No, Edmund wasn't in the wrong place and neither was this post; there was an incredibly direct note taped to the classroom door pointing his Dealing With Idiots students this way.

He also wasn't wearing one of the lovely purple uniform shirts stacked on the table beside him, and as for the hats... well. You couldn't pay him to put one of those on ( Read more... )

Somehow Makita had managed to get inside the store, despite the lack of disposable thumbs. How? Well, she wasn't telling. But for now she had the front door open to enjoy the warm-ish weather. For a wolf in full fur? 63F was practically tropical.

Pixie Dust is open, and Makita is willing to help, well, however she can.

Makita did not have any children this weekend, which, did not particularly surprise her or cause her any distress. She and Proto lived in a city that was a ground-zero bloodbath, and any child of theirs would be far too well trained to go through strange Gates without their parents. It was as simple as that ( Read more... )

The battle between the lingerie and the snow gear continued, but with the addition of the rose petals that kept appearing everywhere, no matter how many times Makita swept them out the front door ( Read more... )

There was pink and lace EVERYWHERE, and it made Makita itch just to look at it.

Which was why the mannequins were posed in all-out war, with the ones properly dressed for winter were dumping fake styrofoam snowballs on their enemies in lingerie.

Pixie Dust was open, but you'd get mocked if you got something pink.

Makita was discovering the boot-display someone had put up last week. And while she privately thought the fur-lined thigh highs were a bit, well, impractical, she had discovered Ugg boots ( Read more... )

The place was practically swarming with new kids, so Makita dug out Jenny's sign from last semester.
10% off for new students
Especially if you're dressed like a a git

Pixie Dust was open, and ready to serve. The shopgirl doesn't actually know what a 'git' is, but she can guess.

There was a very disgruntled girl behind the counter at Pixie Dust.

No, scratch that, there was a very disgruntled wolf behind the counter at Pixie Dust. Someone had handwavily gotten the wrong end of some goblin magic at one point, and been four-legged ever since.

Considering this was finals week, it would hopefully wear off soon.

[OCD ( Read more... )

"Put that back you askldfjalskdfjlaksdjf!!!" There was the sound of crashing and Makita swearing in Nokgorkan as she chased some little green guys around the back room. "If you aren't going to burn the stuff, you have to buy it ( Read more... )

That had been a lot of food over the weekend, and Makita was not complaining.

But she was wondering if there was going to be as much food at Christmas, as she strung up lights and other decorations, placing "Santa hats" on all the mannequins. Or if she and Proto would find a way home for the holiday.

[OOC: work is eating me & the ocd!]