Rooms 239/240: Moving Day [After Classes]

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Even though Marty was given an invitation to move into Room 239/240 by Jack on Sunday, it wasn't until today that Marty finally found the time to pack up his belongings and start the migration to his new digs down the hall.

Sure... Some people would say he was crazy to give up a single but Marty couldn't resist the opportunity to figure out what those Colorado Refugees were trying to hide from the rest of the school.

Marty picked up his first box and looked over to Camilla.

"C'mon girl. Let's go meet our new roomies."

So together Marty and his pet chicken started the migration down the hallway.

[Open to all to want to help Marty move... and the unsuspecting residents of 239/240 of course]

Comments

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Jack surfs through his wallet and pulls out a twenty, handing it to Marty.

"You realize we may both die here tonight? Or today if they're really angry?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Hey... I'm buying them an espresso machine and a wide screen TV. They're okay with me. You're the one in hot water, buddy." Marty says pocketing the twenty.

"Don't worry. I've got your back. I'll have Camilla stand guard."

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, but you're buying it with my card, right?"

"Thanks. Camilla wouldn't by any chance be the one with the uzi from Zombie Weekend now, would she?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"You think I'm spending my money?" Marty asked.

"That wasn't Camilla on Zombie weekend. That was Der Schnitzel, her sister. But Camilla knows her stuff."

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"So in reality I'm buying it for them, you're just picking it out."

"Please tell me her stuff is more then pecking at the ankles."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Well that's just part of your punishment. The espresso machine's really for them. The wide screen TV is my welcoming gift."

Marty eyes Camilla who sits on Aeryn's bed knitting a scarf.

"Dude... don't let the chicken hear you say that..."

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"I... There's not really a way to respond to that, is there?"

Jack glanced over to the knitting chicken.

"Think she can knit be a needle-proof sheild?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"No. Not Really. At most what I can do is protect you from physical harm. Fiscally, mentally and emotionally? I've got noghting."

Marty gives Jack a weird look.

"Needles?"

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"Well it's the physical I'm worried about so, I'll just be using you as a sheild if it comes to that."

"Doc's a little tattoo-crazy. She's an international tattoo artist you know." Even as he says it Jack knows he'sa dead man, and yet he can't stop himself.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet's calculating exactly how much humiliation it's going to take to pay Jack O'Neill back for all of this.

So much humiliation. Uncounted amounts of humiliation.

She wondered if the Magical Theory teacher would be able to turn him into a frog? Or maybe the Journalism professor could turn him into a toadstool.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Tattoo Artist? What the hell?"

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Jack cleared his throat as it suddeny felt like tere was a frog in it.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"She's a tattoo artist? What? You that heavy of a sleeper?"

[janet_fraiser]

"I'm not a tattoo artist!" exclaimed Janet, glaring at Jack exasperatedly.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"You're not?"

[janet_fraiser]

"I'm in high school!" exclaimed Janet. "When am I going to have time to learn to be a tattoo artist? Of course I'm not a tattoo artist!"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Jack still says you are. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/393119.html?thread=16691103#t16691103)"

[janet_fraiser]

"Have you noticed sometimes that Jack's an idiot?" asked Janet, glaring at Jack.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"Yes she is and no I'm not, she also has sedatves and rope. But I have it on good authority that the rope is used mostly on the teachers. Well, one teacher."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Has she tattoed you before? What teacher is she tying up?"

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"Well. She has come at me with a needle on more then one occasion. Teacher? Oh I don't know who, just something I heard." Don't do it, don't do it. "Doesn't the librarian teach some class now?"

[janet_fraiser]

Janet threw a pillow at his head. Hard.

And then she threw a pillow in the direction she guessed he was going to duck. It wasn't like she didn't know him well enough to guess at that.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Jack ducked the first pillow and almost managed to duck the second one, but failed.

[janet_fraiser]

"That's what you get for telling people I'm tying up teachers other than Daniel!" said Janet, laughing at him.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"Hey! I never once mentioned anything about the time you molested the possibly-gay teacher in the middle of his class last semester so you should be thenking me!"