Room 225 [Monday afternoon] - ABC DC HQ open for business

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge is Anders and Bridge Anders, Bridge and Cally are *all* here for all your repair-related or special-project-commissioning needs. Yay!

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge blinks. "...kill someone? Or, okay, do anything really mean. And I don't mean like, harmless practical-joke-stuff, I'm talking really mean hurtful things. 'Cause that's not cool."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders blinks too. "Okay, I didn't mean like that kind of anything. Except that 'anything' sort of means, well, anything, and, um. Okay. Bad choice of words." He waves his hands around in the air, a vague sort of erasing gesture.

"Starting over. Like, would you accept rent in the form of cupcakes?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Errr, sure. I suppose."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders starts playing with a little coily bit of wire that got tangled up in his hair somehow. "Like, how many cupcakes? And would this be, like, a flat rate or would it have something to do with the amount of space?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I think the number of cupcakes depends on the flavour. Like, chocolate cupcakes are inherently worth more than, like, strawberry. In my opinion, anyway. And probably space would factor into things." Bridge raises an eyebrow at Anders.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"So, uh." Anders starts lining up bits of wire and screws in an attempt to help him count. "If I stored a broken motor scooter up here for a few weeks, how much would that be? Say like, two dozen chocolate cupcakes a week?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge thinks this over. "Well, you get a discount on account of this being sort of a shared office space. Half-dozen?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"We're having to pay to rent space here?" Cally says as she wanders in. "That's kinda... not fair."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Wasn't my idea," Bridge shrugged.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Half-dozen chocolate? With sprinkles?" Anders has his notepad in hand, because he's seriously ready to write this down. "There's just the slight problem of getting the thing up here."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Problem how?" Bridge asked.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Kinda can't lift it right now, dude?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"We could ask someone to help? Like Hat-Girl maybe?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Hat-Girl?" Anders blinks. "Oh, Molly? Good idea. Pippi hauled it up for me. I'm starting to feel kinda inadequate here, dude."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge just laughs. "Well, you bring cupcakes, so there's a point in your favor," he sticks his tongue out.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"No, I think he's reffering to the part where two girls are stronger than him," Cally says. "He might be insecure in his manhood now, or something."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"They're both freshmen, too," Bridge points out.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders rolls his eyes and tosses the little wire coil halfheartedly at Bridge. "Yeah, that'll look great on the next poster, huh? Bridge and Cally, the mechanics! Anders. He brings cupcakes! We promise they won't end up in your fixed stuff, but your fixed stuff might make 'em."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"You never know, some people might go for that," Bridge says solemnly.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Oh, goodie." Anders rolls over onto his stomach and buries his face in his arms.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally moves over and starts rubbing Anders' shoulders. "Goof."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, 's me," he mumbles into the floor. "Big cupcake-bringing goof, can't even lift anything bigger'n that right now, practically."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"So?" Cally continues massaging Anders' shoulders. "Still my champ, no matter what happened to you or what Pippi or Molly can do."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"What if I got in an accident and lost my legs?" asks Anders, who can't quite snap himself out of this depressing train of thought just yet. "Still be your champ then?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"But that's only for now," Bridge points out. "And believe it or not, you're my friend for more reasons than just cupcakes and heavy-lifting."