The Magic Box, Wednesday
Jenkins had been the -- well, not proud necessarily, but faintly willing -- proprietor of Fandom's very own magic shop for a week now, and he very nearly had the inventory completed.
It would help if the books didn't keep swapping places.
"You know," he told them. "The Library tried this trick on me before. Somehow on you it's less charming." He shook his head. "I swear, if things start literally vanishing before my eyes. . . ."
Well, he'd pout. And then investigate the cause. But he'd be belligerent about it first.
Welcome to the Magic Box!
We're hiring!
[open!]
It would help if the books didn't keep swapping places.
"You know," he told them. "The Library tried this trick on me before. Somehow on you it's less charming." He shook his head. "I swear, if things start literally vanishing before my eyes. . . ."
Well, he'd pout. And then investigate the cause. But he'd be belligerent about it first.
Welcome to the Magic Box!
We're hiring!
[open!]