Fandom Post Office: Tuesday (3/20)
Sokka straightened up the counter a bit and put on his new spiffy hat. The post office was open.
This was going to be fun!
...
Ten minutes later he decided Moist had been lying about the "adventure" part.
...
An hour later, there was a *splorch* from the back room as something heavy and wet flew out of the Sorting Engine. And tiny drunken voices.
"Bollocks!"
"Ach! Me bluddy haed!"
"Bugrit!"
"Begorrah!"
And then there was a rousing cry of "BEGORRAH!!!", followed by loud and violent shushing.
Sokka peered into the room -- aside from the Sorting Engine itself, which was... kinda scary, the only weird thing was a large brown paper package tied up with string. It was postmarked "Boston, MA" and addressed to "King Verence, Lancre Castle, Lancre", and was leaking something green and VERY strongly alcoholic out the bottom.
Apparently, the package heard him walking up to it, because the voices started again.
"Shhh!"
"Shhhh!"
"Bigjobs!"
"Nac Mac Feegle!"
And this prompted a chorus of "NAC MAC FEEGLE!!!" and more shushing.
Sokka peered at the package for a few minutes, and then shrugged and tossed it into the Sorting Engine's hopper. And with a few more cries of "Bigjobs!", it was gone again.
He got Gladys to mop up the mess before it ate away too much of the floor polish, and went back to being bored.
[[wait for OCD]]
[[wait for it]]
[[no, seriously, take a number]]
[[Okay, NEXT!]]
This was going to be fun!
...
Ten minutes later he decided Moist had been lying about the "adventure" part.
...
An hour later, there was a *splorch* from the back room as something heavy and wet flew out of the Sorting Engine. And tiny drunken voices.
"Bollocks!"
"Ach! Me bluddy haed!"
"Bugrit!"
"Begorrah!"
And then there was a rousing cry of "BEGORRAH!!!", followed by loud and violent shushing.
Sokka peered into the room -- aside from the Sorting Engine itself, which was... kinda scary, the only weird thing was a large brown paper package tied up with string. It was postmarked "Boston, MA" and addressed to "King Verence, Lancre Castle, Lancre", and was leaking something green and VERY strongly alcoholic out the bottom.
Apparently, the package heard him walking up to it, because the voices started again.
"Shhh!"
"Shhhh!"
"Bigjobs!"
"Nac Mac Feegle!"
And this prompted a chorus of "NAC MAC FEEGLE!!!" and more shushing.
Sokka peered at the package for a few minutes, and then shrugged and tossed it into the Sorting Engine's hopper. And with a few more cries of "Bigjobs!", it was gone again.
He got Gladys to mop up the mess before it ate away too much of the floor polish, and went back to being bored.
[[wait for OCD]]
[[wait for it]]
[[no, seriously, take a number]]
[[Okay, NEXT!]]