LEGEND OF MAYFIELD IV: The Piped Patio Pruning Party!

[monk_of_keyfu]

[ACTION - A (Anywhere in Mayfield, Moring/Afternoon, OPEN TO ALL)]

[Getting into the wintery time of the year can lead to problems with the plumbing! Whatever trouble you might be having in your household, it's a good thing that Mayfield has people in the city who've been assigned to be plumbers. Right?]

[So you shouldn't be too surprised to find

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A

[distortits]

[Her face when]

...what?

FROOSH

[monk_of_keyfu]

You call for the comfort of sound sanitation, and I have arrived! Show me the source of your sewage-seeping sorrows!

[Another martial arts kata. Now he's standing on one foot.]

adjfdlf oh gosh XD

[distortits]

Um...

[Sigh.]

I'm sorry, but I think you have the wrong house? I mean, the pipes here are working just fine.

:D

[monk_of_keyfu]

[Key-Fu doesn't move out of that kata. He almost looks like he's frozen completely for the whole of a beat.]

[Then his head snaps to the left.]

[And then to the right.]

[Then he looks back at Fujino.]

Curses! It appears Captain Kirk has bested me in riding the albatross!

[imjustpicky]

Um. Key-Fu?

[Picky is standing in the doorway, having gotten home from school a bit earlier. He had been observing the raking, sometimes with astonishment, sometimes with confusion, punctuated with the occasional laugh.

But... something needed to be said.]

I don't think "mom" is gonna be happy about this.

[monk_of_keyfu]

[Key-Fu looks back over to Picky. He's still standing there proudly, holding into the rake like he punched out the farmer in the American Gothic painting and stood in for him instead.]

Worry not of the mysteries of maternity, my pint-sized pigeon! The Monk of Key-Fu never shirks from any task!

[imjustpicky]

...You're supposed to put all the leaves in a big pile!

[He hesitates. Maybe he hasn't been convincing enough just by saying what needs to be done. Let's bring out a why!]

Then we can jump in them!

[monk_of_keyfu]

[Key-Fu assumes a pondering posture!]

Most unfortunate! I appear to have misconstrued the funeral rites of foilage!

A

[undying_heroism]

Hey, it's you again!

[monk_of_keyfu]

[Even if Key-Fu's expressions don't ever seem to change, there's a hint of recognition in his face when Alfred answers the door.]

Most fortunate am I to reunite with you outside the depths of the distended dessert!

[undying_heroism]

[laughs] How can I help you? You selling cookies?

[monk_of_keyfu]

It is not the digestibles I offer, but to defend against the decay of the doohickeys that dispose of them!

A

[answerer_sword]

Pipes?

[Bazett wonders what the strange man outside is talking about.]

Uh...none of use here smoke tobacco.

[monk_of_keyfu]

[Pointing dramatically at Bazett now!]

You misconstrue, my applicant of abstinence! You have summoned me to service your sanitation system!

[answerer_sword]

Oh. Those pipes.

[Her drone husband must have called this man over.]

I suppose they have been expriencing some problems.

[She should not have flushed the supposedly "contaminated" food that would not fit in her trash can down the toilet after the affair with the mushrooms.]

XD

[monk_of_keyfu]

[SUCCESS! With a whirl of his arm, the hand that was pointing dramatically at Bazett is now giving her a thumbs up.]

Lead me to the piped piper's pandemonium!

[With those mushrooms, the toilet is probably hallucinating!]

A

[doublerinbows]

[oh dear lord. There seems to be a bit of a misunderstanding.]

My pipes aren't pungent! ♪

[monk_of_keyfu]

[Key-Fu freezes in place for a second, saying nothing. Then he raises his hands to the sky as if he were milking a giant cow. And drenching himself in spilled milk.]

It is improbable! The coordinates of my customer's condo confounds me!

[Do not be alarmed. This is normal. For Key-Fu, getting from point A to B involves running the other way around the world.]