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33 Apocalypse Ave - Saturday Morning

May 12, 2007 22:55

Thursday was in the dining room with a cup of coffee, a croissant and a copy of one of the local Virginia newspapers. Friday was in the next chair, determined to learn how to sit at the big table and eat cereal on his own without spilling it too much. He was only partially succeeding, but there was a change of clothes upstairs with his name on it ( Read more... )

33 apocalypse ave, drax, friday

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deandestroyer May 12 2007, 14:15:33 UTC

After a night spent checking out the island in a handwavey manner and deciding that this wasn't a trap by any of his enemies, that there wasn't any clear and present dangers around, and that the view from the Rocky Bits at night was really quite pretty - not that he would EVER say that to anyone - Drax looked for someplace to live.

There was a sign on the garage door of this house advertising a room for rent. Drax decided to give it a shot.

He knocked on the door and tried to seem friendly. He even took his knives out of their holsters and put them away in his bags. He couldn't quite manage a friendly smile, but he tried.

no_toast_thanks May 12 2007, 14:22:40 UTC

A few moments later, Thursday answered the door. She had to look up to see who she was answering to. He certainly wasn't what she had expected, but after dealing with fictional characters of all shapes and sizes and Darth Vader and The Tick as housemates, she wasn't particularly fazed. "Yes?" she asked politely.

deandestroyer May 12 2007, 14:26:35 UTC

"Hello," Drax said, having a little trouble trying to maintain the smile. "You have a room for rent. I need a place to sleep. What do I have to do to get that room?"

no_toast_thanks May 12 2007, 14:29:26 UTC

"I'd imagine most people who come to Fandom don't have references available, so a short interview will do. I'm Thursday Next."

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screwyoumarvel May 12 2007, 18:22:09 UTC

Steve limped into the dining room. "Er. Hello. I hope I'm in the right house..." You could never tell with SHIELD. "The key worked, anyway."

no_toast_thanks May 12 2007, 23:33:20 UTC

"If you're the Mr Rogers I was told was taking the basement, then you're in the right house. If you're not, well, I might have to shoot you and that would be rather unpleasant for a quiet Saturday morning." She stopped Friday from spilling his entire bowl of cereal into his lap.

screwyoumarvel May 13 2007, 00:45:18 UTC

Steve smiled. Oh, good. Right house. "Yes, that's me. But please, call me Steve. Cute kid."

no_toast_thanks May 13 2007, 01:03:13 UTC

"Cute, but hand-eye coordination challenged." She stood up and offered a hand. "I'm Thursday Next and this is my son, Friday."

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