Turtle & Canary; Monday [05/25].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer was fighting a losing battle. Ever since she came in that morning, Apu was all on her ass about something and no matter how hard she fought against it, he seemed determined.

"Apu," she said, "no one ever buys mattresses here."

"Exactly!" he countered. "Which is why we have to have a sale!"

Ultimately, sure, she supposed that was pretty okay logic, but mostly she was just tired of arguing over something like that, and so there was a sign, but so help her, if Apu started to somehow find the space to make a matress pyramid, she was going to flip her shit.

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[crimson_sister]

"Oh, the real Summer. So you work here."

Lucille smiled.

"You have a mattress sale?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"The Real Summer," Summer missed wotj a faint grin on her face, imagining, for a moment, herself standing victorious on a pyramid of defeated inferior Summers, even if she knew this was more about Rosa.being...Rosa, "I like that!

"And yes," Summer added, now ignoring Api's smug look, "we do. Are you in the market for a new one, Lucille?"

[crimson_sister]

"The one I brought from home turned out to be..." infested "...too old. So yes," she said. "And it seems like I've chosen the right day."

[somethingwithturquoise]

If your 'old' mattress ended up infesting the whole floor, Lucille, you were definitely getting stuck with Lucy 2!

"No kidding," Summer snorted. "Talk about good timing! I'd actually forgotten we even sold mattresses."

In a vague sense, of course. Because, yes, you always knew they sold everything at T&C (except duct tape), but it sometimes didn't click that they sold....everything.

[crimson_sister]

The infestations would probably catch the first portal back to the gothic mansion.

"I used to be able to find most things here."

She had never looked for duct tape.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Still gross, #2. Still gross.

"Yeah," said Summer with a wry grin. "That's kind of our whole schtick here, and plus, I do all the ordering, and I've got mad portal connections, so if don't have it? I can totes get it. As far as mattresses go, though, they're toward the back. I'll show you, we can try and see if we've got one that'll work, but I'm gonna be mega surprised if we don't."

[crimson_sister]

It might be a good thing that the serial killer next door neither knew nor cared about being #2.

She followed Summer towards the mattress section. "Have you worked here long?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

Well, if #2 wanted to go toe-to-toe.on kill-count, she'd still probably be #2. Serial killer was mice, but have you ever tried being an intergalactic terrorist in multiple dimensions, Lucille?

"Dang," said Summer, tilting her head, "that's a goooood question.e
Let's see....I bought it from Amaya the summer after I graduated, and that was 2018, but then I sold it to Shunsui when I went to space in summer of '19, but then I came back end of....last year? And now it's summer, 2020, so I guess...wow...on and off for about two years now..."

[crimson_sister]

"Shunsui owned this shop?"

He hadn't come across as the business type.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Still does!" Summer said, scoffing slightly. "Technically speaking, but I bet you can guess who gets stuck doing all the work around here."

But Summer made sure to point to herself a few times emphatically just in case Lucille needed the help.

"But you've met Shunsui, then?" The next scoff came with an eyeroll, but also a grin for an opportunity to shit-talk her boss. "Isn't he just the worst?"

[crimson_sister]

"I've met worse," Lucille said. "Although bribing ladies with alcoholic drinks is a bit suspect. So this is how he gets the money for it."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Oh, no," said Summer, with yet another scoff. "That guy's loaded. You should have seen how much he bought this place for. I don't even understand why, if he's got that kind of money to throw around, but, hey, that money bought me a jello shop in space. I'm definitely not going to complain."

A...brief pause.

"Not about that, anyway."

Because, boy, could Summer complain about nearly everything else!

[crimson_sister]

"So what are you going to complain about?"

That seemed like the obvious question.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer turned her head to grin shamelessly over her shoulder at Lucille. "Pretty much everything else under the sun."

She'd go into detail, but, like, the didn't have all day.

And, besides, they'd reached the mattresses now, a...surprisingly good selection for a store that should be too small to have a surprisingly good selection of things like mattresses, and yet, there they were.

(Summer was definitely convinced by now that sections of T&C really just came and went based on necessity or annoyance).

"But here we are! Mattresses! Take a look and see if any of them seem right for you, but keep in mind, I'm pretty sure my boss has slept on probably all of them at some point, though his top napping spots tend to be at the counter or in the office."

[crimson_sister]

"I'm fine with that," Lucille, whose last mattress had been inhabited, said. She pointed at one at random. "I'll have that one."

It was just a mattress.