Goodwin was staring at this person as if they’d just told him they were made of licorice. Their slightly absurd and vague answers confused him.
“What do you mean, help? And in what way?”
“Jeez, if I’d known this was going to turn into 20 questions, I’d have stayed home.” They jumped off the dresser, then approached Goodwin. “How I do it, that’s not important. I got a lot of ways, and all I have to do is choose one. Or you choose. I don’t care.”
Still uncertain, Goodwin contemplated all the possible methods. “So there are choices. I don’t really understand-”
“Well, depending on what the situation is, I’d hand you a little black notebook, and you’d write the name down. Or I’d write down the address to this correspondence site and give that to you. But!”
Here the mystery person abruptly snapped their back to an unnatural angle. “Since you don’t have the necessary information for those, I’ll have to keep those on lockdown. Unless you’re willing to wait a few months.”
Now Goodwin was sure this person couldn’t be human. “A few months?! I don’t have that sort of time…And telling me I can be helped with my predicament, that’s just absurd. What are you, some sort of genie or fairy godmother?”
“Eh, close.” Another snap to another angle. “Look, just tell me what you want me to do, and I’ll go out and do it. Your wish is my command, that kind of shit. So give me the command, and I shall obey to the best of my ability.”
After pondering his words for a few brief moments, Goodwin leaned in and whispered his request into their ear. He then leaned back, seeing a look of intrigue on their face.
“My, my, that’s quite the tall order. But nothing too incredibly serious. So don’t you worry!” The person practically skipped to the door, still bent in that way that made Goodwin a bit squeamish. “I shall be back in a jiffy!”
Sinbad and Shark inspected the now finished baby crib. Both of them made sure nothing was poking out, or looser than it should’ve been. They had to make sure, in case one of them made any kind of error.
“It still doesn’t look very sturdy,” Shark mumbled as he tapped one of the bars. “Did Amy not have enough to get a more reinforced one or something?”
“No. She was in between jobs or something. I forget what.” Sinbad now turned his attention to another box full of decorations, and began reaching in for something.
Shark returned to the set of Kokeshi dolls he was admiring earlier. One by one, he pulled each doll out, setting them on a random spot on the floor. He began rearranging them in a pattern when Sinbad kicked over a few of them.
“Hey! Sinbad, be careful!” Sinbad looked down, apparently not seeing where he was walking.
“Eh? Oh, sorry.” He set down what he was holding and bent down to pick them up. “Wouldn’t it be easier to set these up on one of the tables?”
“Probably.” When all of them were back in the box, Shark complied, and took his seat at Amy’s dining table. Before he pulled all the dolls out again, he looked out the window.
A mysterious person was making their way out of Goodwin’s yard, and running off in the direction of town. They were too far away for him to make their features out properly. They certainly didn’t look like anyone he knew, though.
“Hey, Sinbad!” Shark called for his fiance, who almost stumbled downstairs when he heard him. “Did anyone new move into town recently?”
Amy was trying her best not to lose the tight-lipped smile.
The instant Jenni announced her engagement to Goodwin, she could feel her heart breaking. Instead of showing it outwardly, however, she just showed a set of so-called ‘maternity wedding dresses’.
“This is going to be so fun! I can’t wait! And my parents will get to be there, oh! And you get to be my maid of honor…I can just hear the wedding bells now!” Jenni chattered on about her upcoming nuptials, leaving Amy to just smile and nod.
She was about to excuse herself for something when the door opened again. This time, instead of a giddy best friend, there was now a very perplexed individual.
“Hi there! How may I help you?” The person said nothing. Their oversized sunglasses looked gaudy and out of place as they looked around. They bit their bottom lip as though in fear.
Both women weren’t sure who this was even supposed to be. They never saw anyone around town who looked like this.
“Hello? Are you lost? Do you need assistance?” The person looked directly at them, still remaining silent as they walked towards them.
For almost a full minute, there was nothing said. Then the mystery person opened their mouth to speak in a voice not fitting to their appearance:
“I think I have the wrong place.” They then walked backwards, back out the way they came. Before going back out the door, their lips moved to say something inaudible.
Amy and Jenni stood there, waiting to see if the person would come back for directions. They didn’t.
“Wonder what that was about-” Jenni then stopped, clutching her stomach. Amy turned, horrified to see the sudden change in Jenni’s actions.
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