ext_175962 ([identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-04-03 07:12 pm

The Roof - Tuesday early evening until whenever

Trudging up to the roof, Dick and Annette set their bags of goodies down near the ledge. Dick had also carried for her a smaller ice chest with cold drinks because slinging peeps off the roof could definitely make a person thirsty. No doubt about it.

Crouching next to the bags, Annette started pulling out the packages of different colored peeps and stacking them against the side ledge. "Oh crap these things are soft. Man, we hit someone with one of these and it is going to be messy! Hey, think we should aim for people?" She cast him a sideways glance, giving him a wicked little grin.

(the roof is open! If you want to get hit with a warm marshmallow peep, by all means, ping in! Dick modded with permission!)

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Yech. There's too much goo here for just me. You want cookies? You lick it off." He kept wiping it off his shirt and flinging it, protecting his cookies.

[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Pass." said Dick, dodging peep goo.

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
"These are fantastic cookies, and I should know because I've been making them and eating them all afternoon. 3 Ingredient Cookies," he said with a nod. He'd be tempted to eat her boob goo if Dick wasn't there. Or if Dick got to it first.

[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
And he did. Well he swiped the peep remains off her shirt with his finger, not his mouth. "If they're so fantasic wouldn't you want to share them? Sharing is caring. Or so I'm told."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
John totally wasn't paying attention to Annette's boob. Or Dick being there. INstead, he flung more goo. "My sharing was perfectly innocent. PResented on a plate, even, before you guys decided to share on my face!"

[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
"What, you don't like peeps?" he asked before getting hit on the arm with goo. "Ew."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, then, if you guys would rather have peeps than cookies, maybe I should take my festive treats and go somewhere where I won't be wearing other peoples' goo."

[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
"I would like peeps and festive treats." said Dick. "Possibly squished together to make ultra festive treats."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay, I think you two are suffering from sugaritis more than I am." John's legs start wobbling a bit.

[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Isn't that all peeps are? Sugar and...more sugar?" said Dick, popping another peep in his mouth. "You got to eat them fast before they turn all hard and become lethal weapons."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
"You are so cut off!" John shouted. He wasn't trying to laugh, really. That was him shaking with rage. Pure unadulterated rage. And sugarhigh.

[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
At the mention of being cut off Dick shoved as many peeps as he could into his mouth. "Mmmf umphs meef eeps uff!"

Which was something along the lines of 'I will die before someone takes peeps away from me!'

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
John does not ogle Annette's peepy cleavage. Or peep at her ogly cleavage. "Wow. I can't take this." He wipe sthe last of the peep goo off of him and backs towards the door, and his nice hot shower.

[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Dick raises his arm up in the air. "Victory for peeps!"

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
John gets zotted in the back of hte head. He grabs the goo and flings it at the both of them. "Gaaa! Not in my hair!"

[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
Dick tosses the slingshot to the side and puts up his hands to guard against the goo. "It wasn't me!"

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Serves you right!" FLing! Flingity fling!