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realityshifted2008-11-06 09:34 pm
exserpens.livejournal.com) wrote in realityshifted2008-11-06 09:34 pm
[Trick or Treat]
[Crowley and Henrietta are on the Plane, and they've got a Plan. Just because Halloween was thwarted thanks to B-movie hijinks doesn't mean they can't have a holiday celebration anyway, does it?]
[Henrietta is dressed like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz in a little blue and white gingham dress with pigtails, complete with silver slippers (she insisted they be silver, not ruby) and a little wicker basket on her arm containing Toto, the infamous therapy blob. Crowley is dressed...pretty much the same as always, in a suit, this time with the slight addition of a false goatee. He's got a glass of something that appears to be alcoholic in one hand, and he's still sporting the black feathered wings (though they don't seem to be part of the outfit).]
[Henrietta has a trick or treat bag in her free hand, and is looking somewhat nervous]
Um... Are you sure she won't mind?
I don't see why she would. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery and all that.
[She rubs the therapy blob and it chimes happily.] I guess... But what am I supposed to do, again?
[Crowley shrugs] It's trick-or-treating, there's nothing to it. Just make that pathetic face we worked on and hold the bag up.
[She hesitates a moment more.] Can I ask for lettuce? For Xing?
...sure. Why not? [He conjures a folding chair and takes a seat, sipping on his drink and grinning.]
[Henrietta is dressed like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz in a little blue and white gingham dress with pigtails, complete with silver slippers (she insisted they be silver, not ruby) and a little wicker basket on her arm containing Toto, the infamous therapy blob. Crowley is dressed...pretty much the same as always, in a suit, this time with the slight addition of a false goatee. He's got a glass of something that appears to be alcoholic in one hand, and he's still sporting the black feathered wings (though they don't seem to be part of the outfit).]
[Henrietta has a trick or treat bag in her free hand, and is looking somewhat nervous]
Um... Are you sure she won't mind?
I don't see why she would. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery and all that.
[She rubs the therapy blob and it chimes happily.] I guess... But what am I supposed to do, again?
[Crowley shrugs] It's trick-or-treating, there's nothing to it. Just make that pathetic face we worked on and hold the bag up.
[She hesitates a moment more.] Can I ask for lettuce? For Xing?
...sure. Why not? [He conjures a folding chair and takes a seat, sipping on his drink and grinning.]