The Gig, Sunday
Sunday, February 6th, 2011 09:34 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Firekeeper knew it was going to be one of those days when she opened up the door to the barn and was pelted with a cascade of pastel-colored candies.
Much like the stuffed toy, the horses had no idea who was responsible for such a thing. Firekeeper figured it was safe to blame Fandom when, the second Blind Seer went to go sprawl on a pile of hay for a nap, it turned in to a pile of more candy before their eyes.
The Gig was open. And full of candy.
Much like the stuffed toy, the horses had no idea who was responsible for such a thing. Firekeeper figured it was safe to blame Fandom when, the second Blind Seer went to go sprawl on a pile of hay for a nap, it turned in to a pile of more candy before their eyes.
The Gig was open. And full of candy.