The Teakeeper and the Demon

[banyangirl1832]

The tinkling of the bell through the mid morning silence makes me startle. I drop the bag of genmaicha I'm weighing out. Half the bag spills out onto the tiled floor, and I curse under my breath. A Teakeeper shouldn't be so careless with such a delicate blend, but I'll just have to make my apologies later with the gentlest of broom sweeps. For now

Comments

[halfshellvenus]

The title was SUCH a 'win,' I had to read this one immediately. :)

Hellish creatures were noted coffee snobs. It was Known.
Ooh, nice. And a highly-believable detail.

thanks in a hurried murmur that has far too many s's,
Yessssssss!

I love the idea that both characters here are molding themselves toward something more ordinary, perhaps wistfully so, and yet clearly recognize the 'otherness' standing opposite them.

[alycewilson]

I like this a lot, and recognized the character feom your poem two weeks ago. Nicely done.

[marlawentmad]

You had me at the title, and then you expanded my joy three fold. I feel so grounded in this reality. I want more vignettes in this lovely world you created.

[unmowngrass]

this sounds like something that could happen to Crowley from Good Omens! Had that kind of feel!

[banyangirl1832]

*looks around furtively* it seemed like the kind of thing that could happen to Crowley because that *was* Crowley, lol. I didn't want to advertise it as Good Omens fan fiction because IDK how Idol feels about fan fiction, but yeah. It's him. Good on you for spotting him!

[unmowngrass]

Bwahahahahahahahahha!!! Well done :-)

[elderwoodpixie]

Ooh! I like this story so far. But I want more, this Teakeeper sounds interesting!