fandomtownies | Pixie Dust; Sunday [12/08].

There were absolutely days when Boc was quite certain he would have been better off never emerging from underneath the counter at the shop, and it didn't take him long after daring to venture out from under it for him to wonder if this was one of those days. In his experience, hearing music from some unknown source (even if, in this case, it was pretty clear that it was coming from birds and not from chanting winged dames, and he'd learned that things were rarely as dangerous here as they were back in the Lands Between, but, quite frankly, he did not want to take his chances!

And so he would not be going to the bakery for his cinnamon roll today, alas. He would be staying safe and snug in the shop, and figuring out what to do with the return of all those ugly, terrible sweaters that still remained in the shop that day, although at least the one that seemed insistent on being worn yesterday, with the dog on it had finally disappeared....especially off his own person!

Boc didn't even wear shirts! It felt particularly rude that one should insist upon being worn especially when it looked like that!

Pixie Dust is open!