fandomhighdorms | Second floor common room, Tuesday afternoon

Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants was anxious.

Things were not going as he'd hoped. It had been ages since D-prime had vanished. H-prime had been ignoring him for months. And if his internal clock was right, it was almost time for H-prime to graduate and leave Fandom entirely.

Well, he wasn't having any of that. On the morning of May 1st, he reactivated himself and stealthily snuck through a whole bunch of dorm rooms to steal things. Weird things. Random things. Whatever he liked best in each of the rooms visited. Things like:

-some booze
-a yellow droid
-a pretty journal
-some frilly panties and dirty romance novels
-another journal titled "Emotions I Felt/Things I Hunted"
-an ipod
-a big stack of comics
-a laptop
-an engraved watertribe necklace
-a pretty plastic My Little Pony
-a very attractive pot of dirt
-a surfboard (how a tiny pink bunny robot managed to drag that down a flight of stairs all by his lonesome is a mystery for the ages)
-a crystal rose
-a bright blue doll
-a red herring robot
-a laptop with an "I miss my dolphin" sticker
-a wax lion
-an art tablet
-a fierce-looking stuffed Ewok
-a bottle of hair gel marked "unbelievably strong hold"
-some well-used juggling balls
-a bathabell. It's tradition.
-a stuffed kitty, the kind you might give someone as a birthday present
-a toy space station and toy boat, engaged in eternal combat
-a blitzball team logo drawing. Go Zanarkand Abes!
-a safety pin, a guitar pick, and some kickin' boots

After he was done, he piled his collection of loot in a large pile in the second floor common room. If anyone wanted their things back, they'd have to bargain with him.

That would stop all the upcoming changes from happening, wouldn't it?

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Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants recognized this girl. They had worked out a very nice trade before. He was not sure what called for such language.

Parker sighed and knelt down in front of the bunny, pointing at the space ship and the yacht. "Mine. Seriously. Mine."

Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants shook his evil pink head. Perhaps this girl had forgotten. They were his now. He held a paw out protectively over his space ship and yacht.

Parker rubbed the bridge of her nose, squinching her eyes shut. "And you've got a laser... thing. Right." Sighing, she shook her head. "It was lollipops last time, wasn't it?"

Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants nodded happily. She had remembered after all! Lollipops were very nice. Not perhaps as nice as space ships and yachts, but he was a reasonable evil pink robot and open to a trade.

Parker looked at her space ship and yacht. Looked at Mr. Mimir Canute Fluffypants, Evil Extortionist of the Fandom High Dorms.

Sighed and got up. "Wait here. I'll be right back."

Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants waited very patiently. He examined his pile. It was a good pile. It would be even better when it had lollipops in it.

Parker hated to pay Danegeld to a bunny... but then again, she had a little friend to bring him the lollipops.

She carefully directed the gold robot bunny that Broots gave her for Christmas over to Fluffypants, and made it to a forward somersault before coming to stop in front of him, half-a-dozen lollipops tapped to its paw.

Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants was impressed. The girl had sent him a playmate and lollipops! He wondered if the gold robot bunny was a boy bunny or a girl bunny. Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants still didn't have a companion for his lonely robot bunny nights.

Parker walked in from the doorway, and said, "Spaceship. Yacht. Aaaand, Goldie comes back tonight. She's too young for sleepovers." She cocked an eyebrow. "We got a deal?"

Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants had never been this happy. Goldie was not neon green, but Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants was not fussy about these details. He had a flipbook that was going to waste and a new friend to try new things with. Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants was having a very good day.

Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants allowed the nice girl to take her spaceship and yacht. And added her in his database under "Pimp."

It's probably a really good thing Parker doesn't know about that. Goldie, on the other hand, could be thrilled. Who can tell.

"Gotcha. Have her back by nine." Parker patted Goldie's head and put the remote in her paws, taking her yacht and her spaceship and going away, none the wiser.

Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants beamed. And pointed to the gold bunny and then himself in what he hoped was a suave manner. Hopefully Goldie wasn't big on chitchat, as he lacked the circuitry to talk.

Second floor common room, Tuesday afternoon

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