Pick Your Poison, Wednesday

[myownface]

Sparkle was kind of humming to himself as he settled in for a day at work. It was nice to not have to look after the running of the place anymore, even if he hadn't actually seen Iris since she'd gotten back (and hey, for all he knew, the LUSH fairies had managed to get their hands on her recipes or something), and spending a day sitting behind the counter, just contemplating soap seemed right about his speed.

Hopefully Iris (or the LUSH fairies, whichever) wouldn't mind that he'd skipped work last week. He'd been a vampire before. Twice. He really had no interest in repeating the experience.

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[intraspective]

Iris wandered down, figuring that she probably ought to let the minion (her minion?) know she was living above the shop and that yeah, she was here, if only so he'd stop wondering about LUSH fairies.

(What were LUSH fairies anyway?)

"Ain't there that fish thin' today?" she said, leaning against the doorframe, not caring if she startled him or not. "You're not goin'?"

She was going, for sure.

[myownface]

Sparkle... totally jumped a little, yup, rounding on his heel and blinking- and then laughing a little in relief. LUSH fairy mystery... still a mystery, but at least he knew who was stocking the shop up again this time.

"Hey, Iris," he greeted, grinning lopsidedly. "Not today, nah. I mean, I have a job. Been holding down the fort and all, you know?"

Which he supposed wasn't all that important when it was his boss asking about it, granted.

[intraspective]

"Guess it's probably too late for you to get roped into whatever madness it'll be today by now anyway," Iris noted, smiling as Silly bopped down to land on her shoulder. "But if you want to next week or any other week, feel free, yeah? Can't be fussed 'bout you taking a day or two off when I weren't here for ages."

[myownface]

Sparkle looked thoughtful about that for a moment, and then cracked a little grin and nodded.

"Works for me," he replied. "I'd ask about swapping my shift to another day, but at this point I don't even know what day I'd swap it to."

Sundays were Demon Marcus days, Mondays were occasionally dancing. He could maybe go Tuesday? Unless that was hers. He didn't remember what day was hers.

[intraspective]

"If you figure that out, you can do that too," Iris said, since she… really didn't care. Tuesdays were sort of her day? But she could move. It wasn't like she had… anything else… going on, really.

... Maybe she ought to get a second job herself.

[myownface]

She could work at his shop, it'd be the perfect crime. Swap? Something.

"I'll see what days are free," Sparkle decided, nodding thoughtfully.

Thursdays were 'pester Hernando at work' days, and Fridays were the mun already has three million posts to make cleaning days and Saturdays were training days and... Back to Sunday. hm.

[intraspective]

Perfect crime. Definitely a crime. Somehow.

"I usually open Tuesdays but if you want it, I don't care," Iris said, lifting one shoulder in a shrug. "How're things goin' otherwise?"

[myownface]

"Otherwise?" Sparkle looked thoughtful. "I mean, I didn't get eaten by vampires last week, so that's a win, right?" He shrugged. "Trying to kinda sort out my life, figure out where I want to go from here. I could spend the rest of my days working two days a week and hiding from the rest of planet Earth otherwise, but am I really going to be happy with that, you know? You? How was your... um... trip?"

[intraspective]

"Not getting eaten is generally a win."

As for the rest of that, well, Iris left the door frame, sliding around the counter.

"You'll never be happy here if you feel like you're hidin' here," Iris said, looking at the store. "That means it ain't home, not really, it's just a place to stay while you're hidin'. My trip… it were… somethin' else, I guess?"

[myownface]

"Hiding is most of what it's been," Sparkle said, pursing his lips a little. "I mean, I've found good things here, I've got good people here, but I'm still somewhere between hiding and trapped. You can find love in a cage, doesn't make it any less a cage." He drummed his fingers against the counter. And then shrugged and straightened up again. "Somethin' else, huh? That sounds ominous."

[intraspective]

"You got ideas on how to leave the cage?" she asked, absently running a finger along Silly's head. "Like, make your get-a-way?"

Iris smiled at him, over her shoulder.

"I accidentally-on-purpose broke the timeline of my world. It's been… interesting."

[myownface]

"Eh... mostly, paperwork," Sparkle replied, wrinkling his nose. "The ugly, boring shit, but once I actually get there and do it... if it works out, maybe I can have my life back." A pause. "Not that I ever really had one."

Whee, Toronto.

"... Wait what."

[intraspective]

Iris laughed.

"Wait what what?" she teased.

[myownface]

"Wait what world what?" Sparkle clarified.

So clear, much clarity.

[intraspective]

No clarity at all!

"I accidentally-on-purpose broke my world's timeline," she repeated, deeply amused at his reaction. "That surprisin'?"

[myownface]

Sparkle just blinked and did a slow headtilt.

"Kinda," he admitted. "I mean, I thought maybe it was doable in theory, but I've never actually seen anyone do it before. I'm kind of in awe."