part 258 dusty old bones

[aphanon_meme]

Full of green dust! Happy Friday... Saturday... Sunday? I'm not good at time zones. In any case, the sun is shining here for once! Of course the ground is still covered in snow, but at least it's not all grey and icky and I can have my window open and enjoy some pretty natural light. Hoe was your week? Good? Not so good? Baby bear's porridge?

Comments

[iceandheather]

Anon. Keep it down.

... 'n 's none of your business.

[iceandheather]

He might.

... Won't say what I was thinkin'.

[Mumbles]

Y'can prob'ly guess, anyhow.

[takesyourcake]

M'not opposed to it. If you were thinkin' what I think y'were, that is.

Two Denmarks'll be twice as loud, and th'smell would be even worse.

[iceandheather]

Wouldn't mind it either. If y'mean what I think y'mean, a'ccourse.

Can't be havin' with that business. Good thing there's only one've them Denmarks running around here.

[takesyourcake]

S'good thing neither've us has t'say anythin', then.

Only one, y'say? Ran inta another. His breath could kill summat.

[iceandheather]

...Yes. Glad we unnerstand each other.

Another one? Not good. Might be overrun soon.

[takesyourcake]

Y'feelin' up for it?

Well, wouldn't mind th'noise s'long as it means they're botherin' each other'n not us.

[iceandheather]

Can't say I'd mind it, if you're up for it.

Mm. Can get ourselves far 'nough away that we wouldn't hear it, anyhow, if'n they're distracted. Sounds right.

[takesyourcake]

Whose place? You'd think th'house would be th'same, but...

And how d'you think we oughta distract ourselves? Got a spell I'd like you t'look over, if'n y'don't mind.

[iceandheather]

... Mine. If that's all right.

[Looking over -- is that what they call it, these days.]

That'll do. Wouldn't mind... lendin' you a hand.

[takesyourcake]

Fine by me. Wouldn't be a stretch t'call it ours, anyhow.

Hoped you'd say that. Might need some hands-on work, that. Haven't bothered with it much, lately.

[iceandheather]

Not at all. What's mine's yours.

Good that I don't mind workin' with my hands at all, then. Think we'll get you set to rights well enough. A good, thorough do-over, ain't that so.

[takesyourcake]

So y'don't mind me helpin' m'self t'what I like?

I'd compensate you for your troubles, that's sure. 'Specially if y'got anythin' y'can't take care of yourself.

[iceandheather]

'Course not. Y'can do whatever y'like.

'S that right. ... Can think've plenty I could get ya' t'do for me, now that you mention. 'S a deal.

[takesyourcake]

I'll be holdin' you t'that.

Got some spells've your own, have you? Well, s'plenty of things two can manage better'n one. S'fact.

[iceandheather]

Go ahead. Won't mind obligin' you one bit.

Trust your expertise is good's my own. We'll manage just fine. ...Think you'd best take the lead. Been tryin' on that one too much, myself.