Fifth Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

[withoutverona]

After rummaging through the cabinets, Levon -- who looked strangely like Romeo in a cheap velvet blazer -- had assembled a lot of pudding.

Perhaps not exactly $240 worth, but a lot of pudding all the same.

Which he was diligently cooking, chilling, dancing near, and whispering sweet nothings to.

"Oh baby, you know you got it goin' on. Aw, you lookin' so good, you lookin' so right. Awwwww, yeah."

From the table, a droid baby -- "Barry" -- whispered sweet encouragement that only "Levon" could hear.

"Levon" grinned at the growing mound of pudding. This would be a very good night.

[OOC: CR and, duh, open. Video documentation encouraged.]

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[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

Naminé wandered into the common room, leaning in a bit. Curious at the noise.

"Are you cooking?" she asked. A bit disconcerted by the jacket, as well.

[withoutverona]

"Aww yeah, baby," "Levon" said from his post near the stove. "I cook, and then I chill. Tell her, Barry."

He shot a look at a wee droid propped on the couch.

[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

Naminé looked from Romeo to "Barry" and back again, before nodding.

"I see," she said calmly. "Thank you for that verification, Barry. You seem to do both marvelously. The cooking and the chilling."

[withoutverona]

"That's what I do, awww yeah," Levon said with a grin. "I got a lot of fiiiiiiine pudding to cook and chill with, if ya know what I'm sayin'."

[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

"I believe I do. Your jacket is spectacularly suited for that," she said. "Is it new?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka walked in and stared. "Now, THAT'S a lot of pudding."

[withoutverona]

"Awwww yeah!" Levon agreed. "High five me, bro, for puttin' together such a luscious mound of puddin'." He approached Sokka, one hand up for the high five.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Grinning, Sokka gave him the high five, and then followed through with the swing. "Down low!"

With a smirk, he asked, "So. Bro. Ro-MAY-O. Are you just bored, or were you bitten?"

[withoutverona]

Grinning, Levon gave the high fives, and would have requested one behind the back if Sokka hadn't asked his question.

Which he only understood about half of, but that was not unusual for Levon. Few appreciated his devotion to pudding.

"Who could be bored with all this puddin'?" he asked, clearly rhetorically, gyrating toward the mound of pudding he was building in a corner of the room. "When I see puddin' like this, I just gotta whisper my sweet nothings to it."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"SWEET NOTHINGS???" Sokka stared some more. DEFINITELY a gremlin bite.

"All right, then. We've got pudding. We've got us. Where's the spoons?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow peered into the common room. "Do I smell dessert of a creamy yet not flan-like nature?'

[withoutverona]

Levon shook his hips in a disco-ish way before answering the redhead. "If you mean pudding, baby, you sure do smell it, awww yeah. Almost $240 worth of it."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Is that because that's the amount you purchased or because you actually got closer to $300 but $60 of it is scentless?" Willow asked.

[withoutverona]

That flew completely over Levon's head, yes. "Awww yeah," he said, in lieu of an actual response. "It's a lotta puddin."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Is it Purim pudding?" Willow asked.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Coming back from patrol Mel was wandering the halls for something to do when she saw...

Well. That.

"Romeo? What the rutting hell?"

[withoutverona]

"Romeo!" Levon greeted, from the corner where he was finding his bliss with the pudding. "I'm just gettin' my groove on, making time with the pudding."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"... Making time with-?"

Mel looked at the pudding and then at Romeo.

"Yeeeeah. You sure you're feeling okay?"

[withoutverona]

"Is Levon feeling okay?" He addressed himself to their droid, who was now napping on the couch. "Barry, tell this lady I'm feeling okay, I'm too busy kissing the sky."

Also smushing his butt around in a mound of pudding.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"You kiss the sky with your butt?" Mel asked looking horrified before realizing the "Barry" in question was their assignment for Ethics class. "Oh for the love of-"

Mel rushed over to the droid baby to make sure it hadn't been drowned in pudding. "If you broke this thing, Skywalker can laser sword your ass not mine."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka ran over to Mel. "Well, if it isn't my favorite foxy lady!"

He reached out to grab her shoulder (with the hand that WASN'T covered in pudding) and hissed, "Do you have a camera?"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Um. No," Mel said still boggling at Romeo. "Seriously. Where does someone get that much pudding?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Shoot. We totally need a camera."

Sokka looked at the pudding, and then at Romeo, and shrugged. "He bought some of it this afternoon. Dunno about the rest. This IS Fandom, though -- it could have fallen out of the ceiling or something. Does it matter? He's humiliating himself in public, and that's what's important."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"And you have nothing do to with it?" Mel asked nodding toward Sokka's pudding hand.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack was up for a bit of a wander and found himself on the fifth floor... with...

THat's a lot of pudding.