5th Floor CR, Saturday Night

[withoutverona]

The broom sweeping the floor around Romeo's feet wasn't so bad; it was silent, and no more distracting from his book than a maid at home would have been. (The fact it seemed to be powering itself was a bit distressing, but less so than talking shoes had been.)

But when a container of Lysol started hovering near his coffee-table-propped-feet, he really needed to jump up and protest. "They do not smell bad!" he informed the air, glaring.

It had been a very strange week.

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[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Hottoite! Oh god, I hate this school!" Dōjima yelled as she fled ducked into the common room. "My room has been invaded by little cleaning goblins, or there's some Witch at this school with a strange sense of humor. Either way, it isn't funny!"

[withoutverona]

Happy to see her, Romeo kicked the Lysol out of his way; it seemingly took its injured pride to elsewhere in the room, while the broom continued its slow progress across the floor.

"It is not even just your room," Romeo said, gesturing to them. "Perhaps this is how the school saves on hiring custodial staff? Would they would leave us alone, at least."

He gave her exaggerated puppy-dog eyes. "But I cannot say I hate everything about this place."

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"First, there was singing. I do not sing in public, it is part of the Geneva Convention. Then yesterday, some hoppy things kept exploding in my room. Now? I'm being chased by cleaning rejects from a fantasy cartoon!" Dōjima eyed the broom warily, inching around to try and steal a seat by Romeo. "Cope failure is pending."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka grinned at Dōjima, looked from her to Romeo and back again, and waggled his eyebrows knowingly.

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Having a seizure, Sokka?" Dōjima teased, batting her eyelashes at him sweetly. "Or does your face just do that on occasion?"

[isourking.livejournal.com]

Ron wandered into the CR looking only somewhat grumpy and not really phased by the whole cleaning supplies thing. "Decided to do some spring cleaning?" Ron asked.

[withoutverona]

"They did so without my help," Romeo said, then his eyes flickered over Ron again. "... you're back to your normal height."

He was an observant one at times.

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"Woke up normal sized," Ron said with a cross look. "All because of that idiot Reno."

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Weasley, welcome back to the land of the tall," Dōjima called from her perch on the couch. "Do you know how to make these things stop? The broom is kinda freaking me out."

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"This from the girl who yelled at me for using magic?" Ron asked with a small smirk. "Sorry, but whatever I can do doesn't work. My desk, bed and clothes however look fantastic so I'm not complaining."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Hey!" Sokka greeted him, with a smile and a cheerful wave. "All better?"

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"No, I'm still five inches tall," Ron replied equally as cheerfully. "And you?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Hiya!" Sokka said, as he flopped onto the couch and turned the TV on. "What's new?"

[withoutverona]

"Good evening, Sokka," Romeo greeted. "Little enough, unless you count that." He pointed at the broom, which had been joined by a dustpan and was finishing cleaning the corners. "Are you from one of the worlds where that's normal?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Nope!" he replied. "But I've been here a year. You get used to things being randomly weird, after a while."

[halfshell-hero.livejournal.com]

There was a very bored, rather large turtle meandering aimlessly about.

"Aimlessly about" had brought him to the fifth floor, where there was a common room, with, like, people and stuff in it.

This, of course, was awesome.

"Hey, dudes! Anything cool going on in here tonight?"

[withoutverona]

There was a talking turtle. In the common room.

...well, he'd had a conversation with a felt frog, a turtle should pose no challenge.

"There are cleaning supplies using themselves?" Romeo offered, weakly, voice very how-am-I-talking-to-a-turtle. "And Sokka's turned on the TV, ask him what he's watching."

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Ohaiyo!" Dōjima yelled prior to turning around to see who was coming in now.

Then the cope failure that had been looming for the better part of the week kicked in. "You're a...turtle." She dropped her head into her hands and giggled. "I give, Fandom broke me. Poof!"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka hopped up for a high-five. "DUUUUUUUDE!!! Where've you been???"

[the_merriest]

Rikku peered around the edge of the doorway. "What doesn't smell bad?" she asked. "Hiya!"

[halfshell-hero.livejournal.com]

Mikey was waving quite happily in Rikku's general direction.

"Rikku! Hi, Rikku!"

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"Hey Rikku," Ron said with a wave. "How's life treating you?"

[withoutverona]

"My feet," Romeo admitted, slightly embarrassed. "The Lysol and I were having a disagreement about whether I needed to be cleansed with it, though I believe I trounced it by kicking the can away. How are you?"

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Rikku!" Dōjima patted a spot next to her on the couch. "Finally, another girl. Come protect me from all the testosterone."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka grinned and waved at Rikku, and pointed at his head. "Hey, look! It's gone!"