Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz (
doofenstrudel) wrote2011-08-16 01:30 pm
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03 - So Very Thirsty
[A - Action - 457 Stone Street, backdated to Monday]
[So there was the day's milk delivery. And there was the helpful poster, attached to the house's mailbox, declaring that the milk was "mandatory". Which brings us to the Doof, blithely going about his morning in a milk-free fashion. He's scrambling eggs! And making toast!]
Ha! "Mandatory", my nose! I am far too evil to comply with anything "mandatory"!
[And there's cackling, and general being pleased with himself as he eats his breakfast... But oh, the toast is dry. The eggs are too salty. He's thirsty...]
...boy, I could really use a glass of milk.
[No helping it, then. He pours himself a nice big glass, gulps it down, grimaces slightly...]
...That... wasn't so bad.
[Aaaaand he doubles over with sudden stomach cramps.]
[B - Action - Bakery, again backdated to Monday]
[Stomach cramps are no deterrent to Heinz Doofenshmirtz going to work! So there he is. At work. Pale, and shivering, and glassy-eyed, and making a valiant effort at frosting a cake. The pink roses are three layers deep, now.]
I... think I now understand why the letter said to... to not drink the milk....
[So there was the day's milk delivery. And there was the helpful poster, attached to the house's mailbox, declaring that the milk was "mandatory". Which brings us to the Doof, blithely going about his morning in a milk-free fashion. He's scrambling eggs! And making toast!]
Ha! "Mandatory", my nose! I am far too evil to comply with anything "mandatory"!
[And there's cackling, and general being pleased with himself as he eats his breakfast... But oh, the toast is dry. The eggs are too salty. He's thirsty...]
...boy, I could really use a glass of milk.
[No helping it, then. He pours himself a nice big glass, gulps it down, grimaces slightly...]
...That... wasn't so bad.
[Aaaaand he doubles over with sudden stomach cramps.]
[B - Action - Bakery, again backdated to Monday]
[Stomach cramps are no deterrent to Heinz Doofenshmirtz going to work! So there he is. At work. Pale, and shivering, and glassy-eyed, and making a valiant effort at frosting a cake. The pink roses are three layers deep, now.]
I... think I now understand why the letter said to... to not drink the milk....
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...hah. What? In Mayfield? No, no one has reported any platypuses around. If he's here, he'd have tried to... to foil me by now.
[More water. Then a pause to let his stomach gurgle.]
...I can go home now, yes? I think it would be a good idea to go home now, this is probably the sixth time I've wound up on the floor today.
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[He eyes Marui suspiciously.]
I'm not walking home with you if you're in a skirt.
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Excellent use of the head-in-hands icon, oh yes.
[And up to his feet! Leaning heavily on the counter as he does.]
Just... get me in the general area of Stone Street, and I should be fine.
haha, ty ty o/
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Let's go.
...and don't forget your desserts!
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Alright, let's get going, then.