Second floor common room - Friday afternoon

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Faile sat crossed-legged on the floor in front of the TV. She tucked her divided skirts around her bare feet and leaned forward a bit more.

"Do it again," she commanded John who sat on the couch behind her, holding the remote control.

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Marco!" Polo! "Can I sit by you?" She asked but invited herself to the spot on the couch right next to him. "What are you watching? Is it any good? Will it keep me entertained for hours and hours? Uh?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Nope, its reserved for my other blonde friend named Annette." Marco dead-panned and scooted over to make room for her. "Apparently? We are watching everything, so I think it will be entertaining for a while."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Really? That sure is coinky-dink." Yeah, she was in a crazy kind of mood. Good. But crazy. "How can someone watch everything? You could miss something important from ten channels up while your ten channels down wondering what the crap is going on before you turn it again."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Coinky-dink?" Marco asked and tried not to laugh. "I'm not sure but that's what the new girl said and have you had any coffee?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She just nodded and bounced on the cushion, grinning at him. "No. I haven't had any coffee. Not much of coffee drinker unless I just want it. Didn't have any this morning. In fact, now that I think about it. I haven't had anything since last night. Wow. Did you have any coffee and new girl? I haven't met her yet."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Sugar?" Marco guessed. "And there's a lot of new kids but I was talking about Fah-LEE." He exaggerated the e again. "I don't think she's from around here."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"I don't care for any right now thanks, trying to watch my figure and all. Someone recently told me I was fat." Uhg. Stupid Buster's mother! "Faile, that's a pretty name. Is she nice?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Was it a stick-figure? And I think I confused her even more." Marco didn't sound too bad about that.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"A stick-figure?" She looked at Marco for five seconds before she caught on. "Ohh! Hee hee, no. But she was a hologram if that makes any difference at all. And how did you confuse her? Did you turn into something cute and fuzzy?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Aw, you called me cute! And nah, I just told her you need a formal invitation to go to a common room not your own."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"That's because you are cute," she reached over to pinch his cheek. "And I don't have to crane by neck back to talk to you." Hee hee. "Marco. You don't have to have a formal invitation. I hope you set her straight."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco spent an extra few moments beaming at being called cute so he didn't fully realize that he got called short. "I er, well, it was fairly obvious I was kidding?" To him.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"I hope so," she nudged his arm. "We want all the new people thinking you are cute too, eh?" Annette totally knew he liked being called cute. It was too funny.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco grinned. "Much cuter then Anders."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette gave him a look, totally teasing him, "Well...I dunno..."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco gave her his biggest puppy-dog pout.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

And omigod she fell for it, "Awww, you are the cutest out of all that is cute!"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Do I get a trophy?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Do you want one?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Is it edible?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"It...can be."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Is it sweet?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"I think it might be."