Dorms, Generally

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam struggled to open the door to the dorms. She was carrying three wooden pieces of the bunny hutch over from Shop Class, her hands were full, and she couldn't really see where she was going. She would reassemble them in Parker's room, but first she needed to get all the segments over to the dorms.

"Thank goodness I only have to carry them up one flight," she muttered. She finally pulled the door open, catching it with her foot and wiggling in the rest of the way.

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Well, thanks for helping." Parker leans over and strokes the caramel bunny's fur back, letting it sniff her fingers. "I was thinking that far corner would be best. I'm going to put down a lot of newspaper, let her wander around and have her own little place. She sleeps during the daytime anyway, so it's convenient I have a second room."

Shedding her coat, she turns to grab one of the things Sam made. "Okay. Show me how to do this, Carter."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"She's a real beautiful bunny," Anders remarks appreciatively. "Kinda envy you having all this space to yourself, but yeah, she'll have lots of room to run around. Lucky rabbit."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Esme? Daisy. Daisy? Esme. You can pet her, just don't pick her up. She kicks. Trust me on that, if she doesn't hop in your lap, don't do it."

Parker turns and pulls the other LoveSac out of the way, then points to the entertainment center. "Could you shove that down, just a couple feet, please?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders laughs a little bit as he puts his shoulder against the entertainment center and starts pushing. "Nice to know my nickname is being passed down to future generations . . . how's that? A little more?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"...You know, I've been wondering about that whole Daisy thing." Cally says smiling, having made her way back from Flight Club.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Oh gods," groans Anders, even though he's grinning. "I'm not explaining this."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally sticks out her lower lip and employs the sad puppy eyes to their fullest.

"You're gonna keep a secret from me?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

He completely melts under the sad puppy eyes and leans over to give Cally a kiss, telling her, "I'm gonna go help Sam get the rest of the pieces over here. You could always ask Parker (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/265917.html?thread=9866429#t9866429) about the Daisy thing, if you really wanna know. Or get it out of me later, maybe."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Just a couple more inches... there. Perfect!" Parker grins. "You and Cally can always name one of your daughters Daisy. *Really* pass it on to future generations."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

He chuckles as he stands up, rubbing his shoulder a bit. "And she'll never know the story behind it. Ever."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker looks wicked. "Unless her Auntie Zero spills, you mean. C'mon. Help me link up these little gate things."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Glancing over at Cally, who's just arrived, Anders tilts his head and smiles. "Promised Carter I'd help her get the rest of the pieces, but just to prove to you that we're actually separate people, maybe she can help you with that? She'd be better than me at it, anyhow."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"That'll work. Give me a minute to change clothes."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Hey, I'll help with the gates, if you don't mind." Cally smiles. "And maybe you can tell me about the whole Daisy business while we do it."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam bent down and grabbed two of the pieces. "Well, theoretically, they should all interlock," she said, linking them together. "You can make walls and corners and stuff for her to play in, or you can leave it one big open space." She took the other piece from Anders and demonstrated.

"We still have to get the ramp and a couple of more pieces to make it look more mazey, but I think once you fill it with newspaper or sawdust, it should give her lots of stuff to do."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker's glee is utterly unfettered by having to put things together. "I think a big open area, but with a couple corners for her to hide in. No more under-the-lounge for you, bunny."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Sam scowled as a thought occurred to her. "I should have made a little roof."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker considers the half-fence they have up, then the surrounding room. "You might have a point. She *can* jump that high, when motivated. She's more likely to get hung up on the fence, and I don't want that, but... Maybe make the fence higher?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I'll work something out," Sam promised. "I think bunnies like little alcoves anyway. She should have somewhere to hide if something scares her."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"And she sleeps during the day, so... let's get that part up first." Parker looks down at herself. "Hang on for a second, let me change clothes. I smell like the bar I was just in, and I don't want to rip this silk."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"You wanna go get the rest of the pieces now?" asked Anders, maybe a touch impatiently. Looking over what they had assembled so far, though, he had to be impressed. "Wow, this is the coolest bunny home ever."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, let's go," Sam nodded, already heading for the door. "I'm glad we don't have to leave this out in the hall while we make another trip."

"Thanks. It did turn out okay, didn't it?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

He nodded back, emphatically, as they started back toward the shop classroom to retrieve the rest of the bunny hutch. "It turned out great. You guys always put me to shame in shop, I swear."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam felt a little guilty. He was a teenager, and she was a 40-year-old woman with a PhD in Astrophysics. "No, I think you do really well in there--it's about thinking outside the box, and you can learn that."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

He laughed. "Yeah, if I keep hanging around Bridge it'll probably rub off, huh? Coffee-powered pumpkin flinger, I swear. That boy. Sometimes I get the feeling he doesn't realize there is a box."