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[flybywash]

A pirate walks into a bar.

Sounds like a funny joke, right? It's even funnier if you were paying attention and noticed that right before this pirate walked into the bar, it was wearing a Hawaiian shirt and brown jumpsuit.

Wash doesn't realise anything's amiss until he absently scratches his forehead. He stops. Then both hands are frantically groping at the bandanna tied around his head, and he looks down at himself and gapes at the outfit: boots, sword, vest, frilly shirt and all -- not to mention that his hair's suddenly grown at least a foot and a half. When he gives it a cautious tug, it's affirmed that no, this is not a wig.

"Oh, come on, how is this fair?" he complains to no one in particular. "I can't pull pranks on the ship anymore, but you can pull 'em on me?"

The Bar helpfully adds some earrings and a necklace.

"Gorrammit all to...."

And grumbling in both English and Mandarin, he shuffles toward his booth, costume clinking merrily with each step.

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[flybywash]

Wash, once he actually makes it over to the bar, eyes it skeptically.

After looking right, then left, he reaches out and gives the ribbon a tiny pull.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*FOOM! Thats this muns new favorite word, FOOM. It's so descriptive! In this case, it describes the sound of thousands of plastic gold coins exploding upwards. Left in the box are a note and something weird.*

[flybywash]

"GYAH!"

Wash recoils as the coins go flying everywhere. A few catch him in the face, and he yelps again, trying to bat them away in self-defence. Once they seemed to have stopped, he edges back toward the bar and picks up one of them.

Nope, not real. Gŏushĭ.

Ready to run at any moment, he leans over and cautiously peers into the box.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*There are two things in the box. The note, which reads "Happy April first- Tim" And a Klein bottle, which is obviously impossible. For those who are unaware, a Klien bottle is a 3D moebius strip, and technically, shouldn't be able to exsist in real space, as the inside and the outside are both the same plane of glass, and so the contortions that it has to make are... weird. It hurts to look at for too long. but if you put something in it, thats never coming out.*

[flybywash]

It doesn't look like anything else is about to explode any time soon, so Wash, still taking care, picks up the note.

And snorts back a laugh when he reads it. "Thanks, Tim."

When he sees the Klein bottle, the wry humour slips away into something like awe. He pulls it out for a closer look...which he can't do for more than a minute before his eyes start watering.

"And, of course, I have no pockets." He sets it on the Bar and gives it a mock-glare. "Which is your fault, if I can point that out. Think you can at least hold onto that for me until you decide I can look normal again?"

If a plank of would could look innocent, the Bar would be right now. The Klein bottle vanishes.