Office hours, Wednesday
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vdistinctiveIt was a pretty average day of office hours for Eliot, throwing some darts and sorting through some paperwork while Val took a nap on the spare office chair. Until a scrabbling noise in the vents had both Val and Eliot sitting up at attention.
The grate over the vent slammed open and a gremlin in an extremely dusty backwards baseball cap came bursting out of it with a roar. It dodged past Val, ignoring her barking, made straight for Eliot, and managed to sink its teeth into his forearm before he could do more than shout at it. The gremlin then leaped atop Eliot's desk, its green scaly fists raised in a triumphant V, did a victory dance on top of it, and bolted for the vent on the far wall while Val gave chase, scattering papers and office supplies everywhere. The gremlin made it back into the safety of the ventilation shaft, its grembros cheering and slapping it congratulatorily on the back, and Val barked a final warning at it before turning concerned eyes back towards her person.
Eliot stared back at her, eyes equally wide, his hand clamped over his faintly bleeding forearm.
"Wow!" he said finally, and grinned. "That little guy sure was green, huh!"
Val cocked her head, confused, then gave a little puppy shrug and trotted over for some petting. Her person was in a good mood! Who was she to argue?
"How many paperclips do you suppose there are here?"Eliot Big Bird asked. "Let's fine out. 1 . . . 2 . . . 3. . . ."
[so today I get to spend my morning doing a rather specialized job I haven't even had to think about in a little less than a year. TIME FOR A GREMLIN BITE. Open!]
The grate over the vent slammed open and a gremlin in an extremely dusty backwards baseball cap came bursting out of it with a roar. It dodged past Val, ignoring her barking, made straight for Eliot, and managed to sink its teeth into his forearm before he could do more than shout at it. The gremlin then leaped atop Eliot's desk, its green scaly fists raised in a triumphant V, did a victory dance on top of it, and bolted for the vent on the far wall while Val gave chase, scattering papers and office supplies everywhere. The gremlin made it back into the safety of the ventilation shaft, its grembros cheering and slapping it congratulatorily on the back, and Val barked a final warning at it before turning concerned eyes back towards her person.
Eliot stared back at her, eyes equally wide, his hand clamped over his faintly bleeding forearm.
"Wow!" he said finally, and grinned. "That little guy sure was green, huh!"
Val cocked her head, confused, then gave a little puppy shrug and trotted over for some petting. Her person was in a good mood! Who was she to argue?
"How many paperclips do you suppose there are here?"
[so today I get to spend my morning doing a rather specialized job I haven't even had to think about in a little less than a year. TIME FOR A GREMLIN BITE. Open!]
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Date: 2015-07-02 12:39 am (UTC)"Whatcha up to?"
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Date: 2015-07-02 12:43 am (UTC)When you were a giant six year old canary, life tended to be pretty straightforward.
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Date: 2015-07-02 02:01 am (UTC)She returned through the window with a mug of water, and asked, "What do you need the birdseed for?"
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Date: 2015-07-02 02:07 am (UTC)rimshotHe turned around in a circle, doing far less knocking things over with his tail than usual. "So that was pretty funny how you came in through the window just now. That's not usually what windows are for back home. We usually use doors. Doors starts with a D! Do you know any other words that start with a D. . . ?"(no subject)
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Date: 2015-07-02 02:24 am (UTC)Hardison being a priest had felt kind of like a rejection; Eliot being a bird was just fun.
"Do you like bananas? I have some in my office."
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Date: 2015-07-02 02:25 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2015-07-02 02:28 am (UTC)She was as good as her word, and came back with a bunch of bananas. "You don't look yellow to me, Mr. Bird. I'm Parker. I'm a friend of Eliot's. This is his office."
Just in case you were wondering!
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Date: 2015-07-02 02:50 am (UTC)Wouldn't it be awesome if there was an antidote to this stuff? But since there wasn't, Parker planned on sticking around to make sure Eliot didn't get hurt while he thought he was Big Bird. Also she was kind of disappointed that this probably meant Sesame Street wasn't real.
(Here, anyway.)
"Do you need me to peel your banana? I live over the diner here in town. Luke's. Which is funny because no one named Luke is around here."
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Date: 2015-07-02 02:53 am (UTC)Like Mr. Hooper's store. Poor Mr. Hooper.
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Date: 2015-07-02 02:55 am (UTC)"Like Nate and Sophie. Only we can still call them. But Nate named our company, so we kept that name. Also the painting of Old Nate that Hardison did," Parker said chattily, peeling open the banana and handing it over before opening one for herself. "I hope Luke just went home or something. Whoever he was."
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Date: 2015-07-02 03:07 am (UTC)"Me too," Big Bird agreed, once his mouth wasn't full anymore (he had some manners, after all. "It sounds like you have lots of other friends around, though! That's good. Friends are the best."
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Date: 2015-07-02 03:10 am (UTC)Okay, she already kinda knew this, but she wanted to hear Eliot say it.
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Date: 2015-07-02 03:16 am (UTC)There really wasn't a lot to do in Eliot's office if Eliot wasn't there.
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