Jeannie (i_blink) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2010-03-03 23:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | jeannie, march madness, rincewind, river tam |
Spring Cleaning (open)
There were a few things that Jeannie took a great deal of pride in. At the top of her list was that when she had a master that treated her well, she returned the favor a thousand fold. She did her very best to make their lives comfortable, fulfilling, and most importantly, fun. But each master had their own idea of what that meant, and she needed to mold them slowly until they had a good time in spite of themselves.
Sir Guy was one of her more stubborn masters in that regard, though he was also one of her most generous. She would have to move very slowly to get him to loosen up a bit more. He was still not comfortable with her using her powers in front of him, though he had not told her not to use them at all as her former master darling had on occasion. Which was why she used her own powers quietly and kept any other magical creatures away from the cabin.
So when the leprechauns appeared, she was very put out. Obviously that giant freak of a leprechaun had sent them because he was irritated that she had dumped tomatoes on him. He was a very poor loser. And a copy cat. Because all he was doing here was trying to get her back for the squirrel infestation. But it was very low to put her poor master through these sorts of shenanigans.
At first she simply blinked the vile creatures away, but they simply kept reappearing. Annoyingly, they usually popped back into existence in the very same place from which she had removed them with a very audible sound that was beginning to get on her nerves. Jeannie picked up a broom and began removing them in a more practical way, sweeping and shoving them, one by one out the door. Once outside, the broom was then used like a golf club, swung back and then forward with enough force to send the small creatures flying. That was satisfying, though it was a slow process to get rid of the infestation.
As soon as she removed all of the disgusting things from her master’s home, she was going to let Sweeney know just what she thought of his prank. Every time she decided he could not sink any lower, he proved her wrong. This was a particularly evil thing to do. She pushed another leprechaun out the door and instead of batting it away with the broom, she gave it a particularly vicious kick to send it flying.
“And you tell him, that I will make him pay for this!”