Every Day is Thorsday

loki:

たった20秒の短いお散歩 （´・ω・｀）

My Brain: You know that fandom you’re in right now? Start a whole AU of those characters being in This Movie.

While we were eating, she suddenly looked up and asked “Did I ever tell you about your Mamaw’s cake incident at Patricia Neal?” (Mamaw passed in 2011 a month shy of 75.)

I was like “Nnoo? Why would there have been an incident?”

And she just kinda snorted and was like “Not that kind of incident. It was right after she had to have that shunt put in her head and she was in recovery. She was getting better enough that they wanted her walking a bit, so we decided to go down to the main hospital cafeteria for lunch. She got her food and hadn’t had a decent sugar count in weeks, so she got some cake to try and bring it up, and we’d just sat down at a table when we hear this soft murmur of

‘She’s got cake.’

And we both look over and this lady who looks like she’s older n’ dirt has a hand on her caretaker’s arm and is just staring at your Mamaw’s box, and it’s like a magic spell has gone off because all of a sudden the room is full of elderly zombies going “Did you hear? She’s got cake.” And that’s when we remember most hospitalized people your Mamaw’s age are diabetic and we’re basically sitting in pit of tigers with a raw steak.”

And by that point I’m already goose-honk laughing, but it wasn’t over yet.

“And your Mamaw just very calmly, very gently closes her box, and gives me this look of the purest, most distilled ‘done’ I have ever seen and says ‘I think I’ll eat in my room, Alice, if that’s alright with you’. So we get up to leave, and there are about three dozen pairs of eyes just tracking that box from table to door. I think if we’d been three steps slower, or they’d been any healthier, they’d have tried for it.”

Hotch: Excuse me person. We’re with the FBI and we’re looking for a serial killer we believe may be attached to your business/institution/whatever.

Random: How dare you! A serial killer would never be associated with our business/institution/whatever!

Hotch: You don’ understand. The person we’re looking for loves killing people.