Eerie, Indiana triple drabble: Concessions

[froodle]

Light flared behind the tall stained glass windows and for a moment the night outside was brilliant with refracted reds and blues and golds. Across the street, Marshall Teller stood on the white-washed boundary wall around a municipal flower bed and craned his neck trying to see inside.

“It could just be faulty fluorescents,” said Simon, who knew no amount of rock climbing would make him tall enough to peer in through an attic window. In reality, balancing tip-toe on a barrier encircling a mound of occultly-significant bedding plants wasn’t going to help Marshall much either, but Simon wasn’t about to waste his breath pointing that out. He spooned a mouthful of gritty, too-sweet vanilla ice-cream into his mouth using the little plastic spade that had come with the tub, and waited.

“Get real, Simon,” said Marshall, taking off his jacket and using it to boost himself an utterly pointless few millimetres. “It’s a tiny provincial theatre in the heart of downtown Eerie, and it’s been shuttered all summer. All of a sudden there’s lights and weird noises and stage doors left open and banging in the midnight winds, and you think it’s just a flickering bulb?”

Simon looked at the tiny, overpriced tub of ice-cream in his hands. ‘Locally produced!’ screamed the label, as if that would somehow make up for how bad it was. He supposed that for some people it might.

“There’s a poster outside advertising a new play,” he said. “It opens in three days. The concession stand is fully stocked, and manned, and corporeal enough to trick me into wasting three dollars on some really horrible ice-cream less than an hour ago.”

Marshall hopped down off the wall.

“This is worse than I imagined,” he said. “The ghosts must be working with Dash.”

Simon sighed.



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The Glade by froodle, in which Simon and Mars visit a place that only exists on February 29th

Egg Hunt by froodle, in which Simon and Mars partake of some traditional Easter activities

Boardwalk by froodle, in which Simon and Mars are swayed by radio advertising

Lady in Red by froodle, in which Simon experiments on the old-fashioned radio in the Secret Spot, and horror ensues

Waiting In by froodle, in which there is an ice-storm and a handyman does not arrive

Seafoam by froodle, in which Simon and Marshall go to the seaside

A Night at the Circus by froodle, in which a carnivale comes to town, and Marshall and Simon do not enjoy themselves

Taking a Break by froodle, in which Simon and Marshall enjoy some much-needed R&R

Model Railway by froodle, in which a new business prepares to open in Eerie

Shoreline by froodle, in which Simon and Marshall investigate strange happenings on the shores of Lake Eerie

Parade by froodle, in which Mars takes issue with the Eerie Beekeepers Association's choice of mascot

Homestead by froodle, in which Marshall finally gets something useful out of shop class

Hound by froodle, in which Simon makes a friend

Errands by froodle, in which Simon has a to-do list

Slyboots by froodle, in which a certain corporal of the infernal regions comes to Eerie. Crossover with Johannes Cabal the Necromancer.

Waterlogged by froodle, in which Eerie experiences heavy rainfall

Festival by froodle, in which Eerie's local businesses celebrate the summer

Strawberry by froodle, in which there is unauthorised hubbub in Eerie

Wildlife by froodle, in which Simon and Marshall go to the beach

Facilities by froodle, in which the Eerie Bus Station and Supper Club has a problem with the men's toilet

Anticipation by froodle, in which Simon and Harley look forward to the Equinox

Castle by froodle, in which there is unexpected architecture in Eerie

Visitor in which Marshall's grandma comes to stay

Euclid by froodle, in which Marshall and Simon investigate strange events at the Eerie Cemetery

The Hut by froodle, in which Simon takes on the forces of Eerie solo

Comments

[evilinsanemonkey]

omg xD

also poor simon. bad ice cream sucks

[froodle]

It really does. It brings a literal tear to my eye

[deifire]

Oh, Marshall!

And poor, poor Simon!

[froodle]

Shitty ice cream is easily the most terrible thing of all the terrible things Eerie local theatre has to offer.