ext_131563 ([identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-10-20 10:43 am
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5th Floor Common Room, Early Friday Afternoon

JD was feeling a bit depressed, what with parents weekend and his father off in Oklahoma selling pencils. So he was in the common room, drinking something that looked supiciously like an appletini and making little orgami cranes. Lots of orgami cranes.

((OOC: JD will be in here for fun and games until his brother gets around to finding him. Open in the meantime.))
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[identity profile] notthehulk.livejournal.com 2006-10-20 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
The crane certainly was special. Teddy grinned and grabbed one of the pieces of paper.

He spent several minutes works diligently on his crane, then held it up for inspection.

It looked kinda like a giraffe with a hunchback.

[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com 2006-10-20 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
JD nodded his approval. "Cool. What are you going to call it?"

[identity profile] notthehulk.livejournal.com 2006-10-20 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Teddy gave this some consideration.

"Winky, the crane who escaped from the freak show."

[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com 2006-10-20 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Awesome. I named the first fifty or so, but then I ran out of names."

Betty and Bonnie and Angela and Donna and Gertrude....

[identity profile] notthehulk.livejournal.com 2006-10-20 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Teddy nodded. "That's when you use the same names, but add titles to them."

He finished another crane, and this time it didn't look like something found near a radioactive waste sight. Yay!

[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com 2006-10-20 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"I hadn't thought of that."

JD sets down another crane. "Miss Betsy," and then glances at Teddy's. "Not bad."

[identity profile] notthehulk.livejournal.com 2006-10-20 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Teddy grinned like an idiot. Making cranes was surprisingly fun.

"So, why are we making these?"

[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com 2006-10-20 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Cause if you make a thousand of them, you get a wish."

And I want me some pudding. Lots and lots of pudding.

[identity profile] notthehulk.livejournal.com 2006-10-20 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Teddy stopped folding to look up at JD. "Really?"

"What are you gonna wish for?"

[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com 2006-10-20 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
JD wasn't paying attention when the question was asked, having hit the difficulty head folding part of the crane.

"200 pounds of pudding."

His head jerked up. "Or, you know, world peace."

[identity profile] notthehulk.livejournal.com 2006-10-20 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Teddy waved his hand dismissively. "World peace, shmurld peace. Pudding is more likely to happen."

He finished another crane, which he promptly named 'Craney'.

[identity profile] girlsnamehere.livejournal.com 2006-10-20 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Madame Antonia," he said setting down another crane.

"Dude! Do you have any idea what you could do with 200lbs of pudding?"

[identity profile] notthehulk.livejournal.com 2006-10-20 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Teddy stopped folding to think about it.

"Pudding-wrestling," Teddy said with a lewd grin. He was in his happy twin fantasy place now.
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