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fandomtownies2014-05-28 09:10 am
iceolatedqueen.livejournal.com) wrote in fandomtownies2014-05-28 09:10 am
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The Magic Box, Wednesday
Elsa had come in to work today, half-expecting some sort of strangeness about. Last week it had been the eight balls. This week, it was so much worse.
Affixed to a good many boxes all piled up near the doorway and covered with a single white sheet, there was a note:
Sorry about the mix-up with the rabbits yesterday. Hopefully this will make up for it.
Elsa stared at the note long and hard. And then at the covered pile of boxes. She frowned a little, and then pulled the sheet off. And then smacked her forehead with her palm so hard that a raucous chorus of flapping wings in too-small cages occurred, followed by a cacophony of indignant cooing.
"What in the world are we going to do with two-dozen doves!?"
It was going to be one of those days.
[OOC: Open, OCD-free!]
Affixed to a good many boxes all piled up near the doorway and covered with a single white sheet, there was a note:
Sorry about the mix-up with the rabbits yesterday. Hopefully this will make up for it.
Elsa stared at the note long and hard. And then at the covered pile of boxes. She frowned a little, and then pulled the sheet off. And then smacked her forehead with her palm so hard that a raucous chorus of flapping wings in too-small cages occurred, followed by a cacophony of indignant cooing.
"What in the world are we going to do with two-dozen doves!?"
It was going to be one of those days.
[OOC: Open, OCD-free!]