Fandom Radio, Tuesday, December 25

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Merry Christmas Fandom, you're listening to WTFH Fandom Radio, Seely "How the hell did a squirrel get to Archenland?" Booth broadcasting.

And seriously, how did you get here?

*chittering*

Well, I guess that makes sense.

*inquisitive chittering*

No, I don't have any rum. Oh, don't give me that look, you just said you volunteered. Look, go down to the kitchens, I'm sure you can find cooking sherry or something.

Anyway, now he's gone, on with the news.

( On the first day of Christmas a squirrel brought to me... )

And that's all the holiday news that's unfit to print, so until next time this is Seely "Don't bogart the booze" Booth, signing off.

Fandom Radio, December 26

[fates_jaye]

Jaye: Yeah, it's me. Okay, look. All I know is I came back from dinner, there was a squirrel in my room, and it was very emphatic that I read his notes. I'm still in Niagara, I don't know who's operating the radio station. Squirrels? Do you think they can do that?

*sound of chittering*

I take it to mean they're very smart squirrels. Okay, so let's go ahead and get this-

*knock knock*

I'm busy!

Sharon: Mom wants to know what you're doing up here!

Jaye: Needle drugs. Go away!

*door closes*

Jaye: That was not an invitation!

Sharon: It'll keep me from having to- Oh my god is that a squirrel?

Jaye: What are you doing?

Sharon: Calling animal control.

Jaye: ...It's a squirrel!

Sharon: It could have rabies!

*chittering*

Jaye: Well, great, Sharon, now it hates you.

Sharon: Ow! What was-

Jaye: That was a nut. You wouldn't know anything about those. Now either stay or don't, I'm kind of in the middle of a thing here.

Sharon: As long as you're sure the squirrel isn't going to bite me. The holidays are nuts at hospitals, I don't want to spend six hours in the ER.

( oh, they got talky )

*shuffles papers*

Jaye: I mean, did the whole town leave?

Sharon: If you're done talking to yourself, I'm going to go back where the sane people are.

Jaye: Meaning you're done with your cigarette?

Sharon: Pretty much. Bye, imaginary people.

*pause, door shutting*

Jaye: Go get 'er, squirrel.