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You'd think Buck and Eddie would learn they had bad luck at the beach. Or good luck depending on how you viewed emergencies. Either way, if they were at the beach it was best to steer clear or have your phone out because something cool was going to happen.

"It's so freaking hot, dude."

[For a couple and all the SP]

justalittlerepressed

The firehouse was all ready for guests, cleaned as much as humanly possible and organized within an inch of its life. Which meant it was time for people to come in and mess all that up.

But, you know. Lovingly.

And just across the way at Selkie Lake, the food and the general mingling place was all set up for people. Because it was time for the First Responder's Memorial Day Barbecue!

justalittlerepressed

Well, the hat order arrived for the picnic and, well, Eddie was having to get creative with where he was storing them all. Because the storage closet was now completely full, but there was still more to put away.

He didn't not make a little arch of the boxes into the fire engine area to try hiding them in plain sight. But there was definitely an arch of cardboard boxes there that he would not be explaining if asked about it.

Man, it was times like this where clipboard Buck was necessary to organize it all for the station.

justalittlerepressed

Well, planning an open house was turning out to be a real headache when it came to ordering stuff to give out. There were grants and stuff for the smoke/CO2 alarms, but the rest? Pain in the ass.

But all of that was serving as a good distraction from answering the email from this Frank guy about a teleconference session like Bobby had suggested for him. Even though he was fine and didn't need therapy.

So, ordering plastic firefighter hats it was.

justalittlerepressed

Well, the ice cream place saw an influx of people yesterday and apparently had wanted to capture that zeitgeist, but was going about it with some, well, shall we say interesting new flavors.

Why was the fire department there? Well, someone decided to take that new flavor as a challenge. And now here they were. It was an actual call, though! Ignore how excited Eddie was to have to deal with this.

[open, of course!]

justalittlerepressed

Well, that had been... a week there. But things seemed back to normal. And Eddie was great at just glossing over the weird stuff here.

Which meant he was working on the vague idea Buck and him had come up with for a little open house here.

Somewhere in the station, that damn singing fish chimed in "There is no persuasiveness more effectual than the transparency of a single heart, of a sincere life." And then immediateot sang, "Yeah, heel toe docie doe come on baby let's go boot scootin'."

This was all normal and fine.

justalittlerepressed

The floor was still weirdly clean and it was starting to bug Eddie. Because the only explanation was Buck messing with him or... weird cleaning fairies.

He kind of hopped for the former, but the latter might at the very least provide something for him to do that wasn't staring at his phone screen at the number of a therapist Bobby had given him after that whole telling the truth debacle.

Maybe he didn't need it anymore! You know, he was doing fine this week. Just working on the cleaning fairies thing and all.

[open!]

firehousehimbo

Since it was finally feeling like spring, Buck took it upon himself to do some spring cleaning in the station. The place was already remarkably clean (they didn't have much to do here), but he could check the supplies and junk anything that was expired.

They would totally pass an OSHA check if one came.

[open]

justalittlerepressed

Well, the weather had finally turned and actually felt like spring. And maybe that was all Eddie needed to stop being a freaking hermit.

Maybe.

Either way, he was at the station and ready for whatever weird shit was happening next. (He was not ready.)

firehousehimbo

Buck was disappointed in the lack of snow over the weekend, and it seemed like the rain now was mocking him. He was even looking out the window of the station with a frown on his face. He wanted the island to know he was disappointed in it.

[Open]

justalittlerepressed

Eddie received a little notification, letting him know about the class he was registered to take this semester. A class he very much did not sign up for.

On cooking.

So someone must signed him up. Which was rude.

"My cooking isn't that bad," he muttered to himself oh so incorrectly.

justalittlerepressed

The station now had a singing fish on the wall that occasionally quoted Lenin at them. Which seemed about right for this place.

But Eddie was basking in the glow of being able to finish his Christmas shopping in October. Just don't ask about the legality of it too much. It was about on par with the whole underground fighting ring for money thing.

justalittlerepressed

The streets were for sure different in a way that was almost comfortingly like back in California. But the thing that was really important was the fact that Eddie had passed by a Waffle House on his way here.

So now he was texting Buck to excitedly share the news of quality breakfast food. Or maybe just nostalgia. One of those two.

But the station was a buzz with the excitement of one!

firehousehimbo

Just because Christopher was too cool to do a group costume this year that didn't mean Buck and Eddie couldn't do a theme. So he would be spending his shift looking up couples costumes.

He didn't mean to look up couples costumes but that's how every website worded it!

[open]

justalittlerepressed

Well, it was October and the weather was better than it'd been before. But that meant that Eddie was fielding texts about potential Halloween costumes from Chris while at work today.

And apparently a themed costume wasn't going to fly. Which was just sad.

But the firefighter was in and ready for any emergencies. Even if he was looking a little glum about it.

justalittlerepressed

After a pretty confusing conversation yesterday, Eddie was more than glad to get into work today.

That was until he found a very large delivery of kid sized plastic firefighter hats. Finding a place to store them all was going to be an all day event.

deathsmajesty

Oddly enough, almost as soon as Josu's food was handled, Liliana once again realized that she had an errand that required her to return to town almost immediately. She was in desperate need of ~~tea~~ coffee, and since she didn't keep much in the house, nothing would do but to turn around and head to The Perk for a cup! And, fortunately, the rickshaw driver she'd commandeered hadn't gotten far so she could get another ride, since she didn't think her feet would survive all those stairs.

Blast the Raven Man to any of the nine hells. That had been her favorite teacup! And these were her favorite feet!

...This never would have happened before the Mending.

But now she was at the coffee shop, trying to explain that, no, she didn't want her coffee in a pumpkin, which was apparently something they were pushing today. "I do not wish my coffee to be served in any type of gourd," she informed the server. "A cup is fine. I don't care that it's like 'a bread bowl, but for coffee'. I don't want bread, either. I just want a cup." Beat. "...I have even less idea what a cup made of noodles is. I just want a cup made of cup."

And then one of the baristas muttered something about, "Two cups one girl," that made all of them break into snickers and Liliana was just going to flounce to her table and wait for her ridiculously decadent coffee, which had better not be served in any other kind of foodstuff.

[Open!]

firehousehimbo

There had been a delivery of a bunch of road salt to the station today. Which seemed kind of cruel to do, considering how hot it was. But, lifting the bags and putting them in storage until winter seemed like a good work out so Buck couldn't really complain.

[Open]

justalittlerepressed

Well, the summer was still going strong, but Eddie was going to make it through the God awful humidity by planning for the fall.

Which mostly amounted to checking on the station's supplies for Fire Prevention Month in October. And putting in a memo about ordering more smoke detectors to hand out.

Look, it was better than melting outside right now.

justalittlerepressed

There was a goose nesting just outside the station. This might explain why Eddie was actually behind the desk and not doing something in the bay.

Geese were scary, okay?

But hey, he could... catch up on a sudoku puzzle today. Or whatever people at desk jobs did. It wasn't boring at all. Really!

The station was open. Just, you know, mind the goose.

heroic_jawline

Steve had let Tony do the decorating for the party tonight, so there was no chance at all that anyone walking through town wouldn't see that there was a party at the renovated Stark…Mini Tower? Tallish Building?

There was a red carpet (because that's what all of the galas Tony and Steve were invited to had) on the sidewalk outside that led to the open glass doors, through the renovated shop area (with a sign pointing out that the new second floor maker space would be available to anyone in the mood to invent whose name wasn't Beaker), and to the elevator that would take them to the third floor ballroom.

Because, much to Steve's chagrin, they had a ballroom that took up almost an entire floor. Enormous windows filled the room with light from outside and offered a pretty view of the castle. The walls were decorated with enlarged, professionally matted and framed drawings of the Avengers that kids had sent to them over the years (and a Jackson Pollock Tony was trying to pass off as a picture of Wanda and Scott made by a small child. Steve was letting him get away with it).

There was a stage across from the windows with space for Steph's DJ equipment (and also room for the small-ish non-zombie orchestra for when Steph took breaks. The stage had looked much smaller on the blueprints when Steve had approved them.) and the dance floor was spread out before it. A Chihuly glass sculpture hung over it in Iron Man colors of gold and red. (Tony was Tony.)

Silent waitstaff were passing ~~moddable~~ high-end appetizers, but because Steve could spend his entire night eating passed appetizers and still be hungry, there was more substantial food just off to the side of the dance floor.

The room--and the couple welcoming you--was a mixture of the practical, the beautiful, and the casual misunderstanding of just what things cost. Welcome to the new Stark…Towerlet? Was that a thing? Steve and Tony were so glad you came.

firehousehimbo

Buck was absolutely nailing (or not nailing, depending on how you looked at it) going to LA when shit went down here. It was probably for the best. Buck wasn't sure if he'd be any good at fighting animals. He was too soft-hearted and would probably try to befriend them.

He was still trying to befriend them in case there were any stragglers, leaving some cat food outside the station.

This was how you got racoons in the rafters, Buck.

[Open]

justalittlerepressed

The downside of wanting something to do (that hopefully didn't involve bleeding teens, falling from portals in the sky) was that, when it happened, it was never quite what you expected it to be.

Case in point: a lot of calls about animal attacks and no one on scene by the time he got there.

"This is officially weird, right?"

Because it felt weird after the fourth time it happened.

[open!]

justalittlerepressed

Well, there were way more kids running around and that meant a good number of calls for the usual number of childhood injuries.

And also a small contingent of baby raccoons staring into the bay in a way that wasn't making Eddie nervous at all.

Except maybe a little.

"Don't you have parents to go see or something?"

The answer appeared to be no.

designateddadfriend

The flea market had been wrapped up, and as twilight fell over Fandom and most folks made their way down the streets to whatever they were up to for the rest of their weekends, peace seemed to descend over the abandoned warehouse district once more. The balloons were floating at half mast or lower now, and most of the fliers had been taken down or pulled down. The abandoned warehouse was returning to its natural, fallow state.

But it is the way of the universe to tend towards chaos and decay. And buildings left fallow were no exception to the rule.

An old wire sparked. The spark caught. A fire started. It spread.

Good thing most people had already left.

[posted early for timezones! OCD is minor and also ready to go. Ping at will!]

justalittlerepressed

The station was quiet today. Almost eerily quiet, honestly.

But, after a giant snake and yet another kid falling from the sky in recent memory, Eddie wasn't going to be trusting it.

Which was why he was ready to call in backup should anything happen. Even if it was another squirrel in need of having their stomach pumped after the weekend.

firehousehimbo

So after the Snake Incident, both Buck and Eddie were not exactly chomping at the bit to hang out back at the station. So a walk around the island it was, looking for sus things. The last time it happened they ran into a half-dead teenager, which had been an interesting change of pace.

What were the odds of that happening twice?

[Post is open, though there's a specific thread that's last. Like porn you'll know it when you see it]

firehousehimbo

So Buck knew there was a snake in here somewhere. Or snakes, which was an even scarier prospect. So he was going around opening all the cabinets and drawers in the joint with a net in his hand like he was actually going to capture this thing alive.

Was him yelling "AH HA!" every time he opened a cabinet necessary? No. But it was fun.

[Open]

justalittlerepressed

The fake snake was back in Eddie's locker this week, which caused him to jump just a little when he opened it.

"Oh, ha ha," he said ou loud in case whichever prankster did this was still in the building.

Then a very real, very large snake slithered its head out of his locker, causing Eddie to scream very much like a small, frightened child as he jerked away to hide behind the truck.

Doing great at the fire station this week, folks.

justalittlerepressed

People were apparently back from the vacation that had left the island practically a ghost town.

On the plus side, Eddie hadn't needed to do too much after waking up as a woman just before that and had gotten a whole week to recover. Other than dealing with the teasing from Buck.

Nice, normal week. Just up his alley.

justalittlerepressed

Well, today had Eddie full of some kind of energy. Which turned into using his shift at the station to get a workout in.

That was until he had to go handle a call about someone 'tripping' onto something and needing a medical professional to help with the dislodging.

Which was distressingly normal for an EMT to see.

justalittlerepressed

Continuing the trend of animal based emergencies, Eddie got a call early into his shift about a snake on a roof.

Because that made sense for Maryland in the winter, sure.

Fortunately for him, it was a plastic snake and said plastic snake was now safely tucked away in Buck's locker where it was ready to leap out at him the moment it was opened.

He made his own fun these days.

[open!]

justalittlerepressed

The weird animal calls continued on after last week into this. While Eddie didn't have to deal with anyone who believed that had wildlife in places wildlife should not be, he did have a raccoon dramatically throw itself in front of an immobile fire engine and pretend it was a hit and run.

"I really don't think this is going to work the way you want it to," Eddie told the raccoon.

[open![]

justalittlerepressed

Apparently there had been a sort of cheese based disaster last week and now Eddie was dealing with the aftermath of it.

By having to rescue a squirrel from underneath a wheel of cheese.

Yes, this is what his life had become. But he was going to commit to a rescue, no matter how ridiculous it might seem, okay? That was why he now had a squirrel resting comfortably on his desk while he monitored it's vitals.

[open!]

justalittlerepressed

There was no confetti for Eddie to sweep up today! Which was almost novel except for how it ended up giving him nothing to do beyond checking every drawer and closet to see if maybe he just hadn't found it it.

No dice.

Well, it was turning out to be a very slow day all around.

[open!]

throughaphase

The year was over! Almost!

Caritas was all set up. There were lights all around and the Christmas tree was still up, sprigs of non-yelly mistletoe hung from a couple spots in the bar, and there was great music for people to enjoy. All anyone had to do was show up and count down to 2023 with other people!

And maybe prepare for confetti at midnight. Sorry not sorry.

SPECIALS
Confetti Champage (Available in non-alcoholic)
Tom and Jerry Punch
Kir Royale
North Pole-adas
Dirty Snowman

justalittlerepressed

Well, after a week of some weirdness, Eddie had actually managed a very good night's sleep. Possibly because of the ramdom, new blanket that he woke up with. But that wasn't important.

He was well rested and had a hot cocoa and was standing just inside the truck bay tolook out at all the lights that were on the buildings around them. Seemed pretty nice!

justalittlerepressed

Well, all the walls were made out of gingerbread. Which was fine. It was fineI.

That even included the station.

"I really don't want to figure out the structural integrity of these," he muttered, giving a wall a tentative poke.

This was one day where Eddie wasn't hoping for an emergency.

justalittlerepressed

A trip back to California for the holiday had been pretty great. Nice to see people again, nice to hear how they'd been doing.

Not at all making Eddie wish he was back there, on the job. With stuff to actually do.

He was doing just fine here where Chris was happy and he could keep an eye on Buck. Just. Fine.

Or he would be once he swept up another random spurt of confetti.

throughaphase

Lexi had insisted on her costume, but she'd really wanted it, and so Kitty let her, and she matched for trick or treating. They were walking around town and seeing who was giving out candy, with Lexi carrying an Amazon box in lieu of a pumpkin or bag.

Kitty was kind of hoping that the rain of candy and carrying a box that would get progressively heavier woukd mean they could call it an early night, but that kid was determined.

[Open if you want to trick or treat with them, or if you want to have your apartment/business door knocked on! Some SP as work is insane with costumes today.]

justalittlerepressed

It was Halloween and Chris was still willing to go trick or treating with his dad, so that was a real win there. But, of course Eddie had to work at the station for now.

But on the plus side, he could hand out candy here. And smoke alarms. Don't forget about the alarms, folks. It was, after all, fire safety month!

Had he not noticed the candy rain? Didn't seem so.

[open!]

firehousehimbo

Buck had spent a good week in LA with Eddie and Chris. Unfortunately, nothing had gone too nuts at the 118 that he could jump in on, but it had been nice to see Bobby, Hen and Chim.

Now he was back at the station, preparing for a boring day when all of a sudden a friend jumped up on the reception desk.

"A kitty!" he exclaimed. Then another one popped up. "What--two kitties!"

It was gonna be a good day.

[I live. Open!]

justalittlerepressed

Last week had been spent back in LA with Chris and Buck, so Eddie was perhaps a little too relaxed when he returned to his shift today.

Which was why he was immediately hit with confetti from the top of the fire engine.

How did it get up there? Who was doing this?

All questions to ponder while he swept up.

justalittlerepressed

Well, Saturday had mostly gone off without a hitch. (Mostly meaning without a ridiculous and totally aberrant panic attack.) So, right now, Eddie was feeling pretty good about himself.

Even with the confetti was in his boots this time around.

[open!]

throughaphase

It was that time of year again! New people were here! New people to date, get to know, or perhaps make a mortal enemy of!

You never know.

Signs were hung up in front of the bar, both obviously, and easy to miss for anyone who might wander in and get signed up without their knowledge. Above the bar was a banner (in glitter):

TONIGHT!
THREE MINUTE DATES!
GOOD LUCK WBRURBODY

Your hostess wasn't gonna question it. And a few minutes before 8:00, she took the stage.

"Hello, everyone! And welcome to Three Minute Dates!" Kitty greeted them. "If you're new to this, the rules are simple. We call your name along with one other person. You talk to this person, get to know their likes, their loves, their dreams. After three minutes, a buzzer will sound-" Pause for the sound. "-and you'll hear your name paired with a different person. Et cetera. If there is anyone you'd like to talk to more, the bar will be open afterwards for drinks and conversation. Remember that any violence will get you transported into the pond, but also please don't attempt violence in order to flee, that is rude to the rest of your dates. Now I'm going to get off the stage. Have fun, and good luck..."

She trailed off, not going to attempt to pronounce the word on that sign.

[~~Hold for so much OCD~~ OCD up! Date away!
The bar | Round One | Round Two | Round Three | Round Four | Round Five | OOC]

grenadesandohana

After classes were over (or roughly, it wasn't like he kept track like some kind of creeper), he put on his favorite Hawaiian shirt from the Shenanigans--the Hot Dog Bigfoots--and headed down to the beach.

In a little while, there were four fires roaring merrily: three on different grills with a variety of meats, one sequestered just for pork products, and one for vegetarian options. Steve'd even sourced some fresh ahi again and was feeling particularly pleased with himself about that.

The fourth fire was a cute little bonfire with neatly stacked rejected Shenanigan shirts placed a safe distance from it, along with buckets of water and sand for fire safety (and because McGarrett had 100 percent been a Boy Scout).

There were coolers of drinks including one of beer with a sign--"If you are from the HS and take a beer at a cop party, you're dumber than we thought and are v sad for you"--as the only disincentive.

Come on down, Fandom! Say goodbye to the summer. Eat food, drink beer, get rid of polyblend if that's your thing...

[OOC: Open to everyone!]

justalittlerepressed

Eddie had hurried on out of the house once Christopher had gone off to school. But not because he was raring to get to work, but because there were some weird boxes just lingering around that he certainly hadn't put there.

But the joke was on him because they were at the station too.

Hence him ignoring the confetti to attempt to put them away in the supply closet. Out of sight, out of mind!

[open!]

justalittlerepressed

There was confetti where the fire hoses were supposed to be stored. Want to know how Eddie knew this? It was because he was now covered in confetti.

Well. At least it gave him something to do here, even if it was just sweeping up a mess.

[open, of course]

firehousehimbo

It was a weekend for bowling it seems. There wasn't much to do around the house, and the chances of their services being needed in an emergency was super low. So why not spend an afternoon with a couple rounds of totally friendly and non-competitive bowling? Nobody's feelings would get hurt at all, really.

"Get ready to get your ass kicked." Oh, Evan.

[Buck is here for Eddie obvs but open post is open]

justalittlerepressed

Since there was very little going on at the station once everything had been restocked (nothing was missing) and reorganized (nothing was out of place), Eddie was shamelessly on his phone, texting Christopher about going bowling sometime soon.

Which got him a a 'shouldn't you be working, dad?' text along with some of those crying, laughing emojis.

"I am working," Eddie muttered to himself, putting the phone down to go make sure the fire ax was sharpened enough. It was. But hey, it could always be better, right?

[open!]

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