Sparkle was in a great mood after getting back from that vacation, thank you all very much. He was feeling relaxed and refreshed, and actually had the wherewithal to rifle through the shop's old paperwork from way back, to see if any of it was old enough to be shredded. Or, rather, thrown into the burn barrel, as it were. The itch for spring ( Read more... )

So, after coming in and doing a thorough check of his back room to make sure no more old guys in suits were going to just appear there in a flash of light (not that he even knew what he was looking for, but last weekend had made him paranoid, and having checked things out at least let him relax a little), Sparkle settled in for a long day of ( Read more... )

"Oh, I can be your hero baaaaby--"

Yes, today was going to be a 'dancing around the shop singing Enrique songs' day, for no real reason beyond that he just sort of felt like it, and the song had popped into his head, and if he was doing that he wasn't, like, constantly refreshing Twitter or something stupid ( Read more... )

Alluka was still pretty sleepy when she made it into work ( Read more... )

The scarves were never going to be properly unboxed and put out on display. Sparkle was coming to terms with that one now, sitting behind the counter and just staring at the rope of tied-together thick fluffy scarves that he'd fashioned last weekend under the influence of gremlin. Never going to get put on display ( Read more... )

Okay, time for another attempt at unpacking the fuzzy scarves. Sparkle was totally going to make the progress this week that he hadn't managed to make last week, just watch. All he had to do was open the box, reach in, and--

And yelp, backpedaling from the box clutching to a bleeding hand as a startled gremlin skittered away to have a nap ( Read more... )

Sparkle had listened to the radio this morning. He'd listened to the radio and he'd spent a good twenty minutes either laughing or crying, he wasn't completely certain which it was, but whichever it was, he'd been left grinning and aching and exhausted when he was done, so he'd basically just let autopilot take over and he'd made his way to work ( Read more... )

Sparkle had only taken two steps into the shop today when he stopped in his tracks and just sort of stared.

Everything in stock at the Demon Marcus was purple.

All of it.

Right down to the very last shoelace.

"... I'm not gonna ask," he decided, stepping behind the counter with a sigh. "I'm just going to go with this, and I'm not gonna ask."

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This year was going to be different ( Read more... )

The island was doing that mistletoe thing again. That mistletoe thing, Sparkle remembered it vividly from a precarious situation in a stairwell back when Alec was still a part of his life, and no amount of lecturing the island on people's right to choose who the hell they kissed for themselves had apparently dissuaded it from making it tradition. ( Read more... )