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fandomtownies2018-07-17 08:02 am
always_someone) wrote in fandomtownies2018-07-17 08:02 am
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The Magic Box, Tuesday
Okay, there were no surprise monkeys this week, and the cards weren't doing any tricks. Norman was actually almost afraid of what he might encounter this week in the magic shop.
The answer, of course, was nothing.
Not that there was nothing out of the ordinary. There was, in fact, something very out of the ordinary. When he stepped into the shop, the shelves were all bare.
It wasn't until he flailed a bit and tried to figure out if they'd been robbed or if it was just Fandom being weird that he realized the stock wasn't gone, it was just hiding. It had all retreated to the back, to hide in the storeroom, and it needed to be coaxed back out with gentle words about how it was all perfect just the way it was, and everything would find where it really belonged if it only gave the world a chance.
One by one, all of the stock items crept out from the back room and took their spaces on the shelves again, apparently feeling better.
Norman, meanwhile, sat behind the counter, kind of exhausted after the whole ordeal. Sheesh.
[OOC: Open!]
The answer, of course, was nothing.
Not that there was nothing out of the ordinary. There was, in fact, something very out of the ordinary. When he stepped into the shop, the shelves were all bare.
It wasn't until he flailed a bit and tried to figure out if they'd been robbed or if it was just Fandom being weird that he realized the stock wasn't gone, it was just hiding. It had all retreated to the back, to hide in the storeroom, and it needed to be coaxed back out with gentle words about how it was all perfect just the way it was, and everything would find where it really belonged if it only gave the world a chance.
One by one, all of the stock items crept out from the back room and took their spaces on the shelves again, apparently feeling better.
Norman, meanwhile, sat behind the counter, kind of exhausted after the whole ordeal. Sheesh.
[OOC: Open!]