Eerie, Indiana fanfiction: Consequences
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eerieindianaIt's two o'clock in the morning when they finally made it back. A leprechaun uprising in the rundown manufacturing district of Old Eerie had taken most of the night and an entire milk-truck's worth of stolen dairy products to bring to a peaceful conclusion. Now, bone-tired and splattered in glittery green-gold leprechaun blood, Simon and Mars shuffled over to the sagging, second-hand sofa, and collapsed.
Mars laid his head on the arm of the settee and closed his eyes. He stank of Jamesons and stew, and he knew from experience that if he didn't want to spend the next three weeks with a greenish cast to his hair and skin, he needed to shower and change of clothes as quickly as possible. But the bathroom was a thousand miles off, down a corridor that stretched away into eternity, and right then it just didn't seem possible. Next to him, Simon had kicked off his shoes and was rubbing at his eyes in a futile attempt to keep himself awake.
"I haven't felt this bad since we tried to outlast The Donald's weird advertising campaign," Mars muttered into the upholstery, exhaustion slurring his words. Simon made a noise half-way between an acknowledgement and a whimper.
With a heroic effort, Mars pulled himself to his feet, putting one hand on the wall to help keep himself upright.
"I'm going to make something to eat," he said. "I'm pretty sure there's still pizza."
Simon slumped over on his side and mumbled something. It sounded like "we have a policy about leftovers".
"Pizza isn't leftovers," said Mars. "If you don't eat it the night you order it, then it just becomes breakfast."
Simon pulled his legs up onto the sofa, curled into a fetal position, and began to snore.
Later, Marshall had a hard time deciding what the worst part of the whole adventure was. The smell of stew left too long on the stove lingered for weeks. The sofa cushions acquired a green-gold outline of a huddled body that looked disturbingly like the chalked silhouettes of bodies at crime scenes and made it impossible to relax on their rare evenings off the job. As predicted, the leprechaun blood was allowed to sit too long on their skin and hair and his parents began making panicked noises about jaundice. Dash, of course, was completely unbearable and decided he couldn't eat anything but Lucky Charms at breakfast, long after the other side-effects had passed.
This last one was so annoying, it almost eclipsed the fact that he tried to microwave the previous night's pizza while it was still wrapped in tinfoil. The microwave, which his father had given him when the Things Incorporated test kitchen upgraded and the old appliances were thrown out, exploded, and ripped a hole in reality.
But that was a story for another time.
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Date: 2015-11-22 11:58 pm (UTC)love this.
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Date: 2015-11-23 07:58 am (UTC)but maybe not. lets see how I monday first.
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Date: 2015-11-23 07:22 am (UTC)Also I need a green glittery Marshall XD
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Date: 2015-11-23 08:00 am (UTC)I need a green glittery Marshall
we all do, qnd those of us who say we dont, just dont know that we do yet!
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Date: 2015-11-23 03:03 pm (UTC)And of course, Dash would be Dash.
I also want to hear more about the microwave.
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Date: 2015-11-23 07:42 pm (UTC)expecting him not to take advantage of marshalls unexpected verdigris wouod just be cruel
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