Outside the danger room, 7th period

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

It was Wednesday so Blair was outside of the danger room holding a sign. After talking to John yesterday and finding out about what he was planning to do this weekend, Blair had gone back to his first sign. Only with a few edits so it now read, 'Winchester = Murder'.

[ooc: As always, posted with permission. Also, Blair is sad that there's not a protesting tag. Never mind! Yay! *hugsomg*]

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[forgottenpants]

"No, no, it's beautiful. Like creatin' artwork, only it doesn't look like anything. Like that new fangled artwork, then." He held his hands up as though framing a piece of imaginary artwork. "Yessir, there's little nicer. Good to see others appreciatin' the finer things in life. Good on you, compadre."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Oh. My. God." Blair whispered and sorta held his stomach. Pete was crazy.


[Now Abby needs to show Pete her morbid artwork]

[forgottenpants]

"That's the spirit," Pete said, oblivious to Blair's discomfort. "I'll be seein' you at a later point in time." Then he strode on into the class with a cheerfully whistled rendition of "Turkey in the Straw".

[ooc: oooo, yes. Poor Blair. Pete predates hippies. He has no concept of them.]

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair gave a half hearted wave and nixed the idea of cookies for Pete. Maybe a gift certificate to the counselor instead.