2nd Floor Common Room [Sunday Night]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge is bored. After hanging out with Anders and Cally for a while, he wanders in to the Common Room. He flips the TV on, and does a handstand, leaning against the wall for support.

He'd totally welcome interruptions, omg.

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[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter was also bored. The CDs he bought yesterday had all been listened to a couple times and he was officially prepared to admit that punk wasn't necessarily for him. Oh well.

He wandered down to the second floor. "Hey, Bridge. What's up? Besides your feet."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I don't have that weird magnetism going on anymore! Which is a good thing, but it *was* kind of fun."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Not for your victims. Okay, the turtle probably enjoyed zooning through the air, but that's it," Peter joked.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"True!" Bridge says cheerfully. "Hey, did you hear about the contest?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"No," Peter said curiously. "What's the contest?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Oh!" Bridge chirps, flipping right side up. "Rory and I are having a contest. In animal balancing."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry, but that's not really helping my comprehension here," Peter admitted. "What do you mean by 'animal balancing'?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Like turtles and frogs and stuff. On our heads. The magnetism thing gave us the idea!"

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet, (who always seems to be wandering into common rooms, doesn't he?) wanders into the second floor common somewhere around this point.

"You're balancing animals? On what, a see-saw?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"On our *heads*!"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"So what's the contest? Who can balance more, you or Rory?" Peter asked. This sounded crazy even for this place.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Oh, dude. It's not just me and Rory. Other people are going to compete too."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

This was just sounding crazier by the moment. In an entertaining way, though. "Who else is competing?"

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

He raises an eyebrow in disbelief.

"You plan to balance animals on your heads? For what possible reason would you do that?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Um," Bridge says, thinking for a second. "John, sort of. And Archie, Angel, Belthazor, Callisto... Molly, probably. And you."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge shrugs. "To see who's best at it"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"First off, do these people know they're competing yet? Because they don't sound like the animal balancing type," Peter said. "Well, except for John and Molly."

"Also, no. Not doing it."

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

"So, you're planning to have a contest, yes? Where people balance animals on their heads. For the simple reason of seeing who's best at it. With no other bribery."

A beat.

"Well I like it. When are you planning on having it?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Um. Maybe?" Bridge says sheepishly. "And awww."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Friday, most likely. We're thinking of getting a couple teachers to judge. Doctor O and that scary Journalism lady."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Maybe?" Peter asked with a grin.

"When is the contest being held? Because I'm out of town from Wednesday through Sunday."

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

"I've met Doctor Oliver, but not the new journalism professor, although I've been told that they both possess 'smart doctor glasses'. I'll have to make a note to come watch it on Friday. Will their be any prize for the winner?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Maybe," Bridge says. "And, um, Friday. I think."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I'm definitely out, then. Good luck with the contest, though," Peter said.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge pouts. "Aw. But thanks!"