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Egg Minder: Fantasy
Jul. 30th, 2013 06:28 pm"I can't stay long, dear, the egg minder is watching the eggs to make sure that they're at the right temperature, but I don't like trusting those things for longer than necessary. Never as sensitive as a mother's underbelly, that's what I say, no matter what the advertising says."
Celia smiled at the large Komodo dragon wearing a lace dress and a mob cap and decided not to tell her that the original egg minder was invented for people who *ate* eggs, not ones who sat on them. On the other hand, she was perfectly sure that the Komodo dragon would also eat eggs--other people's eggs--should the occasion arise. "that's fine, dear. I know that you're busy, I just wanted to get your opinion on this bed of sand that I've been offered. The seller claims that it's something special, that the reptilians will go crazy for it, but I'm not sure."
Komodo eased forward in her chair. "A new bed of sand? Something special? Dear, I love the volcanic black sand bed I have at home, but a little redecorating wouldn't go amiss, and something special would certainly--"
Inspiration: Randomly googling "minder" (from my timer).
Story potential: High.
Notes: And it...does something...and Celia ends up in charge of a brood of sentient baby Komodo dragons. Hee! Possibly related to some pawn shop idea I had a while ago. I think.
Celia smiled at the large Komodo dragon wearing a lace dress and a mob cap and decided not to tell her that the original egg minder was invented for people who *ate* eggs, not ones who sat on them. On the other hand, she was perfectly sure that the Komodo dragon would also eat eggs--other people's eggs--should the occasion arise. "that's fine, dear. I know that you're busy, I just wanted to get your opinion on this bed of sand that I've been offered. The seller claims that it's something special, that the reptilians will go crazy for it, but I'm not sure."
Komodo eased forward in her chair. "A new bed of sand? Something special? Dear, I love the volcanic black sand bed I have at home, but a little redecorating wouldn't go amiss, and something special would certainly--"
Inspiration: Randomly googling "minder" (from my timer).
Story potential: High.
Notes: And it...does something...and Celia ends up in charge of a brood of sentient baby Komodo dragons. Hee! Possibly related to some pawn shop idea I had a while ago. I think.
