Eerie, Indiana fanfiction: Party Fowl, part 1

[froodle]

So this is all eviinsanemonkey's fault.

"I'm not comfortable with this," said Edgar. Marilyn looked up from where she was laying out an altar set with chicken feet, cheese dip, salsa, nachos, a Hawaiian shirt, and a paper party hat. She gave her husband a rueful smile as she arranged five noise-makers in a pentacle.

"I know, honey," she said. "And you know that I respect your need for everything to have a scientific explanation. But right now our teenage daughter is at an unchaperoned party with boys, and loud music, and most likely alcohol, and I need you to respect my need to take precautions to keep her safe."

"She has a phone card, and money for a taxi, and a Taser," said Edgar.

"I promise," said Marilyn. "This will only come into play in a worse-case scenario. Or after one in the morning."

"Her curfew is midnight," said Edgar.

"Syndi's a smart, responsible girl," said his wife. "I don't want to stifle her unnecessarily."

"This is definitely unnecessary," said Edgar.

"Well, you're entitled to your opinion," said Marilyn, kissed him on the cheek, and dropped a lit match into a bowl filled with flavoured condoms.

They burned with an unnatural greenish flame. The fire spread quickly to the other offerings laid out on the altar made from an empty keg, and the whole display went up in an explosion of acrid smoke and a ghostly "Bucaw!"

For more Party Fowl, check out eviinsanemonkey's Five Times fic.

Comments

[eviinsanemonkey.livejournal.com]

you just want to hear me say bucaw again...

also yes. yes omg yes.

LAUGHING SO HARD RN

[froodle]

yes, yes I do.I may have been laughing quietly to myself when I wrote that bit