fandomtownies | Turtle & Canary; Wednesday [11/17].

It was almost a little eerie, actually, to breeze into the store that day and have it be nice and quiet and very noteably Apu-less. The man had, apparently, just put the cheese panda in charge in the meantime, which seemed to be a...dubious choice, at best, but considering how Shunsui usually used days off as threats to his most stalward employee, the sudden leave of absense was a bit bewildering. He would, of course, make sure not to worry about it, because if it was a Fandom thing, he really didn't want it to turn out to be a Fandom Thing, and he quietly went about his day of occasionally pretending to do something productive in between naps and sips of sake.

And he knew he was right not to worry when Apu-san did indeed come traipsing back in later that afternoon, and, based on the fact that he was all kitted out with boots and a backpack and a jaunty little hat and walking stick, Shunsui barely needed the explanation that it had, apparently, simply been one of Apu-san's charming little random holiday things and it was good to know that the hike had been very nice.

"Good for you ♥," said Shunsui, lifting his latest cup in a toast. Sure, it had been tied to some made-up holiday and it had only been half a day off, but that felt like some pretty big progress! Maybe one day, Shunsui might finally get him in on having a nap!

Which reminded him....which day was National Nap Day?

And as soon as he asked the question to himself, he had to chuckle.

Because every day, obviously, was Nap Day!

Today's Squishy Flavors
Baklava
Homemade Bread
Red

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Amaya Blackstone had a problem, one that became increasingly evident to her once she realized she couldn't stop thinking about certain ocular issues she refused to agree were winks (of all things!) and the adventure of having spent a good portion of her morning in a certain shop blatantly denying any suggestion of flirting and dates, and she was a woman of action. And she had a guy...

...she wasn't exactly thrilled about that guy, sure, but he got the job done, and well, she couldn't keep just getting away with hiding all this in the tags.

"Kyōraku," she stated, as she came into the T&C with her chin lifted high, except for the stout nod she gave him to drive home the fact that she was here strictly for business.

(A word that was getting an awful lot of mileage that day, wasn't it?)

Shunsui quirked a brow at the little blacksmith storming in with that tone that he recognized all too well, and at least had the decency to not smirk...

...too much, anyway.

"Why, if it isn't Movie Class-chan ♥," he gushed in greeting, "gracing me with her charming presence in my very own shop that used to be her shop, on a Wednesday, of all days ♥. Praytell, to what do I owe this particularly delightful surprise ♥?"

Besides someone out there being remarkably self-indulgant at the moment.

"Well," Amaya stated, short and to the point and determined, clearly, "I was running some errands, and I also realized that it's been a while since I've been around to do some...routine maintenance on the old Squishy Machine there. Now, I'm sure, since I haven't heard from you about it that it's running just fine, but that's the things with machines, isn't it? Every once in a while, you still have to do a little work here and there even if everything seems to otherwise be in ship-shape condition. So I though, while I was out, might as well swing by, give it a look."

"Mmmmm ♥," Shunsui hummed, oh-so-thoughtfully, tilting his head and considering the machine with that barely-concealed grin and a rub of his chin. "It really has been a while, hasn't it, Movie Class-chan ♥? Well, certainly don't let me stop you; no one knows quite how to handle the routine maintenence of a machine like that quite like you do, neh ♥?"

Amaya gave a firm nod of agreement, before heading on over to the Squishy Machine and shifting it so that she could access the back panel. Which she opened, took a look inside for maybe a whole of two seconds, and then turned her attention back toward the counter.

"Just as I suspected," she reported. "Looks like it might need a few of its parts switched up. Nothing to serious, just the usual wear and tear, of course. I trust the spare pieces are still kept tucked away in the back room?"

Shunsui's head dipped in a nod, although, when he brought it up, his also brought up his hand, pushing back his hat to scratch at his head a little. "Although," he drawled, figuring she would appreciate this, "I'll admit, since Summer-chan took off, I haven't been nearly as good at keeping things tidy back there as I should...♥"

He met her with a blank, frank look.

"Do you think you may need some help finding them?"

She both did and didn't appreciate it, actually, which is why her chin was back up again and her shoulders squared against any such offering of help before she said, "Just might. Considering just how bad I imagine it's gotten back there, two sets of eyes will be much better than just the one."

She never really was going to ever catch on that the stubborness just made it that much more adorable, was she? But never mind all that. They were clearly here for routine maintenence, and Shunsui knew Movie Class-chan was a busy woman, they'd best find those parts and get her on her way, and so he gestured her way toward the back room with a bow, "I couldn't have said it better myself ♥. By all means, then, allow me to assist you in this arduous quest ♥."

And Shunsui very clearly had not been hyperbolic when he expressed concern that the back room might have gotten a little messy in Summer's absense, because the two of them were back there for an awful long time. And by the time they did emerge again, Amaya did so without a single spare part in sight. Just a brush of her skirt, an adjustment of her gloves, and she made her way on out the door without giving the Squishy Machine so much as another glance.

And with only the slightest adjustment to his own hat, Shunsui swept easily over toward the Squishy Machine to gently close the back panel and shift it back into place, before sliding back behind the counter, where he found his jug of sake. Poured some into one of his cups, but not for himself, clearly. He set it on the counter and slid it forward dutifully for the squirrels, for a little...extra insurance...then poured his own, which he lifted in their general direction with a wink.

"Rountine maintenence," he reminded them, "neh, fellows ♥?" and drank.

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