❖ 017 // [Voice]

[crisisrain]

[There's an old fart standing on the roof of house #12. How he got up there, or rather, when he got up there is a complete mystery he respawned there. In his hands he flips through the pages of the journal, looking for anything remotely interesting that he may have missed. After a while he speaks up.]

It's kinda windy today, don't ya think?

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[crisisrain]

Why waste it on bread!

Wouldn't happen ta have a spoon would you? [MY JAR. MINE NOW.]

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[herotypical]

[She looks around, and then settles for leaning over the shelf and grabbing a package of plastic forks. Buffy tears them open, hanging Raven one.]

This is the best I can do.

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[crisisrain]

It'll have ta do. [He's practically hugging that jar as he eats it. Why couldn't he have nice jar related peanut products back home?] Think this stuff works on crepes?

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[herotypical]

Definitely. They're kinda just like really thin sandwiches, right?

[She grabs a fork for herself.] Not gonna share?

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[crisisrain]

Could always grab another jar! Two is better than one and all that, 'sides my fingers been in this one.

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[herotypical]

Fine. [She gives him one serious eye-roll, grabbing a small jar for herself.]

Still, glad you approve.

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[crisisrain]

Just reminds me to try cookin' with this sometime.

[He stops shoveling it into his mouth for a moment and looks around.] If anyone saw us eatin' peanut butter out of the jar, in the middle of the shop, ya know I have no idea what they'd think but this is great!

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[herotypical]

They'd probably just write us down as lunatics. [She unscrews the cap of her own jar and dips in for a forkful.]

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[crisisrain]

[He leans back against one of the aisles.] I think I've got the lunatic part down well enough already! They just don't know what they're missin'.

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[herotypical]

We should get the word out. Spread the peanut buttery love.

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[crisisrain]

Hmm... maybe I'll mention it the next time I need ta use the journal again. I'm sure the kids would love this stuff!

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[herotypical]

Anyone from a modern, normal world'll already know.

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[crisisrain]

I should show Karol some, he's just a kid from back home. [He picks up a few more jars from the shelf.] I shall stock up and spread the peanut butter loooove!

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[herotypical]

Invite me over when you make those crepes, okay?

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[crisisrain]

Naturally! I'll make sure ta contact ya through the journals. I should probably warn the rest of our busy little house too.

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[herotypical]

Great. It's a date. [She jokes, eyeing the doorway.] I should get back to work. Take care, okay?

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[crisisrain]

Yeah gettin' fired isn't a good way to start. [Shoving the jars into a bag, like a squirrel. He sets off towards the door, waving a goodbye!]

G'night Buffy! And thanks~ I couldn't have asked for a nicer way to return!