-05-25 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
"One of them-- I am not kidding--- I kicked it, it bleated at me, I flailed, and it exploded into varnish when I hit it. Bleah." Kenzi was trying to get her fingers unstuck from each other as she sidled in, then headed for the counter. "Those things are creepier than the dolls, damnit."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-05-25 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Cool, thanks," Kenzi said, ducking into it. Over the rushing water, she called, "Smart move locking the door! They haven't evolved thumbs yet at least!"

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-05-25 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
Kenzi came out of the bathroom with a handful of paper towels, going over to stick out her tongue through the glass, then rearing back. "Okay, the crying is freaking me out," she said, nervously joining Petra. "That might be acid for all we know."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-05-25 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Horses and goats, it's livestock day," Kenzi grumbled. "Trick had a herd of crazy fairy horses in class. None of them were safe to ride."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-05-25 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Nah, it was the Danger Shop. Some them might've been okay, but I wasn't gonna risk it." She grimaced and threw the paper towels in the trash. "I'm hoping this is one of those one-day things, not a run-up to an entire weekend of whacked-out animals."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-05-25 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Kenzi stared back then head-bonked onto the counter. "Shit! Shit! Shit!... If I did, you can use me as a weapon on the next wave."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-05-25 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
Horrified, Kenzi joined her at the window, eyes huge. "NO WAY."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-05-25 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey! SQUIRRELS ARE NOT FOR EATING! What is with the wildlife, it goes crazy, it goes after the squirrels?" Kenzi wondered, pounding on the glass.

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-05-25 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
"And drink sake! RUN LITTLE DUDES, RUUUUUUN!" Kenzi called. "USE THE FORCE OF THE PENCIL! Or something, I dunno."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-05-25 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, that's sad. Maaaan." Kenzi slumped on the counter, biting her lip. "Those things can't infect you with crazy evil if they bite you, can they? 'Cause I don't think they could gobble us in one gulp."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2012-05-25 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
"We can order in. Let the pizza guy take the risks," Kenzi decided.