Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday evening

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Enough of the hiding out from everyone. Walter realized he'd been invisible lately, and that clearly hadn't worked on a number of levels.

So, out into the common room where he'd fried up a batch of potatoes and turned on the television, deliberately opting out of the Hitler History Channel and picking up a random improvisational comedy programme.

There he sat with a pile of salty fried potatoes, a panting hellpuppy, and a metric tonne of homework he hadn't been paying sufficient attention to.

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As if Conner was going to say no. "Sure thing, thanks! Oh, hey, I love this show. Especially when they have to improv that song they all hate so much."

He reached for the plate, snagged a potato, bit into it with a little too much enthusiasm, and ended up making a rather silly face as he burned his tongue. Spitting it out would be kind of gross and rude, though, so he clapped his hands over his mouth and sat there, eyes wide and face turning red.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter watched the spectacle, smirking just a little.

He probably could get up and get Conner some water, but why? It was rather amusing watching the guy turn red.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner bounced up and down in his seat a bit, his eyes bugging out a little more. His eyebrows twitched, subtly, in a way that could have been a glare if he'd had the focus to actually muster one at the moment.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Which really only served to cause Walter's "just a little" smirk to expand to a full one.

"What is this I hear about your hair?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"What about it?" asked Conner. Only it came out more like "Hdbtdt?" since he hadn't, you know, swallowed yet.

That smirk was making him kind of paranoid, not to mention embarrassed.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Something about its color?"

Walter probably shouldn't be smirking quite so much, but he wasn't really a big believer in karma....

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner finally swallowed the piece of potato, his eyes bugging out again as it burned its way down his throat.

"Um," he squeaked, "it's back to normal?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter grinned and gave the plate a nudge to urge Conner to have another.

"How did it end up not normal?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner took another potato and started nibbling on it, very gingerly this time. "Well, I bleached it for Halloween and sort of left it that way for a while. But then I got kind of tired of a limited number of icons the way that looked, so I dyed it back."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Ah. I was hoping for some story of errant magic or sneaky gremlins," Walter said with a mock pout. "Do you have anything else interesting happening lately?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"I got waylaid by the acting teacher and asked to be in the pageant," Conner told him after another couple of careful potato-nibbles. "She said I'd be saving the school if I helped her out with it, but I'm starting to wonder if maybe she was exaggerating a little."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"With Fandom, you can never be sure." He was just relieved Miss Adair hadn't gotten hold of him, since she already thought he was a nutter. "Will you be wearing a gown?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Why would I be wearing a gown?" asked Conner. "I don't think I'll be playing a shepherd or anything."

That was when he remembered he still had the envelope Miss Adair had given him in his pocket, and pulled it out.

And opened it.

And stared at its contents for a very long time.

"Oh, this has got to be a mistake."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter raised an eyebrow and couldn't stop grinning. "You're wearing a gown, aren't you?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner held the paper out to Walter, his face turning even redder, if that was possible. "Okay, tell me I'm crazy and this doesn't say I'm supposed to be Amber's aunt."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter read the paper and chortled.

"Ah, Auntie Conner."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yuck it up." Conner groaned and facepalmed with the hand that was holding the paper. It made a nice rustling crunch. "At least I probably won't have to wear the genie outfit again."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Why did you have to wear a genie outfit?" Walter asked curiously. "And there are worse things."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"To make up for missing a test in Wilson's class," Conner explained, still glaring at the sheet of paper in his hand. "He said I had to perform in the recital, and green lizardy music-teacher dude with horns made me sing 'Genie in a Bottle.'"

He shook his head. "That outfit really did nothing for my cleavage."