remus

A Mischievous Milestone!

I’m pretty sure that since most humans are too busy to keep track of such things–and that some (like the human female) can’t count that high–none of the minions who read this ongoing record of my exploits have realized that, sometime in the last week, my journal has passed

TWO THOUSAND ENTRIES.

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Granted, some of them were brief announcements (often of the nature of “I didn’t do it” with a chuckle at some poor mortal’s misfortune), but I still feel this calls for some sort of recognition.

Gather, my adoring masses!  My ears await your paeans of praise!  Where are the armies marching in review?  Where are the fireworks? Where is my parade already?

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Ah, well.  At least there’s cake.

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Feel free to express your adulation in the comments!  Don’t leave me here with only the noise of Thor chewing.

The Only Thing Worse Than Costumes is a Party, Part I: Hail, Hail, the Gang’s All Here

Double ugh!  Extorting sweetmeats from the populace went well enough—with Sigyn’s wheelbarrow, we made quite a haul—and I was content with a productive evening.  But noooo!  Sigyn has wheedled and cajoled me into attending a partyForced socializing.

I’d rather chew broken glass.

I can only hope that the refreshments are good and that everyone else’s costume looks stupider than mine.

Looks like we’re some of the first to arrive.  The decorations leave a lot to be desired and I don’t see any refreshments at all.  I’m already ready to leave.

A: “Guten Abend, Sigyn!  Und guten Abend, Loki.”

S: “Doktor Arnold?  Remus?  Is that you?  Your costumes are so cute!”

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L:  “I’m glad to see you, Arnold.  Your silly bomb get-up makes my sparkly pajamas look downright dignified.”

S: “Tony!  That has to be you!  You make a fantastic Dalek!”

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TS: "Pepper wouldn't let me wear the Iron Man armor.  At least this way I 
still get to swan around in a red tin can."

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"EXTERMINATE!!"

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"Hey, Cap!  The party's this way!  Come on in!"

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CA:  “Hi, guys.  Happy Halloween.”

S: “Hee hee hee hee!  Steve, you look so cute!”

L: “It’s official.  I’m in Hel.”

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S:  “T’Challa!  You’re a kitty!”

BP:  “Indeed. Greetings, Sigyn.  You look lovely.”

S:  “And Muffy!  You look great.  But who are you supposed to be?”

M: “I tried to think of the scariest person I know.  I’m Pepper Potts in CEO mode.”

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L: “Keep your paws off my cape, you loathsome primate.”

R: <chittering>

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CA: “Hey!  Great chicken get-up, Hawkeye!”

H: “Bwaaak!  And I brought the Spider Kid.”

SM/PP: “Hi, guys!  Look!  I’m a caterpillar!”

S: “And, Bruce!   You make a very convincing turtle.”

BB: “Yeah. It just seemed sort of natural to go with green.”

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L:  “Rocket. I should have known you’d turn up if there was food.  There isn’t any, actually, but here you are anyway.  I see you didn’t put a lot of effort into a costume.”

R: “What do you mean?  This is the perfect costume.  I’m R. J.  You know–the handsome one from Over the Hedge?”

L:  “And Thor.  Don’t think I don’t recognize you under all that fake squirrel fur.  Who or what are you supposed to be?”

T: “I am the mighty Hammer…er, Hammy, also from Over the Hedge.”

L: “And you thought “demented squirrel” was a good choice because—?”

T: “I was with Rocket and the costume shop was running a two-for special.”

L: “Norns’ nighties, Thor. You’re such an idiot.”

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CA: “Bucky!  You made it!”

<snort!>  What's with the pink hoodie, Murder Boy?

BB:  “Left things ’til the last minute.  This was all they had.”

Well, it is very fetching.  I shall EXTERMINATE you last.

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Everyone: “Quill!”  “Peter!”  “Star Lord!”

Q: “Wow.  Um.  I know this is… uh… a girly tennis Smurfette outfit or something, but…It’s dress-up day, right?  So I figured, go with an opposite, because I’m, uh, very manly and… Hey!  I brought a mix tape!  Anybody want to dance?”

L:  Someone please kill me now.

to be continued…

More Mischief is Always Better. Part I: A Favor For an Old Friend

When I saw how shocked/dismayed/horrified the human female was to learn that some complete stranger had stolen her Social Security Number and her identity, I will admit, I felt things.

Remorse?  Pity? Compassion?

Snort.  Have you met me?

They say there’s such a thing as carrying a prank too far but, ladies and gentlemen,

I scoff.

More mischief is always better!  

And since there is already some stranger out there wandering around with her SSN and identity, I figured it couldn’t hurt too badly if there were a friend out there wandering around with it too.  “The evil you know,” and all that.

Which is why I have taken the delightful liberty of using her number to provide a fiscal identity for someone who is actually already employed, albeit off the books.

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Someone who’d like to step into the light and become a documented member of the work force.

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Here you go, Remus.

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Arnold, that flea-riddled simian of yours is now more than just a banana-throwing lab experiment.

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Congratulations, Remus!  You make America proud!

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Prunus tripla

It is still cherry season.  The human male did the grocery marketing and came home with a bag of the biggest, blackest cherries I have ever seen.

How big are they?

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They’re a little less than one Benno in height, about two Bennos around, and about three Bennos in weight.

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He’s terrified of them.

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Run, Benno, run!

There are a lot of twin cherries in the double handful the human female brought for lunch.

Idunn’s Pomes and Ponytails!  It’s a triple cherry!  I have never seen the like!

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How does one pull a triple cherry?  I guess we need someone else to participate.  No, Fisi, I’m not letting you do it. I don’t want hyena spit on my fruit!

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Let’s go see if we can find someone else to play with us…

(meanwhile)

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