"What are you doing?" asked Marshall.
Simon looked up, one gloved hand carefully cupped to contain a small pool of viscous liquid that sat glistening in his palm.
"I'm giving this chupacabra a macadamia nut oil message," he said, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
On the padded, towel-lined table in front of him, a scaly lizard-dog gazed up at Marshall with black, uncomprehending eyes. Marshall held it's stare for a moment before looking away, back at Simon.
"Okay," he said. "I have two questions about this. One, do you not know that chupacabra are outlawed within city limits, and if so, why would you risk bringing the Mayor's wrath on all our heads just so you could give a weird hairy reptile a rub-down, and two, more importantly, why are you giving a weird hairy reptile a rub-down in the first place?"
"Well," said Sheila, twisting down out of the light fixtures like blue diaphanous smoke dressed in surgical scrubs, "For a start, if the Mayor wanted to prosecute under the "No Chupacabras" clause, he'd have to admit chupacabras exist, openly, in a court of law, and that he'd spent time and effort legislating against them while on the public payroll. It's the sort of thing supermarket tabloids would love to hear about, and the one thing he hates more than unlicensed cryptids are journalists."
"It's less 'journalists' and more 'nosy people in general'," Simon corrected her. "Since these days Syndi and Marshall are about neck and neck in terms of times they've been threatened by the Mayor."
"No, she pulled ahead a couple of weeks ago," said Marshall. "Something about City Hall jumping the queue for organ donation and how, if you were going to harvest body parts, it should be to save lives first and summon dread entities from beyond the vale second. I don't know, she was being really braggy about it and I stopped listening."
"I read that article," said Sheila. "I don't know that I agreed with her conclusions, though. Yes, a heart translate could potentially save two lives, but burning it in a sanctified brazier with the appropriate herbs and spices can stop an eldritch dairy cow deity from rising for decades at a time." She shrugged. "Seems to me the easiest thing to do would be to get more milk trucks on the road until they've increased the supply of corpses to cope with demand. Coffee?"
They declined, politely.
"Anyway," said Marshall, once Sheila had drifted off to do some filing, answer the phone, or contemplate the metaphysical implications of the Cone of Shame as it pertained to jackalopes, "I actually came by to see if you wanted to meet up with Mom and Dad for lunch, but now I'm not sure I want to be seen in public with a dangerous chupacabra-massaging criminal. Syndi's already outclassing me, I don't need my best friend doing it too."
"If it helps," said Simon, running both hands over the lumpy skin of the chupacabra's flank, "I'm not doing this to piss Chisel off, I'm actually doing it as part of a plan to make a reasoned and adult appeal to get him to take chupacabra's off the not-in-my-backyard list."
He poured more oil over the row of spiny ridges lining the chupacabra's back, and went on.
"See, chupacabra's feed on goats. It's quite literally in their name. And while I can see that nobody particularly wants their pet goats to get eaten, we've had bridge trolls living quite happily on the river beds for generations - I mean troll generations, not human, so we're talking a couple of centuries for every new troll litter - eating every cloven-footed beast that goes trip-trapping over their roof. And nobody legislates against them, we just don't take our ruminants for a walk over troll-infested waters."
"Okay," said Marshall, still not quite seeing where this was going.
"And we don't have goat farmers, or wild goats, anywhere near Eerie," said Simon. "There's the three nanny goats at the Eerie Petting Zoo, the Gruff who lives on the far side of Wolf Mountain, the yearly visit from Krampus, and-"
"And the Jersey Devil," said Marshall, with a sigh. "I hate him."
"Everyone hates him," said Simon. "So we have a mid-winter spirit who can definitely defend himself against a scaly lizard-dog, a magical beast whose cabin in the woods is out of flux with our own reality, the Petting Zoo is so tightly warded even Harley can't break in there if the zoo keepers want him kept out, and a cryptid that doesn't even belong in Indiana and who only shows up to mess with you."
"It's got a weird thing about Syndi," said Marshall. "I think it thinks her tasing him that summer was some kind of... messed up courtship ritual. Now it just kind of mopes around outside her apartment building until someone calls Officer Derek to come and take it away."
"See?" said Simon. "If we were allowed chupacabras, the Jersey Devil would probably stop dropping by in case it got all it's blood sucked out."
Marshall nodded slowly.
"Alright," he said. "Let's say I'm on board your pro-chupacabra bandwagon, or at least the adjacent I-hate-the-Jersey-Devil bandwagon. Why the massage?"
Simon looked down at the chupacabra, who appeared to have fallen asleep.
"That's kind of a sensitive topic," he whispered. "See, if there's not a viable agricultural or economic reason to keep them out, I figured that Chisel's objection to them has to be aesthetic."
Marshall eyed the mottled, pinkish-grey skin of the creature in front of him.
"Oh," he said, comprehension dawning. "You think he doesn't like them because they're so gross-looking."
Simon put his gloved hands over the chupacabra's raggedy, batlike ears and glared.
"Shh!" he hissed. "Don't say that stuff in front of him. Jeez, Mars."
"Sorry," said Marshall, suitably chastised.
"He doesn't need to know he's ugly!" Simon whispered, before taking a deep breath and removing his protective grip on the Chupacabra's skull. "But yes, I'm going get him smartened up and looking presentable, and then I'll take him to Chisel and make my case for lifting the ban."
Marshall looked at his friend, and at the mangy, semi-reptilian thing that lay between them.
"It's going to need a lot of smartening up," he said.
Simon shrugged.
"I already have a call in to the Ladies," he said. "And if this needs more glitter than even they can provide, Tod McNulty owes me a favour."
Marshall stared.
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Poor Life Choices by
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Lillian by
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