Feedback Friday!

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It's Friday, Eerie fans, and it's a great time to look back on all the sweet fanworks you've created over the years. Why not revisit some sweet artwork, admire someone's crafting efforts or leave an appreciative comment on an uploaded video?

Wait, Commander Cody is a real thing?

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From Wikipedia:

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I legit thought this was a show invented for Eerie, Indiana.

First Episodes on the Eerie, Indiana pilot

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September 1991: Eerie, Indiana debuts. Only 19 episodes were made and the show didn't go on longer than its first season. But this offbeat, wonderfully odd show survived its early cancellation through reruns and word of mouth and is still fondly remembered today. pic.twitter.com/ElX2fO5fHk

— First Episodes (@first_episodes) December 7, 2017

Eerie, Indiana fanfiction: Bright Lights

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Eerie, Indiana fanfiction: Induction

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Eerie, Indiana fanfiction: Shared Facilities

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Eerie, Indiana fanfiction: Cleanup

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Eerie, Indiana fanfiction: Winter Chill

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Eerie, Indiana fanfiction: Moon Rabbit

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Written for the supermoon challenge.

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Eerie, Indiana drabble: Dressed for the Occasion

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Syndi held out both hands, palm-up. In each sat a mid-sized fascinator, glorious in seasonally-appropriate shades of orange, red and gold.

Marshall made a face.

"Un-aerodynamically fat robin or small pumpkin with mange," he said. "Neither of them is really a great look."

Syndi sighed in agreement.

"What else have you got?" asked Simon, pulling the large plastic tub across the kitchen table towards him.

"I dunno," said Syndi. "Some plastic acorns with most of the gold paint rubbed off them. A full set of felt mushrooms, for some reason. Stuff like that."

"Have you got any glue?" asked Simon.

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Eerie Indiana Fanfiction: One Tenth of a Centry

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One Tenth of a Century (1552 words) by miss_nettles_wife
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Eerie Indiana
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Marshall Teller/Janet Donner, Marylin Teller/Edgar Teller, Dash X/Syndi Teller
Characters: Marshall Teller, Dash X (Eerie Indiana), Simon Holmes, Syndi Teller, Marylin Teller, Edgar Teller, OFC, Janet Donner
Additional Tags: Corruption, Supernatural Elements, Celebrations, Future Fic, dark!AU
Summary:

Dash Teller and his wife attend Mayor Teller's tenth consecutive year as the leader of their little town. Things do not go as planned.

/I wrote this for the prompt decade and i figured i should probably get it up before the next prompt came out, lol./

Eerie, Indiana Rewatch 2017: Broken Record

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Paint your hair and room black and red and stick Pitbull Surfers patches on everything you own, because we're about to rewatch the Broken Record.

Variety of horned bunnies by HelabellA

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Unibunny, winged bunny, merbunny...

Eerie, Indiana fanfiction: Divergent

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A/N: So, this takes place in the Microwave/Holmes Brothers verse, but it references the events of Pay Attention.

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Eerie, Indiana triple drabble: Krampusnacht

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Simon awoke to the sound of bells tinkling in the room beneath his. He slipped out of bed, feeling in the darkness for two pairs of battered plimsolls. They were old shoes, little more than scraps of canvas held together by duct tape. Tonight, they brimmed over with snack-sized candy bars, half-crushed cookies inside crinkly cellophane wrappers, and a half-dozen candy canes pilfered from a careless shopping mall Santa.

He inched the bedroom door open, slipping out onto the darkened landing and making his careful way down the uncarpeted staircase. The sweet-stuffed shoes were not heavy, but they were awkward, and he pressed them close to his chest for fear that he might drop them and spill their precious cargo. He could feel the heat of his body start to melt the chocolate bars, could feel them give and squish under the tight pressure of his fingers, and he prayed it wouldn't matter to the thing that lurked downstairs.

There was no Christmas tree in the Holmes' living room. The fireplace was long since boarded up, the chimney filled in, and even if they'd had one there were no stockings to hang by it with care. A paper plate with a crayon drawing of a star sat in the window, the moonlight glinting off uneven lumps of cheap glue and cheaper glitter. Simon moved to the cracked mantel that sat above the dead hearth, setting the shoes neatly beside the fire guard that had rusted in place years before.

The bells sounded again.

"Krampus?" he whispered, his voice the barest suggestion of a noise.

Nothing answered, but in the moonlight, something moved. Something small, and sleek, and night-fog grey.

"Oh," exclaimed Simon in quiet delight. "Where did you guys come from?"

The ghost cats swarmed about him, filling his ears with their spectral purrs.

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