Post Twenty: Going to see Nanny

[witchofthechalk]

[Tiffany Aching is currently going to visit Nanny Ogg. She's carrying a basket that has some homemade cheese in it,  as well as her note book. Family, feel free to catch her before she leaves the house. Anyone else she will be walking down the street, pointed hat and all. Nanny, she brought you some cheese.]

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[updollsdresses.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hey, guess who lives across the street from Nanny.

And is currently sitting on his porch.

And may have a kitchen knife somewhere on his person.

And is just

watching.]

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[Well....crivens. Someone is going to ignore you.]

[updollsdresses.livejournal.com]

[Aw, Tiffany, how could you ignore your friendly neighbor when he's waving at you?

That wouldn't be very polite.]

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[Of course it wouldn't. And she waves back with her best drone child smile. Tiffany is learning to act here anyway]

[bananana-dakry.livejournal.com]

[Nanny's currently in the garage, checking on her batch of scumble. She calls to Tiffany from there]

Tiffany? Tiffany, is that you dear?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Yes. It's me.

[And Tiffany quickly makes her way over...creepy man is still watching.]

I brought you some of the cheese I made.

....also. I need to talk you about something.

[May be glancing slightly over at the house across the street.]

[bananana-dakry.livejournal.com]

Well! Ain't this a nice surprise! Thank you, dear. I have to admit, I'm surprised you're so quick to be makin' cheese after that whole mess last week...

[A slight frown crosses Nanny's features but dissapears almost as quickly.

She follows Tiffany's eyes and frowns.]

Mmmm. Would you like to come in, then?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

It's relaxing.

[And thanks to Sophie's nervouse cleaning habit. When Tiffany is nervous she makes cheese.]

....Yes. That would be nice.

[bananana-dakry.livejournal.com]

[Nanny steps over and opens the door from the garage to the house.]

Well, come in. Tell me what's on your mind.

Would you like somethin'? Juice or milk or one of them them fizzy cola drinks?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[She follows her in]

Juice would be nice.

[bananana-dakry.livejournal.com]

[And a trip to the icebox later, Nanny Ogg has a glass of orange juice for her.]

Now, what's on your mind, then?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[She takes it with a nod]

Do you know someone named Mr.Teatime? An asassian from Ankh-Morpork

[bananana-dakry.livejournal.com]

Hmmm...An asassin, eh? Can't say I'm familar with him. Think he's trouble, then?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Susan says he is and when I was talking to him....there's something "off" about him. Susan said he's insane and kills anyone who bothers him. He also hates her because of something that happened one Hogswatch.

He lives across the street from you.

[bananana-dakry.livejournal.com]

Hmmm, he does, does he?..

I ain't too worried about him. He may be a professional assassin, but I'm a professional at botherin' people who want me dead.

Still, maybe you oughta tell me about that Hogswatch.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

She didn't say much about it. Just that there was an excess of belief around because Mr. Teatime kill...er, inhumed the Hogfather.

[bananana-dakry.livejournal.com]

[Excess of belief? Uh-oh...That's a dangerous thing to be messing around with, belief. And it pretty clearly bugs her.]

Inhumed the Hogfather...Hmmm...that ain't good. Ain't good at all. Man sounds like he's messin' with somethin' he don't rightly understand.

I'll be havin' a talk with Miss Sto Helit about this, I think. Can't be havin' something like that not bein' prop'rly watched.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[Nods]

That might be a good idea. She's trying to decide whether or not to warn the town about him.

[bananana-dakry.livejournal.com]

I s'pose that's her business, but I expect it shall get around eventually. [A small town where you can't go anywhere else is a hotbed for gossip, after all.]

Has he been botherin' you at all?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

That's true.

I talked to him. He thinks I'm a rather silly child who believed what ever he said. And he waved at me when I walked over here.

Susan says I shouldn't talk to him and run away if I see him.

[bananana-dakry.livejournal.com]

Well...I suppose thinkin' you're a silly child is better then him thinkin' you're sensible and a threat.

I expect that's good advice. Those sorts take any excuse to think people're worth killin'.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[She nods at that.]

Are all asassians crazy? Or is it just him?

[bananana-dakry.livejournal.com]

Couldn't rightly say. I ain't met too many.

But if it ain't just him, it's either that it makes 'em like that or they do it cause they're already that way.

[hourai-branch.livejournal.com]

Say.

I didn't know you were a witch.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[Glancing over]

...oh yes, I am.

[hourai-branch.livejournal.com]

Do you fire giant lasers?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Giant what?

[hourai-branch.livejournal.com]

Marisa can fire this big rainbow beam.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

No I can't do that.

[hourai-branch.livejournal.com]

Boring.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Perhaps. Where I come from witchcraft is supposed to actually help people. Not just show off.

[hourai-branch.livejournal.com]

But some of you do anyway, right?

[eldest-hatter.livejournal.com]

[Sophie spots Tiffany and walks over before she leaves.]

Where are you off to?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

I'm going to see Nanny. I nee to talk to her about something.

[eldest-hatter.livejournal.com]

Is something the matter?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Someone from our world showed up here. I don't know him myself but Susan does. She says his an insane assassin who kills anyone who bothers him.

[eldest-hatter.livejournal.com]

...that does sound troublesome. Do you know where they've put him here?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure. His name is Mr. Teatime and she's asked me to stay away from him.

[eldest-hatter.livejournal.com]

That might be best for now. I don't think I've ever met this Susan. Do you know her very well?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

No. But she's well known to the witches from what I've learned. She's Deaths grand-daughter.

[eldest-hatter.livejournal.com]

...Death? Is that just a name or...

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

What? Oh no. He's really Death. I've meet him twice actually. I think Susan's mother was adopted though...

[eldest-hatter.livejournal.com]

As in...he comes to people when their life is over.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Yes...well he doesn't come to everyone but witches get a visit by him when we die. I was there with Ms. Treason when he came to get her after she died.

[eldest-hatter.livejournal.com]

How strange...

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

He seems quite nice actually. I spoke to him again here when the phones went all crazy in April. He said he'd try to get a message to Granny Weatherwax from me.

....I'm not sure if that worked really because of the whole "time freezing thing." but I had to try something.

[eldest-hatter.livejournal.com]

I see. Well, I'm certain that Death would be a man of his word.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

I'm sure he will if he's able to.