fandomhighdorms | The Hallway - just outside rooom 508

Annette stood staring down at the mess she created. Between her bed and just outside her open door and into the hallway, the floor was littered with clothes, left over valentine candy, odds and ends of this that and the other that she didn't want anymore. Currently? She was trying to make some sort of order of the chaos she created by shoving stuff into a few boxes she'd found.

Just outside her room, she placed her hands on her hips and frowned down at everything. She had too much stuff. Stuff was everywhere. She just needed to get rid of all of it but was not sure exactly how to do it. And she was tired of looking at it all.

She kicked a shoe down the hallway. She'd lost the one that went with it during Spy Tech when she'd almost blown herself up. Okay, she might have almost blown Jake up too. "Stupid shoe." Then she kicked an empty box just cause it felt good to kick something. "Stupid box." Falling to the floor in the hall, she rolled over on a pile of clothes and turned on her ipod shoving the earplugs in her ears. Pulling the little rubber ball from her front jeans pocket, she began tossing it in the air above her, seeing how high she could get it to the ceiling.

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"Azzy," the little blond promptly replied, with a tilt of his head as if he thought it was a weird question. "Immy," he then said, pointing at the dark-haired boy next to him. "Why 'ou playin' by ou'sef?"

"Azzy," Annette repeated with a nod, staring at him a moment. Then she turned to the other little boy and said, "Immy." Which she was almost certain stood for Jimmy. "Well, I don't know. Do you want to play with me?"

They were so cute! There was something a little different here though, like there was something she should know but couldn't quite touch.

The blond's wings fluttered happily at the offer to play, and despite the fact that they had a mission they were supposed to be fulfilling, he turned to share a questioning look with Jimmy. The dark-haired boy seemed to agree, and carefully set aside the brightly wrapped package he was clutching to his chest.

"Kaykay," Azzy agreed, smiling at Annette. "Pay ball wif 'ou!"

Oh! Wings! She just now noticed them! Oh! Jimmy, Dr. Wilson...
Aziraphale? Oh, this was something...

Annette barely noticed the brightly wrapped package, she could hardly take her eyes off the two boys. This was totally insane. And totally Fandom.

"Okay, Azzy, you go down to that end, and Jimmy, you go down to that end. I will stay right here in the middle. You take the ball Azzy and throw it to me, then I will throw to Jimmy and he will throw back to me and I will throw back to you. Understand?"

Well, they understood the instructions to go to either end of the hall, at any rate, although neither went very far, and they were both careful to check and make sure that they could see one another at all times.

"Kaykay!" Azzy announced, as the two boys bounced a bit in place. "Pay now, Nette!"

The boys only went maybe as far as five feet on either side of Annette which was perfectly fine with her. Little boys and all. Grinning wide at Azzy, she bent her knees just a bit and held her hands out, cupping them slightly and keeping them close together. "Okay, Azzy, I'm ready. Toss me the ball, sweetie."

Azzy had never played catch before. He wasn't sure exactly how to go about getting the ball to Annette, especially such a long way as five whole feet. So after a moment of debate, he carefully set the ball on the ground and kicked at it.

The ball managed to make it most of the way to Annette, although taking a rather wobbly course. When the little angel realized his attempt hadn't gotten quite there, however, and that Annette would have to move from her spot to retrieve it, he ran forward and picked up the ball, then hurried over to Annette and plopped it into her hands, before running back to his position.

She tried to be encouraging at his attempt, lifting her brows and smiling with a nod. "That's it, Azzy." She said, grinning when finally just kicked it to her, then realizing that the ball wasn't quit going to make it, running to bring it to her himself.

"Now," she said after he took his position once more. "Watch me when I toss it to Jimmy, okay?" Looking at Jimmy, Annette explained. "Okay, Jimmy, hold out your hands like this, that's right, and what I'm going to do is toss you the ball so you can catch it, okay? Ready? Here goes..." She let the ball go gently, tossing it softly towards his waiting little hands.

Jimmy seemed to be more used to this sort of play, and although he didn't manage to catch the ball, he came pretty close. Chasing it down as it bounced away, he grinned as he tossed it back at Annette, copying the underhand way she'd thrown.

"Azzy, wook!" he crowed, pleased with his accomplishment.

The wee angel's wings fluttered as he clapped happily in response. "Yay Immy!"

Annette laughed. "Okay, Azzy, your turn." Facing the very cute little angel, she tossed the ball gently to him after he had copied Jimmy, curving his hands and bringing his arms close together. And she tried very hard to make sure the ball eased its way into his small palms.

This time the wee angel managed to catch the ball, and he squealed with glee, wings fluttering, as he clutched it against his chest.

"I got it! Immy, Nette, I got it!" he crowed. Then he held his hands out in front, like he'd seen Annette do, and sent the ball back in her direction.

And she caught it easily and laughed, holding it to her chest. "I tell you what," She said with a grin, looking at one then the other. "You two can take this ball with you and play all you want. Would you like that?"

She bent down to her knees. "Do you think I could have a hug from each of you before you leave?" And she held the ball out to Azzy so he could take it and keep it with him.

With a huge grin, Azzy ran forward and took the ball, then threw his arms around Annette's neck and kissed her cheek. Little Jimmy did the same, squeezing her tightly and giggling.

"Ball for Azzy an Immy!" the wee angel cried happily. "Ankoo, Nette!"

The Hallway - just outside rooom 508 - Sun. afternoon

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