Fourth Floor sometime in the afternoon

[bigfat-peter.livejournal.com]

Peter had found two nametags and pens stuck under his door. He didn't question who gave it to him, he merely saw it as a gift from god. He tossed one of the nametags onto Ranma's dresser and he began to write on his own...

Three minutes later Peter was out and about in the hallways. His nametag clearly said:
Hello I'm Peter Griffin
Show me your boobies!

He wandered the halls, looking for new people to meet. Peter loved meeting new people.

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[bigfat-peter.livejournal.com]

Peter laughed. "You're funny!" he says. He then puts his hand on his chin. "Where am I going to find a toad at this hour?"

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Funny? She had been serious.

"The swamp?" she suggested.

[bigfat-peter.livejournal.com]

"The swamp? That's brilliant!" he exclaims "I'll find a toad and...no, wait I can't have sex with a toad. I'm Catholic! This is never going to work."

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Gwynn was not usually one to look for a man to help her out of a situation, but for once she did. She peered up and down the hall to see if she spotted any of the nice men she had met since being here.

"Uhmm... Peter?" And how unfortunate that he shared a name with the young manb she was becoming good friends with. "Should you not wait to see an undressed woman until you have been wed?"

[bigfat-peter.livejournal.com]

"Oh man! Is that how it works?" he said "I'm going to hell!"

He then looked up at Gwynn and grinned. "Beth Pearl, last year at camp."

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

That was the sound of Gwynn's brain running down the hall screaming like she was really wanting to about now.

"I... uhmm... then why..."

[bigfat-peter.livejournal.com]

"Then why what? See more boobies?" he asks. He puffs out his chest like he was a general giving a speech to his men. "Because it's a big world out there missy. People should not be chained down to one set of boobies. They should be open minded and want to see all boobies. It's the American way!"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim only overheard the last part of the conversation. "Uh, should I walk quickly in the other direction?" he asked as he approached the two."

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

The look that Gwynn gave Tim was very obvious a cry for assistance. She was out of her element on this and she didn't know how to respond to what Robin would definitely had killed Peter for --- not to mention what Phillip might have done.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim recognized a cry for assistance when he saw one. And being the Grand and ect ect champion that he was, sprang to the rescue. "Hi Gwynn, what's up, oh my god dude interesting nametag. Hi Peter."

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Relief shone on Gwynn's face as Tim stayed and struck up a conversation.

"He was... telling me about American cultures and ways," she explained in a somewhat shellshocked voice. "Apparently it involves many shirtless ladies." She was very confused and slightly upset.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Not in MY part of America." Tim assured her. He turned to Peter. "Do you not get slapped for that where you come from? Most girls I know wouldn't appreciate that. In fact one girl I know actually turned a guy's upper torso to face his backside for talking to her like that."

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Tim had just made a friend for life. And now she wasn't contemplating asking to meet the girl that had turned a guy around for talking such a lewd manner...much.