017- [action] And things are quiet once again....

[springtime4me]

[This week in mayfield had been especially rough on everyone. Hitler was no exception. Since the only other person in his house was a robot, he'd decided it was safer to drink the milk himself. So he went down every morning, snagged a bottle, and hid in his room. Every day. And every day, he'd gotten the poison. So he'd been dead for most of the week.


But he's trying not to think about that. Today, he just wants to relax a little. Which is why he's in the park  with his sewing supplies. He appears to be making tiny, stuffed sheep. And he's tying different colored ribbon around thier necks. With different little charms on them. They're pretty cute, actually. And he's just putting the finishing touches on one right now.]


There. All done.



I wonder who I should give this one to...?

Comments

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

[He smiles, and holds one up.]

I'm making these. They're called 'Almighty Dollies.' It's kind of like a good luck charm back where I come from.

[justdumbluck.livejournal.com]

'Almighty dollies?'

[ He leans in closer to take a look at it, laughing a bit at the name. ]

What is it, a sheep or somethin'?

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

That's right.

I'm making them because, after this week, I feel like people could use a little luck.

[justdumbluck.livejournal.com]

[ He winces, recalling the various milk-related ordeals ]

You're probably right about that. But I'm not really sure how useful a fancy sheep would be in that department.

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

You'd be surprised. At the very least, I find it comforting to have one.

And so far, all the people I've given them to seem to really like them.

[justdumbluck.livejournal.com]

[ He shrugs ]

I guess if you can get murdered by milk, why can't ya get saved by a sheep?

[ Firo gives the sheep an absent-minded poke, then looks back at Hitler. ]

You're pretty good at sewin'. What's your name?

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[And he holds back a sigh and braces for the inevitable discussion.]

My name is Adolf Hitler.

[justdumbluck.livejournal.com]

[ Fortunately for Hitler, that name isn't as infamous in 1930. Firo smiles. ]

Nice ta' meet'cha, Adolf. I'm Firo Prochainezo.

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

[Hmmm.... Hitler's met a few people who either aren't from earth or are from alternate realities or whatever. It's strange, but not unheard of in Mayfield.]

Likewise.

[He holds up the most recently finished sheep.]

Would you like one?

[justdumbluck.livejournal.com]

Huh?

You don't mind partin' with it?

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

Of course not. I was planning to give most of them away anyway. Good luck should be shared, right?

[justdumbluck.livejournal.com]

That's really nice of you.

Do ya mind if I pass this onto somebody else? I'll tell 'em who it came from. I think they need it more than I do.

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

Not at all. What color ribbon would you like for them?

[justdumbluck.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Whatever you got is fine. Luck is luck, right?

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

Alright...

[Hmm... he's done green, blue, and black already today. So how about red? And he'll pair that with a little golden bell.]

Here you go.

[justdumbluck.livejournal.com]

Wow... It looks really nice.

[ He pokes the bell. ]

Thanks a lot. I really appreciate it. You're keepin' some luck for yourself, right?

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

Of course. I've actually gotten back the one I made for myself back home.

[justdumbluck.livejournal.com]

You did? Lucky you. It's kinda weird how they can get our stuff, but it's nice ta' have some of it back, huh?

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

I don't really think it's strange that they have our stuff. They have us, don't they?

But I do think it's strange that they keep giving it back.

[justdumbluck.livejournal.com]

You got a point there.

It is, isn't it? I can't think what they get out of it.

[ooc: Sorry for slowness, my power's still out from the hurricane so I'm tagging from the library.]

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

It never made sense to me. Why should they give us anything that might help us against them? I've seen some people get back incredible powers or dangerous weapons....

[justdumbluck.livejournal.com]

Powers..?

[ He taps his chin thoughtfully. ]

That is weird. It's like this is just a game for 'em and that's how they up the stakes.

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

Hmmm.... That is possible....

For Mr. Zemekis, this might all be a game. And maybe Westport was too...

[justdumbluck.livejournal.com]

What's Westport? I've heard it bein' mentioned before, but I've got no idea what it is.

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

[He looks surprised. Ever since the pamphlet started circulating, most people have heard of Westport.]

Westport is the next town over. It was like Mayfield once....

We still don't know exactly what happened there, but there was some kind of battle, and the whole place was destroyed....