fandomhighdorms | Outside the dorms

On his way to Storytelling (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/891478.html?view=43926102#t43926102), Tim noticed something odd.

*plip* Something soft and brown landed on his shoulder. "Ew," he grimaced. "Damn birds."

*plop* He reached to flick off the assumed bird poop when another small glob hit his hand. Come to think of it, that didn't look like bird poop.

He spotted the blond kid with the umbrella and bowl. "Uhm..." Wha?

Draco looked up from his umbrella. "Hello." he says "You're a fan of pudding too I presume?"

Pudding? "Is that what this is?" he prayed the kid wasn't messing with him and tasted a bit. Oh wow! Hey pudding! Chocolate Pudding! The only proper flavor!

"Does it rain pudding often here?" he asked.

Draco shook his head. "I've never seen anything like it. It's a miracle!" he says "And today was supposed to be unlucky!"

Unlucky? "Oh yeah the whole 666 thing." tim said. "Personaly I think that's a typo. ~~the end of the world happens in abou two years Tim Canon Time~~ I think it's supposed to be three nines."

"Entirely possible. Nine always seemed a bit suspicious to me." he says "I'm Draco by the way."

"I'm Tim, pleased to meet you."

~~does draco have his cane?"~~

~~He never leaves without his cane!~~

Draco stuck his finger in the glass bowl he had out and grabbed a glob of pudding. "Ah, it's even perfect pudding temperature!" he says "Warm pudding would have been nasty."

"Cool cane." tim said, glad his hands were reletively clean as he let pudding fall into them for the eating. "mmm, pudding. Added to the cookies Temp's making I'll be plenty sugared for Storytelling."

"Thanks!" said Draco "I got it for my birthday. Sort of a family trademark."

He stuck his hand out and let a few drops of pudding hit his hand. "I think it should rain Jell-O tomorrow."

Tim wasn't as much a fan of jello. "Ah, but what flavor?"

"Oh I think it should be a medley of flavors." he says "I think you can pretty much mix them all. A pudding medley on the other hand is sort of gross."

"Plus it would look like bird poop."

"True. Wouldn't want to get those two things mixed up." he says "Oh man, that would be horrible."

Tim shuddered. "Yes it would."

Pippi normally liked to dance in the rain... This was rather different. What dance does one do in a rain of pudding?

She holds out her hand while looking up into the sky, and a glob of pudding falls into it.

Draco smirked. "Better watch out, I'd hate to see how it feels to get hit on the head with pudding." he says. "Probably hell on the hair."

"I dunno... Seems pretty soft to me." she said walking up to him and grinning. "I'm not sure what effect falling from a great height would have on pudding... But I doubt it would do much harm besides mebbe being sticky and leaving a stain."

"I guess it's not too different from snow." he says "There could be pudding snowmen and pudding angels."

"As long as neither try to attack and kill us, I'm up for both!" she said looking up again.

*splut*

A glob of pudding landed directly between her eyes.

She gave a thumbs up.

"Didn't hurt at all."

"Well, as long as you say it's safe." he says, grinning. He folds up his umbrella. Almost immediately a glob of pudding hit him on the head. "Well, I always wondered what it'd be like to have brown hair."

Pippi tilted her head at him and mulled it over.

"I'd stay with your normal hair color." she said, "Unless you wanted to get pudding on your eyebrows and get a bit of a tan... May look like you're trying to hard though."

Z came out of the dorm and stopped dead on the steps. "Okay, either that's the worst acid rain ever, or...I don't know."

"It's the most delicious rain ever!" said Draco "Seriously, this is a miracle."

"It's delicious? And...brown?" Z's eyes went very wide. "Is that chocolate?"

Draco grinned and nodded. "Chocolate pudding. The best kind." he says "It would be a shame if it was tapicoa."

"I kind of like tapioca. Of course, I like chocolate better." Z stayed under the safety of the awning, though, because she wasn't sure chocolate pudding would come out of her SPD uniform. "Hi, I'm Z."

Draco stuck his hand out of the umbrella to give Z a friendly wave. Some pudding landed on his hand. He licked it off his hand. "I'm Draco." he says "I can't help but wonder if this pudding storm just happened in Fandom."

"Do pudding storms ever happen in other places?"

"We can only hope." he says "I believe that if pudding and Jell-O rained freely from the skies then world peace would be achieved. I mean, who isn't happy with dessert falling out of the sky?"

"It would solve that pesky 'world hunger' problem," Z agreed.

Fry may have noticed the pudding. In fact, it was very likely that he'd found the pudding, because he was running around not far away trying to get as much pudding as possible.

He also had the can of whipped cream in his hand from Sex Ed, but so far he'd managed not to eat any of it. The pictures on the can kind of threw him off, but he could probably be dared to eat the whole thing at once.

But first, pudding.

Peter was also outside grabbing as much pudding as he could. He then noticed the other ~~cartoon~~ kid with the whipped cream. "Hey! Good idea!" he says "Now if I could only get a hold of some cherries."

"Oooh cherries would be good!" Fry said, only it sounded like "Mmdksjldfjed mdmdjsk" because his mouth was full of pudding. He ate what was in his mouth and then spoke again. "This is the best school ever. My old school never had pudding fall from the sky."

"This one time at my old school I thought that it was raining pudding but it turned out it was just gravy being thrown off the roof." he says. "The lunch ladies were having a rebellion. But this is way better!"

"Gravy is cool, but pudding definitely wins the race. Hey, I have whipped cream. Wanna see me eat the whole thing?"

"Aw, heck yes! And it'd be freaking sweet if you can make some come out of your nose." he says.

Fry grinned and shook up the can. He opened his mouth wide ~~as only a cartoon character can~~ and started to squirt the whipped cream into his mouth. It seemed to go on forever. Then his Adam's apple started bobbing as he swallowed it all bit by bit.

Except for the last bit. That came out his nose.

Fry gurgled and laughed. "I got some pudding in with it too!"

"That...was AWESOME! If only I had a bag of cheetos here. I'd show you a cool trick where I eat it through my nose." he says "Burns a little but it makes you spit orange for a while."

"Coooooool! Orange spit is awesome! You've gotta show me some time. When we have cheetos."

The sugar finally reached his brain and overloaded it. His eye started to twitch.

"I'd love to show ya! My dog says that I shouldn't, he thinks it's going to cause brain damage or something." he says. He then noticed Fry's eye. "Whoa, that's what my dad's eye does when he has too much Metamucil."

"I can't stop.." He twitched some more. "It from twitching." He twitched again. "And I think I'm gonna be sick." Twitch twitch. "Maaan if this keeps happening, I'll never be able to watch TV properly again!"

Tempe had stepped outside for a breath of fresh air, glancing at the boys sitting outside. She noticed it was raining. Except the rain was...brown.

She wrinkled her nose at this new discovery, because, ew.

Then, suddenly, a drop of "rain" dripped onto her nose. The overwhelming scent of chocolate hit her. She reached up to wipe the drop of her nose. It had a rather...pudding-y consistency to it.

"Hey..." she said, as the realization hit her. "It's raining chocolate pudding! Wait. Why is it raining chocolate pudding?"

Yes, she was talking to herself. Unless of course somebody was listening, in which case she was talking to them.

She reached a hand out to catch some pudding on her finger. She licked it off. "Mmm."

"Great, isn't it?" says Draco from the bench. "I'm hoping for either Jell-O or cake tomorrow."

Tempe snickered. "Jello would be nice, I have to admit."

"Does this kind of thing happen often here?"

"If by 'thing' you mean pudding rain, then no." he says "But if you mean 'strange and unusual', then yes."

He smiles. "But this is one of the best strange things to happen here."

"I've gotta agree with that," Tempe replied. "Compared to some of the things that I've heard have happened here, this is rather delicious."

"I'm Tempe, by the way. I'm new here. Well, new-ish, since we're 3 weeks in."

Sakurazaki (at some point) get around to attempting her usual walk. But is tempted to go right back inside when she realize it's raining. But of course, it's not just raining, but gloopy rain. One of her eyes closes. Rain shouldn't be gloopy. She holds out a hand.

She pokes at the collected gloopiness that collects there with her other hand. Some of it drips from her ponytail spikes before dragging them down to her shoulder. She's really much to fascinated to move. This is..quite insane. A drop lands on her nose, then her chin. She licks the later up. Quite insane, but also pretty tasty.

"Huh," is her only comment, looking up to the sky (but sheilding her eyes with her non-gloopy hand.

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