Third Floor Common Room, Late Afternoon.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto lay sprawled out on a couch watching some movie called Illium, supposedly about the Trojan War. Of course, back home the Trojan War was still going strong, so she was making quite loudly with the snark.

She debated with herself whether or not to open the candy she bought from Wonka's earlier in the day.

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[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

How was it that no one was around when he needed them? He'd eaten the wax lips from Wonkas and now he couldn't stop singing Christmas carols.

"Ding-dong! Merrily on high!" he belted out as he entered the third floor common room, trying to find someone. "In Fandom bells are ringing! Ding-don! Verily on sky! Is riv'n with Kawalsky singing!"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Oh, come off it, haven't you ever heard of a fighting formation! Some gr-" Callisto turned when she heard Kawalsky singing. "Oh, hey Charlie."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

He changed songs. "Do you hear what I hear? Said the night wind to the little laaaaaamb." He was probably gonna get hit for calling Callisto a little lamb.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto frowned. "Please don't sing that around SpyPrincipal Dean Bristow, he might get ideas?" Absent-mindedly she started chewing on a piece of candy. Mmm...salty.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky sat on the couch beside Callisto. He still couldn't stop singing, nor could he stop the warped lyrics coming out of his mouth. "I saaaaw Parkie kissing Santa Bristow.. underneath the mistletoe last niiiiiight.. she didn't see me creep, down the stairs to have a peep.. she thought that I was tucked up in my bedroom fast alseep.. then I saaaw Parkie tickle Saaanta Bristow.. underneath his chin so dignifieeeed.." He clamped both hands over his mouth.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto swallowed. "Charlie? Are you alright?"

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

He shook his head vehemently. "Kawalsky the buuuurlyman was a really pissed off soul, with some whacked wax lips and a Wonkas trip, and a voice that will not goooo. Kawalsky the burlymaaaan keeps on singing without delay, about Fandom Town and Lee's toast is brown, he really hopes it'll go awaaaay."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Wonka's? Did something from there make you start singing?" Callisto looked down at the half full bag of candy. "Oh, frell."

If Kawalsky were to look at Callisto's nose he might notice that it's turning a lovely shade of black.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky's eyes widened and he pointed at Callisto's nose, then at the bag, then back at her nose while singing to Once in Royal David's City:

"Once in crazy Fandom ciiiity
Stood a strange enchanted schooooool
There two students sat regaaaling
How they were both played the foooool.
Wonka was the most reviiiled
Now K and Cal want homiciiiiide!"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Huh?"

Callisto looked at her hands which were rapidly turning black. In fact every inch of her skin and her hair was either turning or had turned black.

"The frell?"

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Iiiii'm dreeeaming of a blaaaack Christmaaaas. Just like the color of your noooose.."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Wonderful. I look goth." Callisto glared,and felt the strange urge to join the Deep Thoughts club.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"You better watch out, you better not cry, you better not pout, I'm tellin' you why.. I don't know the rest of the lyyyyrics to this soooong."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"We have to find a way to fix this." Callisto pouted frowned. "So...burnination?"

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky nodded briskly and gave two thumbs up.

"Oh the weather outside if frightful
But the fire is so delightful!
Wonka has a lesson he must leeearn
Let it burn! Let it burn! Let it buuuuurn!"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto grinned in pyromanical malicious glee.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Callisto and Major K looked out
On the feast of Fandom
When the candy went about
Making them be random.
Then they got a great idea
To wreak some reve-enge
On the poor man who did this
Nothing rhymes with reeeeee-venge."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Stonehenge," Callisto supplies.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Thanks." Kawalsky blinked. "Hey, I think it's worn off. For me. Your nose is still black.. and so is pretty much all of you."