Everyone's here! I mean, in the chapter! Yay! (maybe not by name, but you
can guess who you are)
Chapter 3
~General PoV~
Spot cleared his throat. "OK everyone. Who's doing what job?" nobody answered at first . "Who works behind the bar? Good, you and Dutchy, you and Sapphy!" It was amazing how well Spot took control when he wanted to.
"I'm Specs," he introduced himself to Dutchy.
"Please don't expect anything much out of me! I didn't know how to use a bottle opener until this morning!" blurted Dutchy, and immediately regretted it.
Nearby Sapphy laughed, "it's true too, you know. I'm pretty sure you'll be the one teaching Dutchy."
"Special effects!"
"No, Spot, you are not landing me with another goddamn apprentice!" Granny gestured towards Buckles subtly, who was playing with her hair.
"Another one?" she asked, not looking up from her hair, "you already had an apprentice Gran?"
Granny glared, her hazel eyes piercing through Spot.
"Sorry Gran, we're in short supply of special effects workers. You'll have to bear it."
Spot sent a medium height boy over in Granny's direction.
"Can you rig lighting?" she asked.
The boy looked confused for a minute. "Oh, rig lighting," his eyes widened, "yeah. I can manage."
Granny looked sceptical. "I'm Granny," she introduced herself.
"Bumlets," he offered his hand. Surprisingly, Buckles shook it.
"Hi! I'm Buckles! I work with Granny! I'll be working with you!" Buckles flicked her hair and smiled.
Arrow rolled her eyes and averted her gaze from Buckle's direction. How long had she known Buckles? Since grade six? And yet her excessive flirting still came as a surprise to her. How little she had learned.
"On duty as horse grooms?" shouted Spot. A very pale, blonde girl raised her hand proudly.
"I'm a groom."
Spot looked at her for a minute.
"My name's Ireland," she continued.
Spot didn't say anything.
"Um...what next?"
Spot pointed dumbly to Arrow. Arrow rolled her eyes again. This was pathetic.
Spot watched as Ireland joined Arrow. Ireland introduced herself.
"Uh huh," Arrow smiled sourly, "watch Spot."
"Who?"
"Spot. Keep an eye on him."
"Who's Spot?" Ireland looked around quickly.
"Him." Arrow pointed openly at Spot.
"Oh."
"Anymore grooms?" shouted Spot.
"Me!" shouted a girl with abnormally large blue eyes.
"Me too." Another girl with vibrant red highlights in her short brown hair stepped forward.
"And me!" waved a boy this time. His fingers twitched slightly at his side.
"Um...this is awkward..." Spot looked around. There were no grooms in the room other than Arrow. She shook her head violently and mouthed 'NO'. "You can go with Arrow."
Arrow sunk into the couch. Things were just wonderful, fantastic. She had four apprentices. That's three more than everyone else. Where were the other grooms when you needed them?
And with that one walked in the door.
"Hey Arrow, what's up?" asked Touch.
Arrow wanted to strangle her.
"Take one of these four of my hands, would you?" pleaded Arrow.
"I dun no. If they're your responsibility, I don't want to—"
"Take one of them. Now! I can't have four! I'll go insane!"
Magic grinned mildly and watched the proceedings. Not many people were into magic and therefore she rarely got an 'apprentice'. Life was GOOD!
"What are you doing?" Spot asked the remaining few.
"Oh," one girl blinked repeatedly, "I'm doing special effects."
"Why didn't you say something when I asked?' Spot looked strained.
The girl blinked again. "You were busy arguing with that girl," she pointed at Granny.
"What is your name?"
"Shooter," she quipped.
Spot had the feeling he'd just been hit. The girl narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.
"Join Buckles," Spot demanded before the girl hurt him, or something along those lines.
Shooter skipped over to Buckles whose level of flirting had increased to an insane plateau.
"How about you?"
"I'm working on computer editing. You didn't say that. Did you?" asked a girl timidly.
"No...go with Skittery. You'll never learn anything with Rubix." Rubix glared, Spot hurried on to the next girl.
"You?" his sentences were growing shorter by the second.
"I'm a...costumed entertainer," the girl said slowly, as if trying to get the exact wording.
"You can work with...with...Magic!"
Magic jumped. What? No way could she get an apprentice! Never before had she...
"Hi! I'm Hornet!" said the girl.
"Oh, hullo."
"NEXT!" Spot was getting a little stressed out. On the bright side, no one was an usher.
"I'm Pie Eater. I work on the food."
"I'm sure you do..." Spot gave Pie Eater the famous Manhattan once over. "I'll show you the kitchens later."
Finally, the last kid..."Who are you?"
"Crutchy," he said.
Spot noticed his crutch. "What do you do?" he asked.
"I welcome people." He lowered his voice to a whisper, "it's part of my physiotherapy. The doctor thinks it would be good for me to get out in the world." The kid smiled and winked.
Spot sighed. He'd have to take this kid, there was nowhere else to put him.
Surveying the room was very weird. It was like looking into a summer camp, everyone was paired up and all facing him. As if they were waiting on instructions.
"What? I'm not your mother! Go home, whatever." And Spot left the room. Lovely. This was beautiful. What would encourage a place to do mass hiring like this? The next few days would be hectic.
((All finished! It's about 10:15 pm and I'm supposed to be drying my hair. THAT'S not going to happen...until I finish... sorry about forcing everyone in this chapter. I knew I'd forget someone if I didn't though. I don't think I forgot anyone...if I did, I'm sorry and could you please tell me. I can't think for myself.))
Shoutouts:
As a treat, Buckles is typing my shoutouts and adding little comments. OK, here it goes:
Rubix_the_cube- 'S OK. I updated last chapter at school. And I read your review in school. And my teacher caught me so I went back to memorizing Romeo and Juliet. 'Gregory, on my word we'll not carry coals'. I didn't even look at a book. Wow!
Buckles: Ay, for then we would be colliers!
SparkS- (reads review) Wow, Buttons, she sounds like you!
Buttons: no she doesn't.
SparkS- yes she does! You go on at school all the time! And you do funny dances! And you call me Hon! And you look around nervously!
Buttons: so? I never blush! Ever! Well, rarely. And I'm the oldest out of you and Buckles. And I'm almost never late.
Buckles: hey! Where'd SparkS come from? This is my gig! *shoves SparkS out of the computer chair*
Strawberri Shake - I told Arrow you said, "poor Arrow" She said, "Wha?" She hasn't read it yet. Virus or something...
Buckles: I thought I got to do shoutouts!
Buttons: You get to COMMENT!
BrooklynGrl- Pool, *sigh* My eleven year old sister plays better pool than me. Some guy taught her.
Buckles: I like pools. Swimming, swimming in my swimming pool... everyone on my street has pools! And hot tubs! I like hot tubs! You run out in the winter when it's really cold and jump in the hot tub!
Ireland O'Reily- Hopefully you're happy...?
Buckles: Here's another inane comment... I'm HAPPY!
Almatari_of_arda- You didn't get the last shoutout! There was one underneath you, 'thelastweasley'
Buckles: Hey! I know her... won't say from where, though. 'Tis top secret!
Buttons: Sure....
Shadowlands: I know it's a chain. There's one in Toronto too, that's where I'm from!
Buckles: Alex left me alone with her shoutout sheet... I'm from Toronto too!
Stage- ah yes, my distracting fic.
Sapphy- um... I'll work that in?
Cassies-Grandma: Sorry, I have bad experiences with grandmas. Two of my three are... neglectful.
Buckles: If you're a grandma, aren't you a bit old for fanfiction?
Buttons: She's only thirteen.... Says so in her bio.
Buckles: Well, she's having an identity crisis, isn't she?
Buttons: JUST READ THE BIO!
Hotshot- Good! Directions!
Buckles: I get lost a lot....
Chapter 3
~General PoV~
Spot cleared his throat. "OK everyone. Who's doing what job?" nobody answered at first . "Who works behind the bar? Good, you and Dutchy, you and Sapphy!" It was amazing how well Spot took control when he wanted to.
"I'm Specs," he introduced himself to Dutchy.
"Please don't expect anything much out of me! I didn't know how to use a bottle opener until this morning!" blurted Dutchy, and immediately regretted it.
Nearby Sapphy laughed, "it's true too, you know. I'm pretty sure you'll be the one teaching Dutchy."
"Special effects!"
"No, Spot, you are not landing me with another goddamn apprentice!" Granny gestured towards Buckles subtly, who was playing with her hair.
"Another one?" she asked, not looking up from her hair, "you already had an apprentice Gran?"
Granny glared, her hazel eyes piercing through Spot.
"Sorry Gran, we're in short supply of special effects workers. You'll have to bear it."
Spot sent a medium height boy over in Granny's direction.
"Can you rig lighting?" she asked.
The boy looked confused for a minute. "Oh, rig lighting," his eyes widened, "yeah. I can manage."
Granny looked sceptical. "I'm Granny," she introduced herself.
"Bumlets," he offered his hand. Surprisingly, Buckles shook it.
"Hi! I'm Buckles! I work with Granny! I'll be working with you!" Buckles flicked her hair and smiled.
Arrow rolled her eyes and averted her gaze from Buckle's direction. How long had she known Buckles? Since grade six? And yet her excessive flirting still came as a surprise to her. How little she had learned.
"On duty as horse grooms?" shouted Spot. A very pale, blonde girl raised her hand proudly.
"I'm a groom."
Spot looked at her for a minute.
"My name's Ireland," she continued.
Spot didn't say anything.
"Um...what next?"
Spot pointed dumbly to Arrow. Arrow rolled her eyes again. This was pathetic.
Spot watched as Ireland joined Arrow. Ireland introduced herself.
"Uh huh," Arrow smiled sourly, "watch Spot."
"Who?"
"Spot. Keep an eye on him."
"Who's Spot?" Ireland looked around quickly.
"Him." Arrow pointed openly at Spot.
"Oh."
"Anymore grooms?" shouted Spot.
"Me!" shouted a girl with abnormally large blue eyes.
"Me too." Another girl with vibrant red highlights in her short brown hair stepped forward.
"And me!" waved a boy this time. His fingers twitched slightly at his side.
"Um...this is awkward..." Spot looked around. There were no grooms in the room other than Arrow. She shook her head violently and mouthed 'NO'. "You can go with Arrow."
Arrow sunk into the couch. Things were just wonderful, fantastic. She had four apprentices. That's three more than everyone else. Where were the other grooms when you needed them?
And with that one walked in the door.
"Hey Arrow, what's up?" asked Touch.
Arrow wanted to strangle her.
"Take one of these four of my hands, would you?" pleaded Arrow.
"I dun no. If they're your responsibility, I don't want to—"
"Take one of them. Now! I can't have four! I'll go insane!"
Magic grinned mildly and watched the proceedings. Not many people were into magic and therefore she rarely got an 'apprentice'. Life was GOOD!
"What are you doing?" Spot asked the remaining few.
"Oh," one girl blinked repeatedly, "I'm doing special effects."
"Why didn't you say something when I asked?' Spot looked strained.
The girl blinked again. "You were busy arguing with that girl," she pointed at Granny.
"What is your name?"
"Shooter," she quipped.
Spot had the feeling he'd just been hit. The girl narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.
"Join Buckles," Spot demanded before the girl hurt him, or something along those lines.
Shooter skipped over to Buckles whose level of flirting had increased to an insane plateau.
"How about you?"
"I'm working on computer editing. You didn't say that. Did you?" asked a girl timidly.
"No...go with Skittery. You'll never learn anything with Rubix." Rubix glared, Spot hurried on to the next girl.
"You?" his sentences were growing shorter by the second.
"I'm a...costumed entertainer," the girl said slowly, as if trying to get the exact wording.
"You can work with...with...Magic!"
Magic jumped. What? No way could she get an apprentice! Never before had she...
"Hi! I'm Hornet!" said the girl.
"Oh, hullo."
"NEXT!" Spot was getting a little stressed out. On the bright side, no one was an usher.
"I'm Pie Eater. I work on the food."
"I'm sure you do..." Spot gave Pie Eater the famous Manhattan once over. "I'll show you the kitchens later."
Finally, the last kid..."Who are you?"
"Crutchy," he said.
Spot noticed his crutch. "What do you do?" he asked.
"I welcome people." He lowered his voice to a whisper, "it's part of my physiotherapy. The doctor thinks it would be good for me to get out in the world." The kid smiled and winked.
Spot sighed. He'd have to take this kid, there was nowhere else to put him.
Surveying the room was very weird. It was like looking into a summer camp, everyone was paired up and all facing him. As if they were waiting on instructions.
"What? I'm not your mother! Go home, whatever." And Spot left the room. Lovely. This was beautiful. What would encourage a place to do mass hiring like this? The next few days would be hectic.
((All finished! It's about 10:15 pm and I'm supposed to be drying my hair. THAT'S not going to happen...until I finish... sorry about forcing everyone in this chapter. I knew I'd forget someone if I didn't though. I don't think I forgot anyone...if I did, I'm sorry and could you please tell me. I can't think for myself.))
Shoutouts:
As a treat, Buckles is typing my shoutouts and adding little comments. OK, here it goes:
Rubix_the_cube- 'S OK. I updated last chapter at school. And I read your review in school. And my teacher caught me so I went back to memorizing Romeo and Juliet. 'Gregory, on my word we'll not carry coals'. I didn't even look at a book. Wow!
Buckles: Ay, for then we would be colliers!
SparkS- (reads review) Wow, Buttons, she sounds like you!
Buttons: no she doesn't.
SparkS- yes she does! You go on at school all the time! And you do funny dances! And you call me Hon! And you look around nervously!
Buttons: so? I never blush! Ever! Well, rarely. And I'm the oldest out of you and Buckles. And I'm almost never late.
Buckles: hey! Where'd SparkS come from? This is my gig! *shoves SparkS out of the computer chair*
Strawberri Shake - I told Arrow you said, "poor Arrow" She said, "Wha?" She hasn't read it yet. Virus or something...
Buckles: I thought I got to do shoutouts!
Buttons: You get to COMMENT!
BrooklynGrl- Pool, *sigh* My eleven year old sister plays better pool than me. Some guy taught her.
Buckles: I like pools. Swimming, swimming in my swimming pool... everyone on my street has pools! And hot tubs! I like hot tubs! You run out in the winter when it's really cold and jump in the hot tub!
Ireland O'Reily- Hopefully you're happy...?
Buckles: Here's another inane comment... I'm HAPPY!
Almatari_of_arda- You didn't get the last shoutout! There was one underneath you, 'thelastweasley'
Buckles: Hey! I know her... won't say from where, though. 'Tis top secret!
Buttons: Sure....
Shadowlands: I know it's a chain. There's one in Toronto too, that's where I'm from!
Buckles: Alex left me alone with her shoutout sheet... I'm from Toronto too!
Stage- ah yes, my distracting fic.
Sapphy- um... I'll work that in?
Cassies-Grandma: Sorry, I have bad experiences with grandmas. Two of my three are... neglectful.
Buckles: If you're a grandma, aren't you a bit old for fanfiction?
Buttons: She's only thirteen.... Says so in her bio.
Buckles: Well, she's having an identity crisis, isn't she?
Buttons: JUST READ THE BIO!
Hotshot- Good! Directions!
Buckles: I get lost a lot....