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The stairs, from the fifth floor down, Monday after classes

In a brilliant cascade of colors and bounciness, several hundred rubber balls of varying sizes, from the small superbouncy balls to the large playground balls bounds cheerfully down the stairs in a ~~omg dangerous~~ beautiful display of . . . ~~ballsiness~~ ballness.

Anyone who should happen to be on the stairs was about to get a bit of a surprise ~~if they haven't been warned by omg!traitors!~~

[~~ball attack! join the craziness!~~ Craziness over with! Come join the ball-infused cleanupness! no, wait....]

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As the balls came back up the stairs, Molly leaned over the rail and fired off several marshmallows. "Take that, lowlander!"

Walter caught the marshmallows out of the air and stuffed one in his mouth before throwing a few back at Molly.

It was more sporting than hitting a girl in the face with a bouncy ball.

Molly had already ducked back by the time Walter threw the marshmallows back, so there was no danger of her getting hit with anything.

She watched the marshmallows fly past and then ducked out, briefly, to fire three more marshmallows down the stairs.

Shep had known about the ball attack, so he wasn't caught flat-footed (or flat on his ass) when it started. But once it was underway, he was perfectly pleased to join the fray.

Seeing a girl he knew vaguely from class, he took a bright pink bouncy ball and tossed it up so that when it came down it would land right on the top of her head.

Pleased at seeing a new target, Pip turns his marshmellow gun on Shep. He takes aim and fires off yet another marshmellowy barrage at Shep's spikey head.

Shep scoops up a handful of balls and whips them rapid-fire at Pip, aiming for his hands and legs, where they'd sting but not break a tooth or anything. "Hey! I thought we were brothers in arms or something!"

Pip dodges to the side and reaches for a few balls to fling at Shep. "We are!" he shouted. "But you traitorously insist on living on a floor that is not the fifth! Woe is me! Ceaser's betryal was as nothing compared to mine!" He grins. "Tell ya what, we'll commiserate over our betryals over coffee or something afterwards."

"I was here," Shep dodges a ball, "First!" He fires back a few marshmellows, but, sadly, they aren't very aerodynamic when only powered by hand. He grabs a big red playground ball and launches it at Pip's head. "You're buying the coffee!" he shouts back.

Pip thinks about this for a moment. "Fair enough!" he calls back. "I'm still shooting marshmellows at you!" he says as he proceeds to do just that.

"In that case, let's make it hot chocolate." He snatches a marshmellow out of the air and eats it. He then goes back to gathering up bouncy-balls and hurls them all at once, like grapeshot.

"Mmm, hot chocolate does sound nice. You know what? Hell with it. HOT CHOCLATE ON ME EVERYONE!" Pip calls out. He holsters this gun in one of the large pockets of his cargo pants and goes for a number of bouncy balls.

Shep stops in midfling and hollers over the din, "Hot chocolate on Pip!" When a few people look up at him (and down from the 5th floor), he clarifies, "I don't think he means that literally. Who's up for either Deb's or the Perk?"

"Unless you want it to be literal!" Pip calls out. "In which case, you have to be an attractive little mingonette for the offer to be valid!"

Shep just laughs and tosses a marshmellow at Pip's nose. "Here, you might need that in that case."

Mr Neilson emerges from Shep's pocket with a mouth full of candy and scampers up the stairs.

"Hey!" Shep hollers after him. "The idea was that I help you, you help me. Where're you going?"

Mr Neilson crawls out of Shep's pocket for some reason (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/405344.html?thread=17193312#t17193312) and scampers up the stairs. He jumps back up on Pip's shoulder, then bounces a superball of the side of Pip's head. Pointing back down to Shep in a, "he payed me to do it" kind of way.

Pip shakes his fist at Mr. Neilson. "CURSE YOU MONKEY! YOU BETRAYED MEEEEE! WHY MONKEY? WHYYYYYYY?"

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The ball hit Molly right on top of her head. "Oh, I think we should have planned this out a little better." Molly handed her gun to Nadia (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/405344.html?thread=17169760#t17169760) and headed back to the common room.

Mr Neilson leaps off of Pip's shoulder and bounds down the stairs, picking up superballs from the ground as he goes.

He leaps up again onto the handrail and attempts a landing on top of Shep's spikey head dispite the obvious danger of being cut by the dark locks honed to razor sharpness with more hair product then the mind can comfortably conceive of.

With the monkey perched on his head, Shep abandons the balls and marshmellows in his head and attempts to remove said primate. However, reaching up for it, simply gave it another limb to swing from.

Mr Neilson deftly leap up avoiding Sheps hand (like a chpimp). And launches the three superballs he collected at the top of Shep's head in the air.

The monkey reaches out for Shep's wrist to swing around and dismount to the floor.

"Little bastard," Shep mumbles and then realizes that if he can do this right, he could have a little fun. As the monkey grabs his wrist to swing down, Shep grabs the monkey's ~~hand~~ paw. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a couple of candies. He offers them to the monkey. Once the monkey has taken them he puts one finger up to his mouth. He points up at Pip, mimes throwing a ball at him, and then offers the little guy a bright yellow bouncy ball.

Then steps back to see if the monkey got the idea.

"You know who your friends are, right, little guy?"

Mr Neilson knows where his bread is buttered, yes he does indeed.

He starts to climb down Shep's jacket, but stops at the pocket where the candy came from and crawls in.

"I can hear Lana now...'is that a monkey in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?"

Just then he hears Pip call a halt to the insanity. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/405344.html?thread=17185376#t17185376)
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