Groovy Tunes, Thursday

[wasthecuteone]

Petra was rocking out as she worked at the store's computer, singing along with the Petey Sci-Fi soundtrack in preparation for play rehearsal. But she gradually got the sense that something was...watching her. That crawly feeling on the back of her neck

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[hoorayimrich]

Okay, Tony had been followed by some sort of clown thing this whole time, so getting into the store had been a blessing.

Kind of.

"Um."

[wasthecuteone]

"HiI'msogladyou'reherethere'sacreepydoll," Petra said from her perch on top of the counter.

Tony could probably see the creepy doll, since it was in the middle of the shop and advancing on the counter. "Ma-MA? Ma-MA?"

"I'm not your mama!" Petra told it.

[hoorayimrich]

"Okay, let's just put this outside," Tony said, walking toward the doll. Because he was insane. And suicidal.

So... he was Tony Stark.

[wasthecuteone]

"Don't touch it!" Petra protested, flailing a little and then having to grab onto the edge of the counter for balance. "It's evil," she hissed. "Look at it!"

[hoorayimrich]

Tony looked from her to the doll. The creepy, creepy doll. "How else are we going to get it to leave?"

Oh god, was it walking toward him now?

[wasthecuteone]

"Well, I don't know!" Petra said. "Wait. Distract it and I'll get the broom?"

[hoorayimrich]

"Distract it?" Oh god, it was trying to hug his leg. "Shoo!"

Tony kicked at the thing's head, not deterring it in the slightest.

[wasthecuteone]

Petra scrambled down off the counter and hurried to the back room, returning a few moments later with the broom and a report that, "Aaaahhh there are more in the back." She tried to use the broom to knock the doll off Tony's leg. "Back! Get back!"

[hoorayimrich]

Tony made a high pitched noise, reaching down to yank the thing off once that swipe with the broom caused it to... "It bit me! What is wrong with these things?"

[wasthecuteone]

"I don't know, they're evil," Petra said. It was pretty much all the explanation she needed. She whacked the doll with the broom a few times, which seemed to disorient it, and started...sweeping it toward the door. About halfway there it started getting lively, and she had to pause to hit it some more. She finally got it out the door, which she slammed and yelled, "And don't come back!" through the glass before racing to the counter, opening a drawer and grabbing the keys, and running to lock the door to the back room.

Then she came back to stand in front of Tony, holding her broom as casually as she was able right now, and asked, "What's up?"

[hoorayimrich]

"Other than being attacked by crazy dolls?" A beat. "It's looking in the window."

[wasthecuteone]

"Don't look out the window," Petra advised. Then something thumped against the door to the back room and she jumped about half a mile.

"Ma-MA?" could faintly be heard through the glass.

[hoorayimrich]

Yeah, that wasn't weird at all.

"...did you want me to walk you back to the dorms maybe?"

[wasthecuteone]

Kind of yes, but, "I have play rehearsal after this. I'll find somebody to walk back with..." she trailed off, then added, "especially since it'll be...after dark...I think I've seen this horror movie."

[hoorayimrich]

"Good." You go be a hero, Tony. Against the toys. "I was actually hoping to talk to you about something the frat was planning for Valentine's Day."

[wasthecuteone]

"I need to talk to you about something, too," Petra said. Her tone suggested he might not enjoy the experience. "But you go first, yours sounds more promising. Valentine's Day?"