Jono was... more than a touch subdued this evening as he opened the doors to let the performers in for rehearsal. And could anybody really blame him if he was counting heads as people came in, not because he was worried about attendance, but more because he was concerned about people's ability to attend ( Read more... )

Hank was in his Ratman costume today, in case the time-travelling robot assassin baby came for him. Not that the costume would actually help in any way, but he FELT cooler ( Read more... )

Hank was still partly convinced that the robot baby Professor Skythingy had given them was going to grow up to be Arnold Schwarzenegger and come back through time to assassinate him with its laser eyes. It said something about his home universe that the "Arnold Schwarzenegger" part of that was the only bit that was outside the realm of possibility ( Read more... )

The store was only open-ish today, as the guy behind the counter kept falling asleep. Apu and the panda took turns wandering over to thwap Hank in the head and wake him up.

Today's Squishy flavors: Chamomile, Poppy, Red

This morning was not going well. Hank had started by politely asking the cheese panda to stop getting fur all over the shelves, but that immediately went south because the panda denied it had ever done any such thing, or even set foot in some of those aisles, and so there was nothing to do about it except yell and scream until his voice gave out ( Read more... )

It was the beginning of a new school year! There were new students! And that meant... NEW CUSTOMERS!

He set up his Hank Co. sign and business cards on the counter, eager to sell his services to anyone who might ask. He cleaned and polished Jane the canary's cage, Turtle the turtle's shell, and all over Bob the Squishybot ( Read more... )

A few hours into the day, the panda came storming into the store, knocked some things off a shelf, punched Apu in the head, and went to sulk in the dairy aisle. Hank, of course, went to comfort the poor bear -- which was eventually able to communicate, via a complex set of hand signs, what had happened ( Read more... )

Hank had been busy. In the middle of the floor today was a display housing a very large collection of Disney merchandise, at a slight markup over the prices you'd find across the causeway ( Read more... )

Outside the store, a red-eyed wren with wicked-looking teeth hurled itself against the glass repeatedly. Hank was pretty sure birds shouldn't look like that ( Read more... )

It was Wednesday, and that meant it was Hank's day at T&C. Sure, he'd been dead in a coma for the past few months, but it seemed like everything had continued running smoothly while he was gone ( Read more... )