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Cryptozoology 101, Thursday, Period One
Trick was not alone in the classroom today. There was a small, dapper little man standing with him, still slightly taller than Trick himself.
"Good morning, class," he said as the students filed in. "I would like to introduce you to my friend, Mumford." Mumford smiled at them, giving the students a bashful wave. "Mumford is a kind of Fae known as a Brownie. They are the Scottish and Northern English counterpart of the Scandinavian tomte, the Slavic domovoi and the German Heinzelmännchen. Brownies and their kin are incredibly helpful and friendly, excelling at cooking, cleaning, and chores, as well as an amazing ability to find bargains and deals on everything, including the latest in haute couture. Most wealthy Fae families employ several Brownies, as both domestic staff and personal shoppers."
Mumford smiled again and added, "We try to stay out of the way. Mostly, we work at night. So quiet, they never even know we're there."
Trick nodded. "Brownies adopt houses that they then look after. They have a very well-developed sense of responsibility and, traditionally, would come out at night to watch over farm animals, reap, thresh, sow, run errands, and generally make themselves indispensable. They willingly do the work left undone by the other servants--" Mumford snorted at that, a tiny little hmph! of disdain. "--though may plague them for their idleness if it seems to be deserved."
They also didn't handle extended idleness well, as Mumford wandered away to behind Trick's desk and began compulsively tidying it up. Trick just gave a good-natured sigh and continued his lecture. "Traditionally, Brownies ate bowls of cream or best milk, and cakes or porridge smeared with honey. These days, however, they've mostly updated and eat cereal." He pulled out a box of Honey Berry Crunch, causing Mumford to run back over, making grabby hands. "They have a long and fruitful relationship with humans, one of the few Fae races to do so, throughout history."
After getting his box of Honey Berry Crunch, Mumford practically skipped over to the door of the classroom and opened it. More Brownies streamed in, one for each member of the class. "Your first assignment for our class is to live with a Brownie for a full week. They will clean your dorms, cook your meals, and go shopping for you, either for basic necessities, or something more exotic, if you prefer."
"We have a gift for retail--and we never pay," Mumford boasted, making his way over to Kenzi. The others followed suit, choosing students to go home with.
"Next Thursday, they'll accompany you back to class and we'll discuss what you've learned," Trick finished. "They'll work very hard for you, so long as you don't take them for granted."
"Good morning, class," he said as the students filed in. "I would like to introduce you to my friend, Mumford." Mumford smiled at them, giving the students a bashful wave. "Mumford is a kind of Fae known as a Brownie. They are the Scottish and Northern English counterpart of the Scandinavian tomte, the Slavic domovoi and the German Heinzelmännchen. Brownies and their kin are incredibly helpful and friendly, excelling at cooking, cleaning, and chores, as well as an amazing ability to find bargains and deals on everything, including the latest in haute couture. Most wealthy Fae families employ several Brownies, as both domestic staff and personal shoppers."
Mumford smiled again and added, "We try to stay out of the way. Mostly, we work at night. So quiet, they never even know we're there."
Trick nodded. "Brownies adopt houses that they then look after. They have a very well-developed sense of responsibility and, traditionally, would come out at night to watch over farm animals, reap, thresh, sow, run errands, and generally make themselves indispensable. They willingly do the work left undone by the other servants--" Mumford snorted at that, a tiny little hmph! of disdain. "--though may plague them for their idleness if it seems to be deserved."
They also didn't handle extended idleness well, as Mumford wandered away to behind Trick's desk and began compulsively tidying it up. Trick just gave a good-natured sigh and continued his lecture. "Traditionally, Brownies ate bowls of cream or best milk, and cakes or porridge smeared with honey. These days, however, they've mostly updated and eat cereal." He pulled out a box of Honey Berry Crunch, causing Mumford to run back over, making grabby hands. "They have a long and fruitful relationship with humans, one of the few Fae races to do so, throughout history."
After getting his box of Honey Berry Crunch, Mumford practically skipped over to the door of the classroom and opened it. More Brownies streamed in, one for each member of the class. "Your first assignment for our class is to live with a Brownie for a full week. They will clean your dorms, cook your meals, and go shopping for you, either for basic necessities, or something more exotic, if you prefer."
"We have a gift for retail--and we never pay," Mumford boasted, making his way over to Kenzi. The others followed suit, choosing students to go home with.
"Next Thursday, they'll accompany you back to class and we'll discuss what you've learned," Trick finished. "They'll work very hard for you, so long as you don't take them for granted."
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Brownies
And one Mugwump. Because it's an adorable name, whatever.
These Brownies are much like Anakin's droid babies; mod your own. They won't follow you around all the time, mostly sticking to your dorm room or the common room, unless you send them off to fetch you things.
Of course, there's a catch. There's always a catch when dealing with Fae. Their behavior will change as the week goes on.
Thursday-Saturday:
*The Brownies might quickly replace your best friends. They're quiet, industrious, and neat. Your dorm room will be cleaner than it's ever been, even if you're pretty tidy yourself. Delicious food will be made for you (enough to share, if you'd like), you'll be greeted by a fresh cup of [insert favorite beverage here] when you come home or wake up, foot massages, surprise gifts, the whole nine yards.
You'll be spoiled. It'll be very nice.
Saturday evening:
*Your Brownie will idly mention that he's hungry. He will never mention this again.
Sunday:
*Things are getting a little lax, now. You're room isn't as clean, food tastes a little off. Just...little details.
Monday-Tuesday:
*Increasing trouble. Your brownie's now very passive-aggressive. He'll be very loud, banging on the wall, throwing things, destroy clothes, etc. The room is dirty, with stacks of dishes and laundry piling up. Food prepared by the Brownie is inedible: burned, cold, or mushy. If asked why, the Brownie will retort things like, "YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID." The Brownie will also refuse to leave, saying you invited him in, and this is now his home, and he's never leaving. EVER.
This only applies to your side of the room; your roommate's stuff will remain untouched, though, like with droid-babies, they'll have to suffer through the noise.
Wednesday:
*Now the Brownie is downright creepy. He'll dress in your clothing, leave odd objects about for you to trip over, mimic your voice and habits, fight over who gets to sleep in your bed. Your side of the room will be downright filthy, food will be spoiled and left there.
Thursday:
*Your Brownie will accompany you to class in their own clothing. Trick will give them all Honey Berry Crunch and after they've eaten, they'll return one last time to your dorm. Rooms will be cleaned, all the stuff they brought you will be gone. Basically, your room will be returned to its exact state (possibly a little neater) it was in when the Brownies were given to you today.
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OOC
Even if you are the type who would normally go out and purchase a hundred boxes of Honey Berry Crunch, it is a cereal that only exists in the Lost Girl reality, so Fandom won't have it in stock.
If you have questions about the assignment, ask away, either ICly to Trick, or OOcly here!
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He wasn't going to force Loki to take one, of course, but he'd like to at least know his reasoning.
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And he did not like his things touched.
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Get you to the library!
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"Would the deeds of my elder self also be excluded?"
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Before Trick could respond, the Brownie that had wandered over to Anna's desk interrupted. "Oh no, Miss Anna!" he said happily. "Indeed, you provide an excellent challenge. No food, no needs, no material goods, is that right?"
Trick shrugged at Anna. He had no idea how Brownies just knew the things they did.
"Finding ways to perform my duties under those strictures..." The Brownie grinned at her. "Exciting! I'm already thinking of a few books that you might find interesting. They're all quite rare and rather hard to come by, of course..."
Trick interrupted before that could go on much further. "Of course, if you would prefer to write an essay instead, that could be arranged as well."
And now the Brownie was pouting.
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"If you are certain," Trick said, ignoring the pouting Brownie. "This assignment isn't designed to make you uncomfortable."
Okay, so it was, sort of, but not at the outset.
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"That's enough, Mullins," Trick said. "If you'd like, you can assist me in the shop this week."
That was enough for the Brownie. He stuck his tongue out at Loki and flounced out of the room.
Trick shrugged at Loki. Brownies, man. Brownies.
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"Be prepared for the easiest job ever," she said. "As I don't exactly need much cleaning up after."
"This is weird, right?" she said, hoping one of her classmates would hear her and concur.
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Wait until Kenzi stops dancing, and she'll say hi back!
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"Mumford! When you say you don't pay, you don't mean I have to pay bail for you, do you?"
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So when the professor started explaining their assignment for the next week, and he just happened to catch an idle thought about how there was more to it than what was being said aloud, well...
He was already steeling himself for something to go wrong at some point. Let's put it that way.
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"I don't understand what you mean, Miss Kenzi," Mumford said. "Why on earth would I get caught?"
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"Oooh, a challenge," Mumford said, eyes alight. "I like you already. Mid-calf or knee?" Then he laughed. "What am I thinking? Both, of course."
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