Aug. 1st, 2008

[identity profile] carriesapurse.livejournal.com
Tinky Winky hadn't really noticed that his lovah fiance Michael Scott had been scarce lately. Between emo dreams of Dipsy and reveries about Teru Mikami's hair, the Teletubby did not lack material for his rich fantasy lovelife. Occasionally, when the Narrator was really high, Tinky Winky would surpass his usual fantasies by combining the two, imagining Dipsy's antenna and hat with Mikami's hair. Dipsy in a fright wig, essentially.

The Teletubby lived in a kind of eternal present, days and weeks blending into one another. His only mark of time's passage was the Narrator's prompting: Time for Tubby bye-bye! Time for Tubby naptime! Time for Tubby Custard! Every day was the same.

It was Guano, the beloved Scott-Winky pooch, who registered the most excitement when Michael and Tinky Winky met once again, one bright August morning. The dog sounded its croaking bark and emitted an eye-watering stench. Tinky Winky immediately leapt up and shrieked:

"MIKAW!!!! Tinky Winky wuv!!!"
[identity profile] elegantsamurai.livejournal.com
Yukimura knew of vice, of excess. His habit of enjoying sake caused some concern for members of his juuyuushi. However, he had never known excess and vice to the degree that now filled his room. The Hat had him well defeated in both categories.

As cheese wasn't something he particularly cared to eat again, and the amount given to him would last decades if he were to try, Yukimura decided to send a note to one of those he'd met in his sorting.

A-san,

I have fallen heir to a rather substantial portion of cheese. Would you know of a way to make use of it? I would like to be able to use my room for its intended purpose.


Sanada Yukimura


He asks a house elf to deliver the note and leans against the wall across from his door, staring at the unexpected wealth as if his scrutiny would reduce it to insubstantiality.

((OOC: Yukimura himself doesn't know magic, but that's no guarantee about the Hat...if you want to have fun with the cheese, have at it...or if you just want to take some, that's good too))
[identity profile] woocha.livejournal.com
With the owl was a big bag of dog treats.

Koopa,

I was sniffing around in the mangosteen grove, and I found a treasure chest full of dog treats! I can't eat them all, so here's some for you too! Hope you like them!

Wishbone
[identity profile] missprimavera.livejournal.com
A treasure chest full of perfume? Yes. Primavera and Kurama carried it into the castle together, each holding up one side of the heavy trunk.

Neither was sure who really owned the trunk. Was it Primavera's, because she'd found it? Was it A's, because it had been found in his grove? Was it Lezard's, because the treasure chests (like almost everything else in the grove) had come from him?

So they didn't take it anywhere in particular just yet. Instead they stopped in the Great Hall to have a cool drink and consider the treasure chest's destination at their leisure.

Rather than heft the chest up onto a table, where it would surely scar the wood, they deposited it on the floor between tables, and sat near it. A person who came close enough to investigate -- or who simply had a very keen sense of smell -- would pick up the odd mixture of scents arising from the chest. (Primavera had chucked it down out of a tree before she knew what was in it, so some of the contents had broken, releasing their aroma rather strongly.)

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