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Settling in

Thursday, August 12

Things have settled down a bit.  After catching that little street urchin licking the suspiciously sticky substance allegedly left there by Mr. Underby’s nefarious activities, I decided to check things out a little closer. 

Chocolate!  The glistening reddish brown stuff was actually chocolate sauce, presumably mixed with beets to create the illusion of blood.

The Landlord had been playing the part of a villain in some sordid attempt at hazing a newcomer.  I chuckled to myself as I realized what a fool I was for believing the facade.  However, that still didn’t explain the bad smell coming from the alley.  Or the finger I found there. 

Herr Drosselmeyer still hasn’t made a reappearance.  I left the package on the doorstep at the address on the drawing he’d given me two days before.  I just hope the urchins in the neighborhood don’t make off with it.  The money he’d given me for the project was safely hidden away.

I had one more commission to complete: a pair of boots for an unlikely Engineer.  The boots are sitting on a shelf in the shop.  Perhaps I’ll put a price tag on them if they go unclaimed.

 

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5 Comments

  1. Mr Underby Mr Underby August 12, 2010

    The chocolate probably belonged to my wife.  She runs a bakery.  Things got a tad out of hand last night in front of the Bucket, fortunately you were out.

    • Sredni Eel Sredni Eel August 12, 2010

      That would explain why you were licking that dagger. . .

  2. Sheryl Skytower Sheryl Skytower August 12, 2010

    ch… ch… ch…

     

    CHOCOLATE???

     

    CHOCOLATE!!!

     

    *begins scurrying towards the Bucket*

  3. Cyan Icewolf Cyan Icewolf August 12, 2010

    You know we urchins maybe hungry and do like chocolate… But I don’t think I’d trust chocolate sause, with beets, just spilled on the ground.

    • Sredni Eel Sredni Eel August 13, 2010

      This one must have been particularly hungry.  I’m guessing Mr. Underby must have let on that a red velvet cake was being made, and there was a bit of batter spilled on the table.

       

      Given the state of the table tops there, I would certainly hesitate to lick them, as well.

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