2nd floor, early morning

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cam stalks across the hall, heading to room 238. He knocks on the door and doesn't wait for a response before shouting;

"Damnit, Crichton! Gimme back my pillows!"

Comments

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Blue, definitely. Not pastel blue. And don't let Cam or Lee or Aeryn or Beka or Miss Parker or Kara stop you and convince you to buy me something girly.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

I'm a former special ops officer Air Force Major smart guy. They won't convince me to do nothin'. I know how to follow orders.

*says nothing about patterns and fictional characters on the pillow slips*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Buy him care bears!

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*hates and sneezes on Cam's pillows*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

OMG! John!Cooties!

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

SO happening now.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*smirks* I owe you.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*glad that Lee threw up on Kawalsky's pillows*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

It would have been really bad if he had ruined the Archie!scented pillows.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Thanks, guy. I have no doubt that you'll get my pillows to me in good working order.

*hopes Kawalsky isn't going to buy him something girly to make him look foolish*