Open RP. Bother my duck.

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

((Sorry I disappeared. Birthday on Saturday, piles of university forms on Sunday, got a bit lost.))

Duckula was tired. An unusual phenomenon for a vampire, admittedly, but he was tired. It was getting dark and he wasn't sure if he wanted a midnight snack, or if he wanted to get some sleep. Either way, he didn't know where to go for them. The mouse-cousin-something had told him New Orleans Square, so despite being sure he'd asked his castle to go to California, not Louisiana, he found a map and made his way there.

Problem was, once he was there, he didn't have a clue where to go. There was a large house which made him feel significantly more at home, but to be honest, it was his original intention to get away from home. At least it was sunny here. He just wished Nanny and Igor were here, along with his castle. What he'd give right now to see a friendly and familiar face, rather than all these definately 3-D people and a mouse he didn't know.

With this, Duckula gave up on his wander through his new home and kicked the dirt, hoping someone would turn up and tell him where he could get food and where he was actually allowed to sleep. Skaffen had said something about a Ms Sneddon, but where was her restaurant? He was lost, he was sure of it.

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[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

"Hello your Countship."

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

Duckula jumped, but the voice was familiar, so he relaxed a touch, turning around to see exactly who it was, as his memory evaded him as to who's voice it was. Oh, the ginger girl who'd never told him her name. Time to amend that, he supposed. "Oh, hello." He didn't mention that you were supposed to address Counts in his part of the world 'your Excellency', as most people in Transylvania addressed their Counts with 'aaaaaaaaah, VAMPIRE'. "You never did tell me your name."

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

In response, she started to dance.

"I am Pippi Longstocking, hope and a hey and a hope sha nah! I am Pippi Longstocking, that is who I am!"

And she finished with a little "tah dah!" flourish.

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

Duckula, far from being embarrassed or laughing at her was actually rather impressed. He grinned and gave her the best applause a cartoon duck could. "That was very nice." He smiled widely at her and pulled out his juggling balls, "My turn." Starting to juggle, he muttered under his breath, "Juggle, juggle, juggle..."

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

Pippi grinned and applauded.

She particularly liked the "Juggle, juggle, juggle" song.

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

He caught all the balls and magically shoved them into a pocket he didn't have. "Thank you, Pippi." The Count was most shocked that someone, for once, had appreciated his talents. He decided he wouldn't throw all that hard work away by singing. Yet.

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

"You're very welcome." she said. "Are you exploring?"

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm rather wondering where I can live. And where to get food." He shrugged, "I haven't got the right hat for it, but I guess I am exploring, yes."

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

Pippi thought for a moment.

"Well we could probably find you a proper hat in Adventureland." she mused. "And assuming we're standing at the gate to the Haunted Mansion you can get food right there (http://www.allearsnet.com/dlr/din/menu/men_fren.htm)!" she said turning and pointing to a sectioned off area in front of the train station.

"I think I saw a sign that the soup of the day was cream of broccoli in a bread bowl... You're a vegitenarian ja?"

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

"Ah, Adventureland. I spotted that somewhere. Does seem like the sort of place to have adventuring hats. It's false advertisment otherwise." Duckula followed her pointing, "Oh, right. It's free, then?"

Then he heard the magical word 'broccoli' and couldn't contain his glee. "Yes and yes. Oh, that's brilliant."

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

Pippi nodded. "Yeah, as far as I can tell, there's no need for money around here. Or if there is, there's nobody to take it."

She reached out to take his hand wing hand wing hand.

"Come on, I'm a bit peckish myself."

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

Duckula was quite happy to take Pippi's hand, amused by how absolutely absurd it felt, because she was human, and this was just weird. "Well, if you say it's free, I'm not one to turn down some good soup."

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

Pippi skipped along leading Duckula around to the entrance to the food service area, letting go when they got to the door and running in.

She looked around for a moment and then began clamoring up onto a counter to get to the other side.

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

Duckula coughed a little and pointed to the gap in the counter, so just walked around to meet her on the other side. "That was decidedly easier, I think. So, where's the food and who makes it?"

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

"The food's back here." She said hopping over the sneeze guard "And... I don't know who makes it."

She pulls a chair over to stand on and grabs a 'bread cauldron' off a pile and opens a big pot labeled 'cream of broccoli' to ladle steamy hot soup into the hollowed out loaf of bread.

While she's doing that, she turns away from the pile of bread and leans over, blocking Duckula's view of it.

When she straitens up to offer him the bread... There's a new loaf on top of the pile, exactly where the one she took had been.

"Here you go!"

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

He grinned at the sight of the food and took the bread off her, then looked twice between the loaf in his hands and the one on top of the pile. "Where...where did that come from?" He was rather puzzled by this. "Thank you, though."

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome!" Pippi smiled, and she looked back at the bread. "That'sa good question... I've not quite figured it out myself... Watch this!"

She reached over and grabbed a black plastic plate that was shaped like Mickey's head. There was cheesy macaroni in the face, red grapes in one ear, and apple slices in the other. She would have gone for the chicken strips but... Well, she was with a duck.

She also grabbed a tray and held it between them and where the plate was, so they couldn't see the now empty spot.

After a moment, she turned the tray flat and placed the plate she took on it, and there was another plate now in its place!

She took that too.

She didn't know what kids these "kids meals" were for, but they must not be very hungery kids.

"Happens every time."

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

That was a very oddly shaped plate, but Duckula watched intently. "That's...that's a great magic trick, you know." He thought he'd try and work this out for himself, and picked up a nearby apple. Sure enough, a few seconds later, another one was in its place.

"If only my castle did this. The times I've woken up at night to find there's a mouldy lump of cheese, a tomato with fur on it and one slice of bread left in the fridge."

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

"I suppose it is. I just wish I knew how I was doing it." she said breaking off a grape and popping it in her mouth.

She watched him grab an apple.

"It is quite convent but...I kinda like to cook. Ya know?"

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

"Well, I didn't even try to do that, so maybe it's really maaaaagical." he waved his fingers in mystery and started on his bread and soup, "I quite like it, really, as I'm used to someone cooking for me. And it's much worse than this, trust me."

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

"I suppose I will get used to it, but I grew up on a ship myself, and then I lived in a big old house. There's always something that needs doing when you live in a ship or a big old house... I think eventually I'll be at quite a loss for what to do with myself... Hopefully I'll go home before that happens."

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

"Ah well, I sometimes had to make food for midnight snacks." Duckula shrugged and ate some more soup. "Because Nanny was afraid of the dark, somehow." He hated to think how the real vampires got on, having a snack...oh.

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

Pippi paused holding a bunch of grapes over her head and eating them off the stem.

"Oh you had a Nanny? What was that like?"

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

"Not my Nanny, she's just Nanny." Duckula shrugged, and didn't want to look nearly as pathetic as he was. "She makes food, cleans, knocks down walls..."

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, I used to do that for my Papa when I lived on his ship. I wasn't called a 'Nanny' though."

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

"Well, I assume you weren't paid. Why I paid her for breaking my walls, I don't know." Perhaps because Nanny and Igor were part of the castle more than anything.

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

"Getting from room to room must be a snap with her around."

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

"Well, she's good for escaping from prisons, definately." He shrugged, "It's just difficult having any rooms to go between after a bit."

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

"I suppose after a while the whole place would be one big room."

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, and I quite like my castle in tact."

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

"You must know a good contractor."

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

"Well, they're crows. Who like to steal off me." Duckula shrugged, there wasn't much he could do about it. "And follow me to Egypt, for that matter."

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

"Well... at least you know they're always available when you need work?"

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

"And they know I'm avaliable when they need silverware."

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

"Not big on finger foods are they?"

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

"Or they just like my silverware. Stupid crows, attracted to anything shiny."

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

Rather reminded Pippi of Thunder Carlson and Bloom that did.

"I think I know exactly what you're talkin about." she grinned.

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

Duckula was halfway through eating some soup when she said this, and he had to swallow before he could grin properly, "Finally, someone understands my plight." Not something that happened often.

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

"I have a couple of crows of my own. Well... meta... meta-four-ly they're crows... Attracted to anything shiny and always up to no good when I'm away or not lookin."

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

"You have them? As in you own them?" Duckula was curious about how someone owned a bird.

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

"Huh? No. They're people. I don't own them, they're just around a lot. I have them in the sense that they're there."

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

Duckula nodded, rather relieved, "Good, I was concerned that you thought you could actually own them." Slavery, that was. The sort of thing his ancestors would have approved of, no doubt.

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

Pippi paused, mid-chew.

"Those guys? Why would I want to, even if I could?"

No no, Pippi would never think of owning a person. She's never found a guy napping in a field and considered taking him home and keeping him as a pet in a rabbit hutch and feeding him dandelion greens... Nor was this non-existent guy the Mayor.

Really.

[tomato-fiend.livejournal.com]

Duckula shrugged, "I don't know, people have some funny ideas about the ownership of living things at times."