Eliot Waugh (
existencemisspent) wrote in
fandomtownies2021-11-22 12:24 pm
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Magic Box, Monday
There were turkeys in the magic store.
"This feels . . . above my paygrade," Eliot decided. And other than enchanting the floor to magically vanish any droppings they might leave, did his absolute best to ignore the general cacophony.
You know, at least until they decided some of the spells and things looked tasty.
"I don't think you want to -- and now you have teeth. Oh fuck."
Anyone coming in would find Eliot standing on the checkout counter, trying to ward off toothy turkeys with a decorative cinnamon broom.
"And I thought Thanksgivings on the farm were terrible. . . ."
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"This feels . . . above my paygrade," Eliot decided. And other than enchanting the floor to magically vanish any droppings they might leave, did his absolute best to ignore the general cacophony.
You know, at least until they decided some of the spells and things looked tasty.
"I don't think you want to -- and now you have teeth. Oh fuck."
Anyone coming in would find Eliot standing on the checkout counter, trying to ward off toothy turkeys with a decorative cinnamon broom.
"And I thought Thanksgivings on the farm were terrible. . . ."
[IDEK. open!]
