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]]

Comments

[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.