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Second Floor Common Room [Come one, come all.]

After waiting in his room for Carter for over an hour Jack decides that he must've been blown off. Either that or that she's working on something and still thinks she has "two more minutes."

Either way Jack has decided to go watch some TV to take his mind off it all.

"Ooh hey, Jon Smith. Huh. That kinda looks like the librarian."

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"I hope I can manage to avoid the gremlins and the locker," Peter said without any worry. His spider-sense would be helpful around here.

Not following Anakin's advice, Peter found himself asking, "Bunny porn flipbooks? How on earth did anyone find out that he's bribable with that? Who HAS something like that?"

"It was hand-drawn just for the little pink terror," Anakin said. "He takes something of yours and demands something in return. He lives on the sixth floor with Duo and Hamlet. He's still better than the gremlins. Or the toaster that speaks in rhymes."

Anakin can't believe this stuff has become normal for him.

Even Peter was considering the toaster in disbelief. "Toaster. Gotcha."

"Question, BB: Why is a toaster rhyming?"

"It talks in rhyme all the time, it insults you and you're little dog too!" Jack was proud he managed to think that one up.

"Are you friendly with the toaster?" Peter asked.

"Nope, never even met it. Lucky from what I hear."

"It hit on me," Anakin muttered. "Talk about uncomfortable moments."

"It... Hit on you? I... Am somewhat afraid to ask but: how?"

Peter stared for a long moment. "Okay, the toaster has done it. My brain is broken. Well done, BB."

"And it only took me ten minutes," Anakin said. "This will be normal for you in about a week. Be afraid. And avoid John Crichton's toaster."

He ran a hand through his hair. "Um, let's see. There's a professor around here who runs around in a blue skintight outfit with antennae. He's not insane."

"Right, Tick isn't insane, he's just 'enthusiastic.'"

"Well done," Peter said. "You should get a medal."

"Blue tights, antennae, perfectly sane." Peter refused to mention how not completely not strange that was to him. He really wanted to try to be a normal kid here. It clearly wouldn't be easy. "What does he teach?"

"JUSTICE!"

Anakin looked embarrassed. "Um. Sorry. Criminal Justice. He's actually my favorite teacher. I didn't want you to be confused by him if you saw him in the hallway."

Peter laughed. "He's a superhero, right?"

Anakin nodded. "Uh-huh."

He scratched his chin. "What else should you know? Um. Cafeteria is run by a guy who's pretty incomprehensible and his lifemate, an angry chicken. Sometimes eating there makes you sing songs you might not know. Haven't met the new principal yet, but I hear he's fairly terrifying. There's a fairly capricious sense of punishment around here--get caught doing something wrong can land you in detention or in a holiday pageant. And the campus is guarded by a giant white ball."

Peter went along with it this far, so he might as well keep going. "That sounds about right. Why not a giant white ball? Is it at least friendly?" he asked.

"I really didn't think I'd ever find a place stranger than New York."

"I've never been to New York--" Anakin pronounced it a little awkwardly, "but yeah. I've been around. And this is just about the strangest place ever."

"Well, at least I won't be surprised if I see an elephant skiing around town or something," Peter said. "We haven't had a skiing elephant anywhere, have we?"

"Not yet, and again, I'm blaming you if we get one."

Anakin grinned. "You settling in okay? Roommate not an overly perky female ninja who decorated your room without asking if you wanted stuff hanging from your ceiling?"

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"Don't forget the pirate. Warn him about the pirate."

"Oh yeah. The pirate hears all, sees all, and tells all on the radio."

Anakin rolled his eyes. "He has also been known to sell copies of particularly humiliating events to the school."

"But on the plus side you're a well-known celebrity now."

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"Yeah, if the Jedi thing doesn't work out, I have a promising banthabell folk singing career ahead of me." Anakin rolled his eyes. "Exactly what I've never wanted to do."

[OOC: Thank you!]

Jack couldn't help but laugh at Anakin's... excitement.

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