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[gottaknockhard]

[The journal has been relatively quiet, considering how the castle seemed to be going through its usual mood swings. Unusually strong for its usual mood swings, but still, Spike noticed. But he doesn't want to talk about the castle, or death, or magical-catastrophe-whatever, and he can't blame anyone else for feeling the same way. He just wants something to eat. Preferably something that requires no wishing (seeing how that's been backfiring lately), or effort of any kind.

Which is why he's making a bowl of cereal in the kitchen in middle of the night.

After a fair amount of staring dead-eyed into the depths of the fridge, he dictates to whoever might be hoarding out there.]

We're out of milk.

Comments

[mal_addict]

I wasn't aware we could even be out of milk.

[gottaknockhard]

Unless there's another fridge I don't know about.

[mal_addict]

Nope.

Maybe it's time we invested in a cow.

[gottaknockhard]

Sounds more practical than a storage room.

[mal_addict]

And we could move a cow around with us a lot easier.

[gottaknockhard]

I don't know why that solution never occurred to me.

[mal_addict]

I suppose you really don't know the best solution until you really have to use it.

[gottaknockhard]

When it doesn't help you.

[When was the last time he even saw a cow...]

[mal_addict]

Hmmm. Well, there are farms about the place, right? I'm sure one of those has a cow.

[gottaknockhard]

[And he's having cereal for dinner because he has patience for food.]

Now that you mention it, a steak sounds even better.

[mal_addict]

[That is not a balanced meal, Spike]

Well, that escalated quickly. Poor cow.

[gottaknockhard]

[The hint is to bring him a steak dinner, Mal.]

It's going to a good cause.

[mal_addict]

[Get your own damn steak dinner]

That cause being you?

[gottaknockhard]

At least part of it.

[mal_addict]

Perhaps someone will take pity with this sad story, and get you a cow.

[gottaknockhard]

[He's actually thinking about the smoke house now, which is suddenly depressing. Is anyone even keeping up with that stuff?]

I think I'm on my own.

[mal_addict]

Shall I play a little violin for you?

[This is the house of no sympathy, it seems]

[gottaknockhard]

Maybe that would get more attention.

[mal_addict]

You think it might get the bleeding hearts of the castle interested in your sorry, cow-less case?

[gottaknockhard]

It could happen.

[mal_addict]

True. It could. Maybe. If you were lucky.

[gottaknockhard]

That's one thing I'm not.

[mal_addict]

Oh come on now, I'm sure you're plenty lucky.

[gottaknockhard]

There are different kinds of luck.

[mal_addict]

I always thought it was the same luck, only found in different situations.