[Milliways: Mel and Lilly's Living Room]

[slayer_fray]

There's been a lot going on with the tenants of suites 132 and 134, what with Slaying and grabbing and invalids and blossoming romances and relaunching businesses and security and bartending and things. A lot.

What there hasn't been, in someone's very important opinion, is enough Stampy-loving.

And when there's not enough Stampy loving, bad things happen.

Like sacred dedicated scythe-like weapons that certain miniphants won't let go off, no matter how much dangling-from-her-trunk it involves.

"No, really, Bignose, I hafta go to work."

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[mnt_mike]

"Whaaaaaat. I had to try! I mean, it was either that or try and make her a scythe in her size, and it's too early for that level of arts and crafts."

Too early for Mike, he means.

[slayer_fray]

Mel glares at Mike, then at Stampy. Then she rather unceremoniously drops the scythe.

Only, she angles it so Stampy can make floor contact first.

"Fine, I'll just ask Bar for stakes."

[mnt_mike]

Now it's his turn to cringe. While he's well aware of the fact that she can take care of herself, he'd prefer she go on patrol with something more than just stakes. Something like a long range weapon of sorts. Something along the lines of her Scythe.

Clearly it's Mike's turn to wrestle with the mini-phant.

"Well...rrrr...in theory...leggo...sure...damnit..."

[slayer_fray]

See, now it's Mike wrestling, Mel can sit on the edge of the couch and watch.

"Cause actual demons are really rare, so it's not like I'll

need

to behead anything."

[mnt_mike]

But...ferthaluva...it's...LEGGO...it's more humane way of putting people down."

Damn Stampy really is good at this game. Automatically Mike blames Raph for this.

[slayer_fray]

"They turn to dust anyway," Mel points out.

[mnt_mike]

"Most things do when they die...you know, eventually."

He's down on the ground now, attempting what looks more like a pull tug than a true game of tug o' war.

[slayer_fray]

"Not as quick as lurks do," Mel says.

She stands, and crosses the room in a couple of strides, grabbing Stampy around the middle.