ext_26757 ([identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-07-06 08:08 pm

Second Floor Common Room - Evening

Parker dragged her laptop, Esme, and a stash of Diet Coke into the Common Room, clicked on the Z-Cases, and started surfing the net. Presents don't buy themselves.

She also threw popcorn at the screen whenever one of the Cabal members tried to explain about their Secret Plans to Rule the World.



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[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
Molly walked into the common room and stopped when she saw people there. Pulling her hat lower over her eyes, she glanced warily at Dawn, then headed directly for the fridge.

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Dawn followed Molly, but headed for the cupboards to start rummaging.

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
Molly glanced at Dawn, very mildly panicked, before opening the freezer door to look for ice cream.

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Food shortage," Dawn said quickly. "Brought on by the four foot raccoons up on the Fifth Floor. They're holding my slippers hostage."

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
There might have been snickering coming from the freezer.

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"They didn't specify, because, hello, raccoons," Dawn rolled her eyes in an aggrieved manner at Parker, "but using a very rudimentary version of charades, they seem to want junk food. Anyway, there was a lot of knocking over garbage cans, so I guess that's what they meant."

"As for my slippers?" She shuddered theatrically. "You don't want to know. Oh, the humanity..."

Yeah, that was probably too much.

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
Biting her lips to keep from laughing, Molly closed the freezer door after pulling out a carton of ice cream. Still without looking at Parker, she went over to stand behind Dawn.

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Unfortunately, I haven't been able to locate a hostage negotiator who speaks raccoon," Dawn said dryly, "so this is pretty much the way to go if I want my slippers back. Besides, what do you want Molly to do to the raccoons? They're still animals."

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
There was definitely giggling coming from where Molly was trying to hide behind Dawn.

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Dawn stared at Parker. "They have claws and teeth and they're four freaking feet tall! I'm not gonna argue with them. That way lies lots and lots of rabies shots."

"And, um," Dawn nodded vigorously, trying to ignore Molly, "no, they should be fine once they're fed."

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
Molly had stopped giggling and poked Dawn in the shoulder. "Ice cream's melting," she whispered.

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Right," Dawn whispered back, then struck a melodramatic pose, raising her hand to her forehead, palm out. "Alas, we must go, and free the fragile slippers from the tyranny of the woodland creatures that have brought nothing but angst and woe to these, our hallowed dormy halls."

She whispered to Molly as she made her way towards the door, "Do we have spoons?"

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Right," Molly whispered and quickly found a couple of clean ones is a drawer. Clutching them along with the ice Cream, she hurried after Dawn.