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nadiathesaint) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2007-01-24 07:08 pm
Fifth floor common room, Wednesday evening
Nadia had set herself up in the kitchen with a large pot full of a watered-down mix of black ink, dye, and latex paint, and lots and lots of newspaper.
She was currently attempting to get the stuffed, winged pink pony into the pot.
"No, no, it's lots of fun, I promise!"
"It doesn't look very nice or happy or friendly," the pony would reply.
"Just get in the pot!"
"Why don't we play Candyland instead?" asked the pony.
It wasn't going well.
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She was currently attempting to get the stuffed, winged pink pony into the pot.
"No, no, it's lots of fun, I promise!"
"It doesn't look very nice or happy or friendly," the pony would reply.
"Just get in the pot!"
"Why don't we play Candyland instead?" asked the pony.
It wasn't going well.
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"Fire up the grill!" chimed in little plastic Chase Utley.
Anders glared down at them. "You guys! Knock it off!"
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"You can't roast him. He's stuffing. He'll only burn. Besides, he's mine."
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"Oh, screw you," snapped a surly slugger whose tiny bat looked like it had too much pine tar on it
so not dirty. "I don't need this. I'm gonna go play in Japan."Anders snorted. "Yeah? Enjoy the swim, then. Try not to get too lost on the way."
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"Such a filthy mouth for a little slugger." She said, reaching over to pluck the tiny bat from his hands. "Ew."
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Annette thought for a second. "If rollerblading is even a sport. I don't know. I play tennis!" She said hopefully.
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