#yayfall

fall moon !

Toady and Froggy are enjoying fall!! and are available as handmade stickers in my small shop

It’s the first day of fall, and nothing says fall more than frantically going through the closet and being dismayed that not only are no new, cute outfits in there, but the ones that were have mysteriously shrunk over the summer.

“I can’t possibly take any pictures,” the Charles figure says. “I haven’t got any pants.”

I look over at the pair I tried sewing, and back at him, to guilt him into appreciating my efforts, but he is having none of it.

“Aha, no. Those were made of your old cargo shorts, which I am trying not to judge you for-“

“No, I know what I dressed like, judge away.”

“-But they were old and terrible even then and now, those are just sad and discolored. Prisons provide nicer garments.”

“I’ll help you look for them. Where did you last see them?” Rey bends down to relay the instructions to BB-8.

“I already looked there, thank you though.”

“You can borrow mine, bruh.” Ted/Neo nods and offers a thumbs up at the Charles, who eyes his black cargo pants with suspicion, and disdain, while Ted/Neo continues blithely on. “I can wear those. They remind me of when I first left the Matrix and was in the real world and had homemade clothes. There were these little moths that made holes in them. I thought it was cool, being able to provide. So you can wear mine.”

“…Right. No thank you.”

“Don’t even LOOK my crotch!” Anakin quickly wraps himself in his robes and continues glowering.

The Charles looks at him, and then at Strange, who is arranging the rings on his wrists. “Isn’t there a spell you can do, to locate them?”

“Mhmm.” Strange continues, moving the tiny sling ring to another loop on his belt. The Charles waits a bit, and when nothing more is forthcoming, prods. “Will you?”

“Mmmm no. It’s obviously a lost cause as long as this apartment is as messy as it is. So you won’t be able to find them until SHE-“ he points towards me, “-actually does some straightening up.”

They all look at me then, the Charles figure making a show of pulling the front of his dress shirt down for modesty.

And that is how cleaning up is going, guys.

Late edit: the pants were found. See, this is why we clean: to get everything out again when I think of some other project I want to resume.

The Charles figure needed some coffee after that, even if it is off-brand.