Third floor common room, Sunday evening

[captainliberty]

Janet has made her way allllll the way to the dorms, and alllll the way up the stairs after talking to Pam. It's very tiring on her wee little legs, and she crawls up onto the couch with her eight pounds of clothes and towel cape, and decides she's bored.

She spots the remote and her eyes light up, and she reaches to grab it. The problem is, she doesn't know how to work the remote, so she's yelling "WORK!" at it and pouting when that doesn't turn the TV on.

She might need help. Or advice that TV ruins the brain.


[Open, especially for the kiddies, or those who want to entertain said kiddies. La.]

Comments

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"'M Aly!" she said, bouncing more. "Sing the barricade song!"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Um. Okay," Jamie replied. "But you have to give me an A+ for the entire course."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"What course?" Aly asked, starting to pout. "Won't you sing, pleeease?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

It's the extra "e's" in please that did it.

"Okay. But only because you used the magic word," Jamie grinned.

Then he got the other duplicates who were made by Wade kicking his shins and stood on the sofa.

"RED! THE BLOOD OF ANGRY MEN!
BLACK! THE DARK OF AGES PAST!
RED! THE WORLD ABOUT TO DAWN!
BLACK! THE NIGHT THAT ENDS AT LAST!"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly danced happily to Jamie's song. "YAY JAMIE!"