Second Floor Common Room, Saturday evening

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Ricky" led the way out of Room 220 and made his way to the common room. He had a performance tonight, after all, and he had to get set up.

"Where is the band?" he wondered. "Luuuucy?"

[OOC: Peter and Zero received an anniversary present of matching gremlin bites. How sweet. Their humiliation is open to all, of course.]

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[swerval_zero]

"Lucy" dashed into the common room and said hopefully, "Oh, Ricky, are you gonna let me be in the show?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"No, Lucy," Peter said. "But have you seen the band? They should be here by now."

[swerval_zero]

"No," Lucy said, and for once she wasn't lying; she really wasn't responsible for whatever had happened to the band. "I know! I could fill in!"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"No, no, no," Ricky said. "You are not going to be in the show. I'll figure something out." Ricky tried to think of a way to do his show without a band. Then he looked around. "There aren't any instruments anyway."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel hadn't been able to sleep so she was wandering the halls for a while. She stopped and boggled for minute, momentarily considering going to look for Zero's video equipment. Turn about was fair play after all. But she wouldn't do that to Peter. Chuckling, she wandered back to her room cause the mun was too tired to stay and play.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Ricky watched as the girl left. "We're losing our audience before we even had one."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter was heading up to his room when he heard noise in the second floor common room. He went over to check out what was up.

Then there was staring.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Oh, no, we have an audience and no band!" Ricky worried. "Unless... You, with the silly hair! Do you know how to play instruments?"

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter self-consciously raked a hand through his hair. "Uh... I could fake drums, maybe?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Excellent. You will be our drummer," Ricky declared. "Do you have any drums?"

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Hey, what's going on?" Kawalsky had come looking for food. Naturally.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Welcome to the show!" Ricky greeted with his Cuban accent. "If you can just wait a little bit, we're having some issues with the band."

Ricky turned off to the side and said in a stage whisper, "'Issues.' They're missing and we don't have their instruments!"

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky did his best to keep a straight face. "Sure," he said, playing along. "Who are you supposed to be?" He wasn't sure if Peter was acting or if this was some kind of Fandom thing.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"I'm the band leader and singer, of course!" Ricky said. "You can call me Ricky. And how are you tonight?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Not sure, but probably more intersting then my cieling." Alanna came over to Charlie, sleepy cat on shoulder.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"I think they've either gone crazy or ate something weird."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"I vote both." Alanna said and clung a bit tighter to her cat. "Might be something in the water." "Ow."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna had spent a day moping about her room, and finally emerged, cat in tow. "I love Fandom."

[swerval_zero]

Lucy glared at the other redhead. "I bet she's here to steal Ricky!"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna blinked. "Okay. Um. Right. Who's Ricky?"

[notawitch.livejournal.com]

Will headed down to the second floor common room, hoping that there wouldn't be a crazy gremlin-high movie director in there tonight.

Instead, she was greeted with a pair of crazy gremlin-high 50s TV actors.

"Great, more crazies," she mumbled to herself.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"You! Can you play the trumpet?" Ricky asked. She seemed like a trumpet-playing girl.

[notawitch.livejournal.com]

"Um, I don't know? I've never tried," she answered honestly. She wasn't quite sure why the Peter from Superhero class needed her to play the trumpet, but sometimes it was better to just not ask.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"There was craziness before this? I need to get out more."

[notawitch.livejournal.com]

"You missed the stuff earlier in the week?" Will asked Kawalsky. "I was in here on Wednesday, and Valentine -- no, the famous director Ricardo Valenteen drafted me as his writer for a movie about a rubber chicken in love with a mostly-attractive fire monster. Judging from the radio reports, it's been a weirder week than usual around here."