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3rd Floor Common Room - 6PM Fandom Time - PARTY!!!

At promply 6:00, Victor can be heard running up and down the stairs yelling "FREE FOOD! 3RD FLOOR!" Any who decides to investigate will find several tables full of various foods set up in the third floor common room. A delicious combination of smells wafts from the display, and several students are standing and waiting to serve you. The entrees are:

Table 1: Sweedish Meatballs, Various Pickled Herrings, and Pancakes

Table 2: Homemade Spaghetti with Garlic Bread

Table 3: Coq au vin (Basically rooster stew cooked with red wine)

Table 4: Cock and Bull Stew (Chicken, beef cubes, tomatoes, potatoes, spices)

Table 5: Warm Apple Pie (Whipped Cream optional)

Table 6: Rice Balls and Sushi, courtesy of Sakura! Yum!

There are a couple of unfolded tables just in case someone decides to add something to the buffet. There is also a table filled with disposable plates, cups, bowls, and utensils, as well as napkins. In the corner are a variety of bottled juices and sodas in an ice chest.

And, as promised, there are Twinkies. Boxes and boxes of Twinkies.

So what are you waiting for? Dig in! Mingle! Celebrate diversity!

[OCD Threads are up!]

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"That's the thing." Nadia frowned. "I don't think he is. There's something . . . other . . . about him today."

Walter frowned in return. "Other in a Fandom other sort of way, or even more other than that?"

Nadia shook her head. "I don't know, yet."

"It's probably nothing. Maybe he sang something to someone this weekend and is distracted." He grimaced as he realized he'd probably stuck his foot in his mouth and tried to recover in silliness. "But be careful in case he was actually eaten by a giant bug or something."

"A giant bug?" Nadia decided to completely let the 'singing' comment fly past. She shook her head. "I shouldn't laugh. Around here it could totally happen."

"After snowmen? Yeah, you're right about that. Now you have me curious about this Marty guy. Let me know if you need help in any further pranks. You know I'm always up for mischief."

"Will do. We'd make a good team." Her eyes widened slighlty. "For playing mean tricks on other people."

"We need to find someone who lives in a single to use your glitter idea on." Walter chose to ignore her slight gaffe as she had kindly ignored his. "Or two roommates who deserve to be pranked."

Nadia nodded. "Yeah. Hrm. Who would be good to prank?"

This is good. They're interacting in a friendly way. Veronica was definitely right. Yay!

"Nobody is on my hit list at this point. Although the tried and true bucket over the door trick would be a good one to use on the substitute principal. Just filled with glitter instead. From his announcements, I would think he would appreciate the 'rock' factor."

Walter almost managed to keep a straight face while saying the last part.

Nadia's eyes went wide. "We totally should! I think I know where we can get the glitter, too. And the bucket. And apparently, just about anything else."

"Brilliant! I know someone who may have already helped me in getting into that locked office at unnamed point in the past."

Grinning, he bounced up on his toes and looked around, but didn't spot Pip offhand. "I'll see if he's interested."

"If not, I bet I could get us in." Nadia bounced slightly. "This'll be great!"

"Yes, although I was disappointed with my last prank on him. We had some great reactions from Smith. This Dewey fellow didn't have anything to say about it."

"What was the prank?"

He grinned evilly. "Someone who will remain unnamed helped me by hacking his office speakers to play nothing but 'it's a small world' over and over again."

Nadia's eyes widened. "That's . . . evil! Unless he actually likes that song,"

"I did some research about the music he talks about, which is why I was in Empire records on brownie day." He grimaced and rubbed his cheek. "And I don't think that's his kind of music."

"People listen to all kinds of music, though." Nadia shrugged. "As far as I can tell, Lucas listens to everything."

"Right. Well let me know when he decides to have a swing and Cole Porter theme day and I will be sure to go in shopping."

"I will. Though I don't always know what he's playing, you know, since I only work once a week,"

"Sundays, right? You should come by Cafe Fina after work on Sundays sometimes. I'll make sure you get the special price on our non-menu. Cerveza Quilmes, right?"

"That's the one." Nadia shrugged. "The store is open until midnight, but I get the feeling that's mostly just talk. We'll see."

"Midnight? You aren't walking back up to the school alone are you?"

Walter ducked his head. "Don't kick me. You know me about that."

Nadia glared. "Yes, I do. It's one of your less charming qualities."

And suddenly she blushed.

"But, no, Lucas offered to drive me back on his motorcycle if I didn't have anyone else with me."

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