ext_107666 ([identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-02-13 09:07 pm
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Second Floor Common Room - Lateish Evening

After putting in an appearance at Jack's party, Rory retrieved Vladdie from her room and changed into the cozy, cozy jammies Jake had given her for Christmas.

She hopped out into the common room, set Vladdie down on the floor, and took up the remote while keeping the puppy carefully in her sights.

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[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-02-14 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Rory was concerned that Becky - you know, Crazy Hooker - might be your mother," Peter said, smiling at Rory.

[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com 2006-02-14 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I WAS NOT," Rory said. Perhaps a bit loudly hence the capslock. "That was your sick little theory."

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-02-14 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
"I jokingly suggested it. You were concerned about it," Peter said.

[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com 2006-02-14 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Because it's creepy and wrong and no," Rory said, frowning.

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-02-14 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
"And now we have apparent confirmation that the theory was wrong," Peter said. "You should be happy."

[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com 2006-02-14 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
"I am," Rory said. Possibly smugly.

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-02-14 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
"As happy as Vladdie and Steve?" Peter asked, not believing anyone could be that happy.

[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com 2006-02-14 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Um, no," Rory said, eyeing Vladdie. He was having an animated conversation with the air.

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-02-14 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, didn't think so," Peter said, watching the wacky, undead puppy.

"You know..." Peter reached into his pocket and pulled something out. It was small, metallic, and shaped like a Scotty dog. "Vladdie, meet Scott."

[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com 2006-02-14 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
Vladdie looked at Scott.

And attempted to eat him.

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-02-14 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
Spider-powers came to the rescue, allowing Peter to quickly hide Scott back in his pocket. "Geez, Vladdie. No eating tiny new friends."

[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com 2006-02-14 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
Vladdie looked sad, in a puppyish way.

"Vladdie. Don't eat Scott," Rory said, frowning at him.

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-02-14 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
"I should go take Scott to safety," Peter said. "Have a good night, Rory. Steve. Vladdie."
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