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fandomtownies2019-06-09 09:28 am
furnaceface) wrote in fandomtownies2019-06-09 09:28 am
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Groovy Tunes, Sunday
Things were normal today.
Normal today, of course, with the exception of the talking kitten that Jonothon had brought with him to work, but when the alternative had been the Capital Wasteland, well, Jono really had nothing to complain about in the least. After all, he adored his dumb little cat. Even when she was utterly baffling.
After all, she seemed to be encouraging the stereo.
//Really, luv?//
"But I like it! It's happy!"
//... I suppose it is that.//
"And it should be happy!"
//That so, Sunshine?//
"Yeah!"
//... Then I suppose happy, it shall be.//
And that was how they wound up listening to children's songs for Jonothon's entire shift. But at least the Now Hiring sign had found its way to the window sometime before Joni had big-sad-kitten-eyed him into pulling out his guitar and playing along. With the entire. Best of the Wiggles alum.
"Yummy yummy yummy yummy fruit salaaaaad!"
And here Jono had sort of been hoping Joni would want to sing Big Yellow Taxi or something, instead.
[OOC: Open!]
Normal today, of course, with the exception of the talking kitten that Jonothon had brought with him to work, but when the alternative had been the Capital Wasteland, well, Jono really had nothing to complain about in the least. After all, he adored his dumb little cat. Even when she was utterly baffling.
After all, she seemed to be encouraging the stereo.
//Really, luv?//
"But I like it! It's happy!"
//... I suppose it is that.//
"And it should be happy!"
//That so, Sunshine?//
"Yeah!"
//... Then I suppose happy, it shall be.//
And that was how they wound up listening to children's songs for Jonothon's entire shift. But at least the Now Hiring sign had found its way to the window sometime before Joni had big-sad-kitten-eyed him into pulling out his guitar and playing along. With the entire. Best of the Wiggles alum.
"Yummy yummy yummy yummy fruit salaaaaad!"
And here Jono had sort of been hoping Joni would want to sing Big Yellow Taxi or something, instead.
[OOC: Open!]
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Also hello, hope you're well?
Because this is bullshit, Jon.
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Because decent walls were about the only thing that made being telepathic any more tolerable.
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Been wearing them, she grouched, Makes me paranoid. That's worse for everyone else than if I'm annoyed at all the noise. Jon, my goddamn starfish has started talking. Little gurgling bubbles of sound while he complains about the round walls of his bowl giving him a headache. The little fucker doesn't have eyes, Jon! Or a head! He's got five points, some suckers and a mouth!
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Jon... had no idea what to do with disgruntled starfish, no.
//Ah, for what it's worth, I've got a frog at home that thinks he can sing like Hendrix.//
This was, in fairness, because he had been named Hendrix. His kitten was Joni. There was a theme, here, dammit.
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The tank's big enough, he just doesn't like that it's round, Jack bitched, and he wants gourmet snails which is like, some weird species of snail the petstore hasn't ever even heard of so fuck this little five-pointed fuck, he's getting whatever I pick up off the beach.
No, she would keep giving him domestically bred tank snails. Wasn't about to risk parasites or disease. For the.. tiny starfish she'd plucked off of Fjord's sword, yes. She was just pretty annoyed with the mouthy little shit Kraken had become.
At least your frog's not telling you what it thinks of your breakfast cereal, she complained, The damned starfish has opinions about everything.
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Cereal was tricky, for Jonothon.
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... Right, he was back to the flames again. Shit. She hadn't forgotten but she'd sort of conflated the two versions of Jon she'd seen.
Cats are always hungry, Jack said, They're like little furry Krogan.
She wasn't sure Jon could do mental images but she tried to share one of Grunt eating a bowl of noodles. Glee and mess and not unlike a cat sticking its face into a pile of tuna.
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When he was open to receiving them, Jon could absolutely do mental imagines, yes.
//At least around mealtime.//
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Told you: littler, furrier Krogan, Jack confirmed. Are they trying to convince you they need more food or different food? Have they convinced your husband that they require fine dining or are they still good with tuna?
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Good lord, there was a loaded question, not that Jack would have any precedent for it.
//Joni's on a strict diet.//
Of not people.
//But hasn't complained so much.//
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Are you sure she's really a cat? Jack asked suspiciously, Little complaining? That doesn't sound very catlike.
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//Well, she's been a kitten for bloody near ten years,// Jono explained. //Hasn't grown into the moody old feline phase yet.//
A pause.
//Might never.//