The Apartment Above Luke's, Saturday
Nov. 17th, 2018 03:08 pmAfter a big day outside - playgrounds! puppies! snow! - Katherine had come back to the place where she'd woken up and had promptly fallen asleep, all tuckered out by her adventures. Now she was awake again and hungry. The only cereal in the house was a sugar cereal, which she wasn't supposed to have and she wasn't allowed to use the stove without adult supervision.
But there didn't seem to be an adult in the whole house! Just her. That was funny. Who had a house with nobody in it?
She took a shower in the pretty bathroom and got dressed, figuring maybe she could find somewhere to eat. And another funny thing - she found a twenty dollar bill tucked away in the exact place she hid money back home: hidden in a pencil box in the top drawer of the desk. She painstakingly wrote out an IOU and put it there, and then sat down to plan her day.
First, breakfast. Then...puppies again, maybe?
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But there didn't seem to be an adult in the whole house! Just her. That was funny. Who had a house with nobody in it?
She took a shower in the pretty bathroom and got dressed, figuring maybe she could find somewhere to eat. And another funny thing - she found a twenty dollar bill tucked away in the exact place she hid money back home: hidden in a pencil box in the top drawer of the desk. She painstakingly wrote out an IOU and put it there, and then sat down to plan her day.
First, breakfast. Then...puppies again, maybe?
[Open! Dante's thread chronologically last]
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Date: 2018-11-26 12:46 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2018-11-26 12:53 am (UTC)"How about you do the taste testing and just tell me what I need to get?" Dante said, grinning. "I trust you."
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Date: 2018-11-26 12:56 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2018-11-26 01:57 am (UTC)...You know, Dante. Like a vegetable.
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Date: 2018-11-26 02:00 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2018-11-26 02:13 am (UTC)Okay, well, first the cherry garcia before it melted all over her. "This one is also good," she reported. "It had a little bit of cherry in it!"
She looked around. "Do you, umm, do you have a paper and a pencil?" she asked.
Look, you needed to write this stuff down. That's what made it science!
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Date: 2018-11-26 02:17 am (UTC)He threw Eric a desperate look while he dug into his pockets. "Uh, I have a pen in here?" he said, offering it to her.
"How about a napkin?" Eric suggested, plucking one out of the dispenser and holding it out.
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Date: 2018-11-26 02:24 am (UTC)"Thank you," she said gravely to the ice cream man, though she wasn't sure how useful one napkin was. There were lots of flavors to try out! But maybe she should only do a few anyway.
She pointed at a few more and studiously taste-tested each one. "That one is too busy," she said, pointing at the rocky road. "It doesn't know what to be. Fudge ripple and chocolate chip are both okay, but ripple is better."
Turned out she had a lot of opinions. Who knew?
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Date: 2018-11-26 02:27 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2018-11-26 02:35 am (UTC)She was actually a little full from all the samples the nice ice cream man was letting her have.
"I think the best combination would be..." She consulted her notes again. "The pistachio - " almost how it was pronounced, kiddo, good job " - and the strawberry, with the double fudge to finish up."
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Date: 2018-11-26 02:38 am (UTC)The guy laughed as he went to get two cones and started scooping.
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Date: 2018-11-26 02:48 am (UTC)He took the first cone from Eric and passed it to her.
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Date: 2018-11-26 02:59 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2018-11-26 03:04 am (UTC)"Fuck, it does," he marvelled. "I guess your research worked!"
He put a few bills down on the counter. A little extra for tipping. "Thanks, man."
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Date: 2018-11-26 03:33 am (UTC)Katherine reached for Mr. Babysitter's hand, adjusting her guitar strap a little to keep from getting ice cream on it. "What next?"
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Date: 2018-11-26 03:35 am (UTC)"Wanna go for a walk to the park?" he asked, turning around to head for the exit. "We can eat our ice cream and you can play."
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Date: 2018-11-26 04:20 am (UTC)He was making short work of his own ice cream. Look, he was a fast eater.
It was cold in Limbo City, but there wasn't a hint of snow yet. Temperatures would have to drop below freezing, first.
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Date: 2018-11-26 04:47 am (UTC)But someone else mentioned the snow in a post on the island so I rolled with it.Katherine was savoring hers with the relish of someone who didn't often get this kind of treat and wasn't sure when she would again. "So why do you like baby-sitting?" she asked as they strolled along.
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