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fandomtownies2018-10-31 06:56 am
myownface) wrote in fandomtownies2018-10-31 06:56 am
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Pick Your Poison, Wednesday
You know, for a guy who went to school for costume design, who absolutely loved this damn holiday, you'd think that Sparkle would have put some mad effort into getting his costume done in time for today. But between worrying about Atton and being a weasel for like a week, any of his really worthwhile Halloween prep time had kind of fallen to the wayside.
So he was at work dressed as himself, but three years younger, donning an old studded jacket he hadn't worn in forever, spiking his hair as best as he was able considering it was so much shorter than it used to be, wearing the dark eye make-up. And he had his stuffed black cat clinging to his shoulder, pretending it was Velcro.
There. Costume complete. This entire month had been an absolute clusterfuck and so many plans had fallen to the wayside as a result, but at least he'd managed that much.
Anyway, he was here, and he had the little soap packages that Fenris put together last week to hand out if anybody stopped by to trick-or-treat. Maybe during his break he'd go buy a shitload of those sticky toffee candies and see how many he could eat before his teeth tried to escape his head.
Halloweeeeeeen.
[OOC: Open! Hi, my month got away from me and I've lost my miiiind.]
So he was at work dressed as himself, but three years younger, donning an old studded jacket he hadn't worn in forever, spiking his hair as best as he was able considering it was so much shorter than it used to be, wearing the dark eye make-up. And he had his stuffed black cat clinging to his shoulder, pretending it was Velcro.
There. Costume complete. This entire month had been an absolute clusterfuck and so many plans had fallen to the wayside as a result, but at least he'd managed that much.
Anyway, he was here, and he had the little soap packages that Fenris put together last week to hand out if anybody stopped by to trick-or-treat. Maybe during his break he'd go buy a shitload of those sticky toffee candies and see how many he could eat before his teeth tried to escape his head.
Halloweeeeeeen.
[OOC: Open! Hi, my month got away from me and I've lost my miiiind.]
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Hopefully that met with Sparkle's approval.
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Sorry, Hannibal. The rest sounded fantastic, but Sparkle's priorities meant he totally had to check.
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Sparkle would never give up on his garbage candy, Hannibal. Sorry.
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Hannibal smiled and shook his head. "I hope you enjoy it all."
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"I..." Sparkle looked at the candy, and couldn't help but smile just a tiny bit. "Yeah, I think I will. Thanks."