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"I've got some bad news," said Dash, closing the kitchen door behind him and kicking off his heavy work boots on his way to the sofa.

Marshall scowled.

"Chisel's last cheque bounced? I told you to make sure they weren't drawn on the Bank of Faerie, they never last past the first night deposit-"

"Nope," Dash interrupted, throwing himself down on the threadbare cushions and making the worm-eaten wooden frame squeak in protest. "Try again. Less terrible, more annoying."

Simon gazed thoughtfully up at the ceiling, then groaned as a thought occurred to him.

"It's flu season," he said. "The colony of disgusting blobs of ectoplasm who live in the sewers have caught a cold and now all of Eerie risks suffocation beneath the rising tide of mucus."

Dash made a face.

"No!" he said. "And gross. Is that something that's happened before?"

"Twice," said Simon and Marshall in unison.

"Why do you think the Unkind Ones knit all those tiny scarves and mittens every single winter?" asked Simon.

Dash shrugged.

"Babies?" he hazarded. "Gnomes? I don't know- wait, how does a disgusting blob of ectoplasm even wear mittens?"

"Not well," said Marshall with a remembered shiver of revulsion. "It looks sort of like somebody filled a mitten with half-set Jello and then left it outside on the hottest day of summer, for years."

"There's a certain amount of leakage," Simon agreed. "And they don't really have necks or any sort of musculature, so if you wind the scarves too tight their heads can pop off and form new, equally flu-y ectoplasm blobs. It's kind of a fraught few days."

"Yeah," said Dash. "I can imagine. But anyway, no, no ambulatory slime moulds with the flu. Not as gross, but with a greater potential for destroying the world."

Simon and Marshall sat in silence for a few moments, each mentally running through his own personal list of Eerie's various threats, oddities, and annoyances.

"I give up," said Simon eventually. Marshall nodded.

Dash laced his hands behind his head and leaned back against the tattered upholstery, half-closing his eyes.

"Well, either the great old one Cthulhu has possessed our dog, or somebody left a plate of spaghetti and meatballs where Sparky could reach it and he's eating your dinner."

Marshall made a strangled, incoherent sound of rage as he leapt to his feet, narrowly avoided tripping over Dash's discarded boots, and slammed through the kitchen door. A moment later the sound of scolding drifted through the small apartment.

"Funny," said Simon. "I could have sworn that plate was in the refrigerator, along with a post-it note saying not to touch it."

Dash shrugged.

"It's not like Sparky can read," he said.



Microwave-verse

Bonfire by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which Pinocchio is ruined forever

Gingerbread by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which there is a witch in the Eerie Woods

Leaves by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which plantlife finds Marshall entirely too enticing

Offspring by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which there are dragons

Based on Your Previous Purchases by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which Mars should really pay attention to Amazon's reccomendations

Housework by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which a rota cannot be agreed upon

Breakfast by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which Dash's attempts at cookery do not go well

Ghost in the Machine by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which a new laptop opens an old wound

Consequences by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which an encounter with leprechauns leaves the boys very tired indeed

The Microwave by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which Andrea Fantucci returns to Eerie after a considerable absense

The Eldritch Abomination in the Room by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which the microwave is most definitely not discussed

Basic Household Maintenance by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which manticores are inconsiderate houseguests

Torrential by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which there is a storm, and the boys eat ice-cream

Linens by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which Dash X makes a bed

Night Music by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which Simon is woken by a nocturnal visitor

In For The Night by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which Dash refuses to leave the house

Hound by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which Simon makes a friend

Errands by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which Simon has a to-do list

Waterlogged by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which Eerie experiences heavy rainfall

Wildlife by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which Simon and Marshall go to the beach

Rainbow by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which Dash fails to properly appreciate Michael Flatley

Jackolantern by [livejournal.com profile] froodle, in which the local pumpkin patch has a problem

Date: 2018-03-18 02:58 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] evilinsanemonkey
DASH you ass

I love tihs

Date: 2018-03-18 04:59 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] deifire
Ah, Dash! Never, ever change! <3

Date: 2018-03-19 12:56 am (UTC)
friendof_dorothy: Mitchell Taylor from Eerie Indiana: TOD lying on his back with his hands behind his head. (mitch)
From: [personal profile] friendof_dorothy
sparky is a good boy and I will not hear of anything else.

Date: 2018-03-18 12:36 pm (UTC)
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