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livingartifact) wrote in
fandomtownies2017-12-07 01:01 pm
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The Magic Box, Thursday
The trouble with a magical effect working on "everything that makes noise" was that that included rather a lot of things. Antique telephones, for instance. (Or modern ones, but those at least had volume controls.) Also cash registers, door chimes, and a surprisingly large number of minor magical items, such as singing stones and bowls and talking drums.
Which all added up to quite the cacophony in the Magic Box today.
"If you can't sing it in the original Ukranian, you might as well not sing it at all," Jenkins grumbled as he worked to put together some sort of silencing device to save both his ears and his sanity. "Gretchen used to sing this so beautifully. . . . Remind me to call her when all this noise is done with. See how Santa's preparations are going this year." He looked up and around the shop. "Not that there's anyone here to actually give me that reminder." He sighed and returned to his work.
"Used to spend entire decades alone, Jenkins, old man. You're getting soft."
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Which all added up to quite the cacophony in the Magic Box today.
"If you can't sing it in the original Ukranian, you might as well not sing it at all," Jenkins grumbled as he worked to put together some sort of silencing device to save both his ears and his sanity. "Gretchen used to sing this so beautifully. . . . Remind me to call her when all this noise is done with. See how Santa's preparations are going this year." He looked up and around the shop. "Not that there's anyone here to actually give me that reminder." He sighed and returned to his work.
"Used to spend entire decades alone, Jenkins, old man. You're getting soft."
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