My Milkshake Brings All The Boys To The Yard [CLOSED]
Characters: Yuuko Ichihara and Grell Sutcliff
Content: There's a yard sale outside her shop, and when there'a a yard sale, there is pedophilia are customers.
Setting: Bellcius, Yuuko's shop
Time: Many years ago
Warnings: None you shouldn't expect
Spring cleaning -- or cleaning at all -- was never really a concern for Yuuko. Once in a while she'd send Maru and Moro off with a feather duster, but more often than not, they merely ended up tickling each other with them. But they were children, and she couldn't really blame them. It was far more than she ever did, in any case.
Her treasure vault, as she liked to call it, often became piled up with things that she received as payment. They ranged from big to small, heavy to light, and usually became encased with a layer of dust once she left them in the room and simply allowed them to collect soot with age. And while Yuuko appreciated her treasures, sometimes, spring cleaning was a necessity. A considerably amount of effort was needed to lug some things out, but the large pieces of furniture stayed behind. No use carrying those out under she got some manpower. A lady wasn't supposed to carry such things, after all.
Moro and Maru were off giggling and having a dust fight as the enchantress circled her yard, running her fingertips over particular items she hadn't seen in a long time. It was a warm day, and she was dying for a cup of sake, but business was business.
Content: There's a yard sale outside her shop, and when there'a a yard sale, there is pedophilia are customers.
Setting: Bellcius, Yuuko's shop
Time: Many years ago
Warnings: None you shouldn't expect
Spring cleaning -- or cleaning at all -- was never really a concern for Yuuko. Once in a while she'd send Maru and Moro off with a feather duster, but more often than not, they merely ended up tickling each other with them. But they were children, and she couldn't really blame them. It was far more than she ever did, in any case.
Her treasure vault, as she liked to call it, often became piled up with things that she received as payment. They ranged from big to small, heavy to light, and usually became encased with a layer of dust once she left them in the room and simply allowed them to collect soot with age. And while Yuuko appreciated her treasures, sometimes, spring cleaning was a necessity. A considerably amount of effort was needed to lug some things out, but the large pieces of furniture stayed behind. No use carrying those out under she got some manpower. A lady wasn't supposed to carry such things, after all.
Moro and Maru were off giggling and having a dust fight as the enchantress circled her yard, running her fingertips over particular items she hadn't seen in a long time. It was a warm day, and she was dying for a cup of sake, but business was business.