Pangolin Campfire [Monday Evening]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge has tacked a large white bedsheet to the wall of Koala cabin that faces the Pangolin campfire. RIC is nearby, in DVD-player mode, with the second season of Twilight Seraphim loaded and ready to play. There's snack foods, and, of course, s'more fixings, for sharing if anyone else cared to join him.

[ooc: open! come watch dvds outside!]

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[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Well, we've sort of had the excuse of the World Cup until now, but we better not lose any more time, huh?"

[nadiathesaint]

"We should get right on it."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Football cookies. Bake sale. This week for sure."

[nadiathesaint]

"On . . . Wednesday. Maybe."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"I've got Computers in the afternoon but I'm free the rest of the day," Conner said. "Anders will make cupcakes. I'll convince him somehow."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia bit back a laugh again. "Great!"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Anything you want me to pick up? I can get the cookies."

[nadiathesaint]

"Oh, I bet you can. . . ."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner raised an eyebrow. "What's that supposed to mean?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia burst into giggles.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"What?" Conner yelped. "What?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia fell over sideways.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"But!" Conner sputtered. "I don't get it!"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia snorfled something into her arm.

Possibly about open source computer operating systems.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"But I didn't say anything that funny!"

[nadiathesaint]

Conner's sputtering and flailing? Not making it any less funny.

Nadia might be starting to have trouble breathing between giggles.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner scowled a little. "I hate not being in on the joke!"

[nadiathesaint]

The giggling has turned into a continuous, high-pitched "eeeeeeeeeee!" sound of glee.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"I didn't realize bake sales were that exciting . . ."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia's giggling finally wobbled to a stop and she let out a happy sigh. Then she blinked up at Conner. "I'm sorry, I've completely forgotten. What were we talking about?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Football bake sale? Apparently me getting cookies was really funny."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia blinked again. "Oh. No, that wasn't it. What was I. . . . Ohhhhhhh yeah."

She started giggling again, this time gasping out something that might have sounded like "magic red T-stick" and "maybe he calls it cookies?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"What does my old weapon have to do with baked goods?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Weapon!" Nadia clutched her sides and giggled away.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Look, I know 'Tyrannostaff' was kind of a cheesy name for it, but it worked!"