fandomtownies | The Soon-To-Be-Former Wellspring Arms, Wednesday Afternoon

Ron had called Pawnee. It had not worked out terribly well: that is, he got some strange noise on the line, and when he attempted calling again, there had been a helpful employee of something called Portalocity informing him that his dimension had lapsed into slow-time and they were terribly sorry but he wouldn't be able to get home yet. The idea that he was now in fact (for whatever period of time) the mayor of... anywhere... still prompted him to random bouts of giggles, but they had diminished. Somewhat.

And then he had found the deed to the local arms dealer on his desk this morning with his name on it.

He arrived there after a hearty pre-lunch (followed by a heartier lunch), and stood outside, inspecting the facade.

"Well," Ron said, "The name's got to change."

He would have to make a few calls. Hopefully Portalocity wouldn't be involved.

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