5th floor Commonroom: Saturday Afternoon (After cheer practice)

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi had intended to make breakfast this morning, but she slept in and had cheer practice.

So, pancakes for lunch.

The tele is on...

We're Immature Radioactive Samurai Slugs
We love to thrash criminals and slice 'n' dice thugs!
We're totally radical, gnarly dudes,
Cowabunga homeboys with nothin' to lose ...

Our arch-enemies want us iodized
But they can't beat us 'cause we're merchandised!

(Iodizer: "DESTROY THEM!!")

Count off!

Picasso!
Warhol!
Rockwell!
Grandma Moses!

So kick back, dweebs, it's the end of our rhyme,
The show's gonna start and it's time to slime!

[[ooc: open]]

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[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip walked in, followed by Merdebaise. He slumped into a couch. "You have no idea how long it took me to get that cat off my bed so I could sleep."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Afternoon, Pip," Peter said with a nod. "Who's your friend?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"This is Merdebaise," Pip said. "She attacked me, then followed me home. I guess I have a pet now whether I like it or not."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter raised an eyebrow. "You seriously named your cat that?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Yes," Pip said. "Because it is evil. You speak French, I take it?"

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"I suppose that's as good a reason as any," Peter said. "Though I wouldn't want to be the one to explain what it meant to a girl who asked. And yes, schoolboy French, but enough for the translation."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"If anyone asks who doesn't know, I plan to lie," Pip responded. "At least, until they get to know the cat. I swear, I had to fight it for the right to sleep last night."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter eyed the cat carefully. "Perhaps you ought to give it some fish or something? To call truce?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Merdebaise eyed Peter back, daring him to make the first move.

"I dunno. I think that's how I got into this mess in the first place, giving him food."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"True, but perhaps he just wishes a vacation before heading back out to the wilds?" Peter shook his head, still watching the cat. He almost expected the animal to talk.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Merdebaise started to lick it's paw, coming to the conclusion that Peter wasn't even worth her attention.


"Always possible," Pip said. "And it's a she, according to Pippi."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

A bit relieved that the cat was doing such a catlike thing and did not seem to be on the verge of talking any longer, Peter grinned. "And now her name's even more inappropriate."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip nodded. "Isn't it though?"

Merdebaise batted at Peter's nose, as if to see how he would react.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi came over with a plate of pancakes for Pip and some for Merdebaise as well.

"Good morning you two."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Morning," Pip yawned, taking the breakfast.

//Good morrow, red haired one. Thank you for the food. I shall let you live today, for this.//

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi thinks that Merdebaise's reaction is just precious.

"Any big plans today?"

//You are most generous.//

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Not really," Pip responded.Mostly because of timezone differences

//Indeed. I had planned to scalp you and use your hair as a coat.//

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Well it's a good thing, because you already slept half the day way."

//You are very funny superior-one.// she said giving the cat scratches behind her ears.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip nodded. "The whole point of weekends is to not have plans involved in them," Pip said.

Merdebaise batted at Pippi's hand. //It was not a joke.// She said.

Not purring at all. Really. That was hissing.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

//Of course not.// she said continuing to scritch. That was purring, you can't fool Pippi.

"Can't argue with that."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip nodded. "Yourself?"

Merdebaise tried to dodge out of the way of the scritching hand, in a vein attempt to retain her dignity.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Was going to take Old Man out for a ride and possibly bring Peter along." she said, "Other then that, not much."

The problem with scritching hands is that there are often two.

*scritch scritch*