Turtle & Canary; Wednesday [09/01].

[sake_shinigami]

There was absolutely no napping going on at Turtle & Canary that Wednesday! Because Shunsui was determined to get his 10,000 steps in that day, which meant doing frequent sweeps around the store, despite the fact that his newly sprouted (and rather fabulous, if he might say so, although if you thought with the robes and the hat and the swords and the sake, he had a lot going on before...) wings would occasionally brush up against a shelf and knock something off of them.

Which was fine, that was why he had employees!

"Oh, Apu-saaan~ ♥," he'd sing out when some cookies went tumbling or he'd brushed against some boxes that went bouncing to the floor. "Clean up in Aisle Handwavey~ ♥! Just...please wait a moment for me to get around the corner, neh ♥?"

Because his X-ray vision seemed to (in)conveniently kick in whenever Apu was in eyeshot, and only for the man's clothing, and no one needed to see that.

And so Shunsui kept his round around the store, tempted to give those wings of his a try except that flying would definitely not help his step count for the day, which became particular essential in avoiding Apu after Apu discovered that Shunsui had been signing everything that day in crayon.

Yes, it was faintly absurd that, in a store that supposely sold everything, the only thing Shunsui could find to write with were crayons, but that was an issue he'd have to take up with Summer-chan about supplies, he supposed.

Once he got his 10,000 steps in, anyway.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Cherry Popover
Tofu
Red

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[okteiviakom]

"... Shunsui?"

He wasn't napping at the counter when Octavia got there. He wasn't at the counter at all.

She had to wonder whether this week was going to be the same as the last.

[sake_shinigami]

There was a clatter of something falling off a shelf somewhere down one of the aisles that might have alerted Octavia to the direction where Shunsui would emerge, the end of his wings brushing against a stand of hairbrushes, which he turned toward for a moment, called out to Apu-san to come take care of it, and then continued on his way toward the counter, checking his pedometer and reveling in the addition of a hundred more steps or so.

"Ah ♥! Octavia-chan ♥!" he greeted her brightly. "Ohayō gozaimasu ♥! And gomen nasai~~ ♥. I was just trying to get my steps in ♥."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia said nothing. Sorry, she was too busy staring at the wings.

She'd ask about the steps in a minute.

[sake_shinigami]

Ah, yes, those were certainly new, and Shunsui really hadn't thought much of that fact. All he knew was that they seemed a little...superflous; after all, he could already fly just fine without them, if he felt inclined, so their utter uselessness made them entirely for show, which meant they were actually kind of perfect.

Even if the ones he had as a pony had been far more his style.

Thinking nothing of the lack of response and assuming it was merely Octavia's tendency toward the quiet and/or unresponsive, he swept easily around toward the counter, leaning in to fetch a jug from behind it, knocking over a few Squishy cups with the wings as he did.

"Mizu ♥?" he asked, straightening with the offering of the jug, his cups, and a pround if lazy sort of grin.

[okteiviakom]

Even as Octavia slowly followed him to the counter, her attention was pretty obviously far from his face.

"Since when do you have wings?"

That emphasis would probably have been different if her family hadn't included an angel.

[sake_shinigami]

"Oh," said Shunsui, with a slight glance back towards them (conveniently exposed despite the robes, somehow), a little shrug as if it were nothing, as he poured from the jug into the two cups in his hand, and then offered them both out for Octavia to take her pick, "just this morning ♥. What do you think? You don't think they're a little too much, do you ♥?"

They were definitely way too much. Stretching them out a little now that he had the room, unrestricted by the aisle, probably didn't help much.

[okteiviakom]

"Since this m--" Octavia started, incredulous in her own faint way, right before she actually remembered where she was. "Oh."

A Fandom thing.

Why did she feel a little pang of what seemed like jealousy? She wasn't going to think too hard about it, just reached out to pick the cup closest to her. (Distracted enough that that was all she did.) "They're... a lot."