The Magic Box, Saturday

[livingartifact]

Whatever force on the island had decided to . . . play had apparently passed Jenkins by, for which he was eternally grateful. He made a spectacularly unattractive woman. He hadn't noticed anything was amiss until he went out for a breakfast snack and found the staff at J,GOB arguing over who was doing a better job of dealing with having different parts.

So now Jenkins was back in his shop, a large box of donuts and muffins open on the counter, and a pile of various potentially gender reversing powders, potions, and spells set out in prominent positions throughout the store.

You know, just in case anyone came in for a magic solution.

All body-modification spells half off if you're willing to try them in the store!
We also have free donuts!

There. He was merely providing a public service. If it just so happened to help further his knowledge of the local magical effects, well. He couldn't be blamed for making the most of a strange situation.

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[era_two_triangle]

For a being from a matriarchal society, Peridot's grasp of gender was... thin, at best. It helped that technically, she didn't have one. And so she really had no idea what was all that different today. Just that most of the island's humans seemed to be acting weirdly about something, and the particulars of it were driving her insane.

The sign in the Magic Box window, though? That caught her attention. She pushed the door open and made her way inside, eyes wide.

"There are spells that can make people shapeshift?"

This was kind of a thing with her.

[2_old_for_this]

Peter frowned at the sign and pointed over his shoulder at it as he came in. "Is that really responsible?"

[whoisalicewhite.livejournal.com]

Parker was walking by, trying to get used to her new weight distribution, and then veering sharply right when she saw the sign. Hmmm. Could magic, maybe, make this a little more bearable for the next couple days? She was mostly wary of the stuff, but this kind of seemed like one of those fight fire-with-fire cases.

So she pushed open the door, then brightened. "Oooo, muffins!" And made a beeline for the treats.