51st Resurrection

[sanctus_dei]

Why look! It's your friendly neighborhood Mr. Crawford who happens to be out washing his car today at 337 Brady Lane. Sure, it might be getting a bit chilly for that, but chores are chores, right?

He'll smile, wave and give a friendly greeting to all those who pass by! That is your first clue something is wrong. But if you turn and walk away, expect to be blasted with a sudden jet of water. One that's way too strong. It'll bruise, or knock you over, or slam you against a nearby tree or mailbox. That's a hose that's been backed with gravity magic. Ouch.

And somewhere under a dumpster an alleyway would be Theo tucked away in his pod, sleeping more peacefully than he has in ages.

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[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

[Guess who found that pod in the alleyway while walking home...]

What in the hay?

[Applejack pulls out the green thing to get a better look at it, scratching her head in confusion.]

That's gotta be the biggest Brussels sprout Ah ever did see...

[She experimentally prods it with her hoof, wondering where it came from.]

[kleptophile.livejournal.com]

[Lyn is not sure what he thinks of Theo being so goddamn cheerful; he's not that well-acquainted with the guy, but he still recognizes that as belonging in the Weird As Shit category. But, well...who knows, right? Maybe he got laid or something. So, after a long moment of suspicious scrutiny, Lyn starts walking off...

...only to get hit square in the back by a jet of water hard enough to send him flying off the sidewalk and right into the street. (The edge, thankfully, not the middle.) This is what he gets for being as small and light as he is; momentum has never found it hard to make him its bitch.

But he's barely landed in the street before he's rocketed to his feet, propelled entirely by fury. He's wet, he's cold, and he is an exceedingly angry little demon.]

What the fuck was that for?!

[callinblueskies.livejournal.com]

[Getting soaked with a hose into the mailbox in front of their house was not how Rin wanted to start his day.]

OI!! What the hell you stupid old man?!?! [Storming over, dripping wet.]