Wyatt Halliwell ([personal profile] blessed_twice) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-04-28 05:54 pm

Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Afternoon

At some point, Wyatt grew bored with the blocks and orbed out of Chris's room into the common room. The TV had some cartoons on, but Wyatt changed the channel. Anyone observing might note he wasn't using the remote to do it.

He found a channel with a movie about dragons on it and clapped in delight. He liked dragons. He wanted a dragon. So he started to call it out of the TV.

But as luck would have it, he took a step backwards and stepped on the actual remote control, changing the channel to a popular children's show. And what he called out of the TV wasn't exactly a dragon.

It was a singing purple dinosaur. "I love you, you love me, we're a happy family. With a great big hug and a kiss from me to you, won't you say you love me too?"


[Open, of course. Based on canon, but Barney wasn't entirely my idea. *bats eyes innocently* ;) ]

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
That sound? That was Anders hyperventilating.

"Holy frakking hell, Nomar Garciaparra."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Me?" Anders repeated incredulously. "Play baseball with you? You're kidding, right -- Wyatt, dude, I love you forever for this but not like that oh my gods . . ."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Anders totally pouted. For real.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Dude." Anders pointed at the 1988 Dodgers Kirk Gibson figure. "Can you do that to him long enough for me to get his autograph?"

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Holy frakking hell!" Anders squeaked, his voice two octaves higher than normal. "Mister Gibson, can I have your autograph?"

Yes, he actually had a Kirk Gibson 1998 baseball card in his wallet. He was a sports dork like that.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Anders hyperventilated some more. "HolyfrakIgotKirkGibson'sautographinperson."

"Thanks so much, Mister Gibson," he said. Which might've sounded a bit weird, considering it's hard to enunciate when your jaw is halfway to the floor.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
Anders pointed at the purple thing. "But you've got a singing . . . purple creature. How can you be bored?"

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
Anders reached down and ruffled his hair. "Real dragons might be a little bit out of control, you know? And then the Cleaners would show up and it would be a big mess with lots of repeating days."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
Anders grinned down at him, boggling for a moment at the sword. "I know you do. But the island's a little small for a dragon."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, but if it was real it might be a little big for a little guy like you to handle," Anders said carefully.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Nobody's trying to take it from you," Anders assured him.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, it is," Anders said, restraining the urge to hug him.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure!" Anders eyed his figures, trying to decide which one he'd like to meet next. "How 'bout Jeff Kent?"