fandomhighdorms | Fifth floor common room, Wednesday evening

Nadia had gotten a package. It had been a very long time since she'd gotten a random package that wasn't something she'd ordered.

But it was from a former boss (and not one that she'd ~~killed~~ ~~slept with~~ stopped talking to on bad terms), so she figured it was okay.

Inside were a few CDs from Lucas, and a tupperware container with an extra note on it:

Hey, little former music babe,

Lucas says you used to totally dig the secret recipe of my brownies, so I thought I'd make sure you got some more for old times sake. Try not to watch any Gwar videos when you eat them.

Keep it cool,

Eddie

Her eyes widened.

Eddie's special brownies.

SCORE!

So now she was bopping around to an odd harpsichord playing musician who sounded kind of like a cross between Betty Boop and a cat screeching but was mysteriously catchy, and eating her some good brownies.

[ooc: open. Yes, those are Eddie's special brownies. Secret ingredient: "lots of sugar". Your character may or may not recognize them for what they are, Nadia may or may not tell your character what they are, I leave that up to you]

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Something was deeply wrong with Blair. For one thing, he didn't quite look right.

But . . . he did bounce. . . .

"'Kay,"

He bounced higher but had to catch his jeans before they fell off. "Awesome! Can I have two?" Blair smiled wide at Nadia.

"One. For now. Just in case."

In case of what?

In case of . . . attack. Yes.

"You're the bestest ever!" Bounce Bounce.

Annette was wondering when it would be a good time to sing Kumbayah?

Nadia was wondering if Eddie had added an extra ingredient or three to the brownies. "You . . . look really different."

"It's the lighting." Blair bounced. "Rain has everything messed up around here. Maybe I should have brought my candles." Blair snatched a brownie real quick.

"Nooooooooo that's not it. You're . . ." She waved her hand up and down to indicate either taller or shorter ~~whichever the case may be~~ ". . . than you used to be."

"I very recently lost some weight. And I decided to quit wearing those certain shoes of mine that added five inches or so to my height." Blair bounced to hide the blushing. Annette practically shoved the brownie in her mouth, grinning.

"Hug?"

"I don't think that's it. . . ." But the hugging, that was very Blair. . . . "Is this some weird protest thingy?"

"You mean my tee-shirt? Save the whales! Yo!"

". . . I don't wanna kill whales!"

Blair giggled, "Me either! I love the whales!"

"Then why are you protesting me?!"

Blair blinked and pouted. "Dude, I so was not. How can you even think I could protest you? You're beautiful." Okay, Annette was lost on whether or not Blair liked girls or boys and how he really acted around them. This was working though, right?

"Brownie?"

Nadia frowned. "Dude, we worked out the whole dating thing like last year. You're not Blair. You're an imposter!"

"Am not!" Annette took a big bite of brownie and bounced. "Am not!"

"Are too are too are too! You can't fool me, I'm a spy!"

Blair might have whined, "Am not! Can too, and I...teach meditation room 409!"

". . . That's something anybody could know."

"I have this plant...names Hank. And he's not quite a plant yet. I'm trying though, I really am!" Blair began to hum his favorite song, Kumbayah.

Nadia narrowed her eyes. "Where did we go on our first date?"

Blair did whine now, "You're asking me that after I've had like a freakin' million brownies?" Annette was so flailing right now! But she did get in that bounce.

"Oh, trust me, this is one you should be remembering. And I am WAY more steened than you are."

Blair gave her a cute pouty look, "Do you still like me, Nadia. You want to try dating again?" Did Blair have a girlfriend? Oh man!

"I'm with Walter. And you're not Blair. And you're starting to creep me out."

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