Fandom Radio, Monday, March 4th

[myownface]

Morning, Fandom. This is Sparkle, and I totally blew off work yesterday and you know what? It was amaaaazing. Everyone should give that try sometime, it's great.

Kinda helps that I'm my own boss. Which is kick. Ass.

Anyway, now there are notes, and I can't blow this job off because the squirrels are pushy and have really good aim with acorns, so I'm gonna read 'em. All from town, which makes my life a little easier.

So, Seivarden finally got around to pulling the axe out of her apartment door yesterday - holy shit, who the *beep* did you finally piss off bad enough to send that kind of message? - and Peter was, you know. Understandably concerned, since it's generally not a nice sign when people are leaving weapons embedded in your door. Or, like, his door. Peter, you're too *beeping* patient. You deserve better. Amaya was hard at work at the forge doing a personal project to fill some gaps on the weapons wall when Seivarden stopped by to say she was sorry for any axe-related hassle and... like, did someone have a gun to her head?

*Chittering*

... So she did, like, some kind of 'basic human decency' move and apologized for her crap without being prompted?

*Chittering*

Maybe she has a secret twin. Or maybe yesterday was just a really cold day in Hell. Anyway, she brought Amaya back to the apartment to see if there was anything that she could possibly do about fixing the door. I think you can also, like, talk to the landlord and just cough up for the damages, but I imagine Amaya appreciates having something to do.

At Furnado, Summer had some new animals in that were basically just... like... little round chirping balls of hair. Which is weird, but I guess if anybody ever wanted to cuddle the stuff you pull out of your shower drain, now's your chance.

And finally, Atton was having a special on drinks for quiet people at Caritas, which means mostly that he was just too hung over to remember that 'be quiet' is a hopeless cause in a bar, even on a Sunday night. Nice thought, but hopeless. Octavia had to actually do talking in order to order a good Canadian beer, and seriously, I have to applaud her tastes. Jack had the quiet thing down, texting Kaidan to get his ass there to check up on Atton before texting me to get my ass there to check up on Atton. He had a hangover. I bullied him. That's love, guys.

And that's all the notes, so I'm gonna go home, and if Atton's still there I'm gonna make sure he hasn't swallowed his own tongue or something. Until next week.

Fandom Radio- Tuesday, March 5

[gobrookeyourself]

Good morning! This is Brooke Davis, a year older and more fabulous. Let's hear what else happened yesterday, hm?

At school, Acting prepared for their standup routines at Caritas on Wednesday. So I guess if you're not busy that night, that's a thing you can check out. Adulting learned about budgeting, Hubris class learned about Buddhism, and Civil Disobedience learned about restraints, and there are so many comments I won't make about that being a high school class.

In town, Beau was less surly at the gym. Huh. Rosa dealt with shoe showers at the trooper station, and at Turtle and Canary, Summer was sporting a new look, and Kanan was bored enough to come in and talk about hair and bringing cats to space. Movie class watched a classic, Liam and Verity had a night in at home after I guess some bad stuff, and Mike and I celebrated my birthday.

And that's all that happened yesterday that the squirrels felt the need to document. See you next week, Fandom.