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not_every_mage) wrote2017-10-31 03:47 pm
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33 Apocalypse Ave, Tuesday Afternoon
For Anders the little demon, Halloween was a day full of his usual mischief. Sprinkling a little itching powder in some underwear drawers, sneaking into a few houses to turn the thermostat three degrees too hot, and -- just to cap off the day -- blowing on some mainland traffic lights to turn them red at inconvenient times.
He was still chuckling over the last one as he let himself into the house and sat down on the couch, tail extended along the cushions. He needed to take a TV break before it was time for trick-or-treating and some real fun.
[OOC: Open post.]
He was still chuckling over the last one as he let himself into the house and sat down on the couch, tail extended along the cushions. He needed to take a TV break before it was time for trick-or-treating and some real fun.
[OOC: Open post.]
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These were quality rabbit brains, Anders, and she only offered to share because she loved you.
Stiffly moving over to the couch, she took a seat next to him and nodded towards the TV. Several moments of intense concentration passed before she opened her mouth to ask, "Shooooow?"
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"Zooooooombiiiiiie shoooooow," Kathy said slowly, giving him a smile of blackened teeth. She liked the show about the zombie ME who pretended to be psychic to solve crimes. Too few shows put the zombies in the protagonist seat.
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He turned on Netflix and flixcked through episodes of Shambling Corpses, wondering which one would have the most dead zombies in it. He was a demon; even if he loved Kathy, he was still going to have a little fun at her expense.
He paused on one school and mused, "I think that's the one where they run through the Shamblers with a lawn mower."
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She moaned again, covering her eyes with her hands (and peeking through her fingers), as one of the humans found a steamroller and sent it straight towards a group of zombie children.
"Meeeeeeeeeeeeean."
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The steamroller was covered in blood and guts as it crashed into a tree and exploded, fireball frying another dozen zombies. Anders laughed and raised his arms triumphantly. "Kaboom!"
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That was fine, she was making a grab for the controller anyway. And, considering her general speed, Anders would have to move...like at all...to keep it away from her.
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And demonstrably crazy Fandom magic-proof.
It had been a weird day.
"You're still... that." Beat. "Cool."
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Dante was... way too busy trying to figure out how he was going to deal with Kathy whenever she snapped out of that.
And then he noticed what she was holding.
"... The hell?"
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"Braaaaaains," Kathy informed him happily, digging out what could have passed as a normal quesadilla if there hadn't been a bright pink chunk of tissue sticking out of one side.
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"Nooooooooo," Kathy intoned slowly, the words taking their toll in concentration. She was also pouting. "Roooooodent."
The squirrels she'd managed to pounce on on her way to Eliot's and the rabbit brains he'd so kindly left her from his hunt that morning.
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"Ew," Dante commented. "So maybe we don't let you leave the house again. Shit can't be healthy."
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"Braaaaaaaaains," she pointed out. What was she supposed to do for dinner, then? Especially since some people got weirded out when she stored them in the fridge. EVEN IN TUPPERWARE.
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He meant both the finger and the general weirdness.
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No. Bad!
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It was a dilemma!
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