Fourth Floor Common Room, evening

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

It's best not to ask where Marco had spent most of his weekend. Most of his clothes and half his room was covered in mud. But Marco didn't want to take a bath, so he figured a different way to get clean quickly. Which is why there was a baby polar bear in the common room, jumping up on all the furniture.

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[gobrookeyourself]

Brooke was wondering what was going on downstairs now that she was all prettified with makeup (most of which had been wiped or worn off by now), and she'd expected to see more kids.

So she stood at the doorway with her jaw dropped, thinking this was the coolest ever and hoping it didn't bite her.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco ran over to Brooke from where he was on the table and stopped a few inches away from her.

[gobrookeyourself]

Well, he looked cute and friendly, and he was small so he had to be little too. A little nervously, she raised a hand and waved. "Hi."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

< Hi! > Marco though-spoke at her and panted cheerfully at her.

[gobrookeyourself]

"Hi!" Brooke said again in surprise, and decided since she didn't think she'd get her hand bitten off so they'd have to call the emergency room she could reach out a hand to pet him.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

The second floor was being too boring to Turtle.

Other floors were being too boring for Turtle.

The fourth floor, however, had a bear in it. This was definitely not boring.

"BEAR! Hi!"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

< TURTLE! > Marco thought speaked at her. Kind of loudly. He jumped off of the couch and ran over to poke at her.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle let out a little shriek and almost started running away, because the bear was totally going to attack her, holy crap!, but then she realized that she'd heard...someone saying her name and stopped a moment and considered the situation.

"Marco!" she amended her first shout of greeting. "Hi! You should keep that look; you're much much cuter like that."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

< Am not! > Marco said. He would have pouted if polar bears could pout.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Totally are; you look like a cute little teddy bear!"

[pyroliz.livejournal.com]

Liz was on her way back to her room on the fifth floor when she noticed what was in the fourth floor common room and stopped and stared with wide eyes.

"Oooh," she said with great interest at what was in there.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco ran over to the girl, stopping short of knocking her over.

[pyroliz.livejournal.com]

"Hello," she said quietly with a small smile.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco poked at her with his nose.

[pyroliz.livejournal.com]

Liz giggled and hesitantly raised a hand out, wondering if it'd be okay to pet him.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Teddy!" Isabel cried out happily.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco ran over to the little girl. < Girl! >

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You talk!" she smiled. "Can I hug you?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

< You talk too! > Marco informed her. < I like hugs! >

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"But bears aren't supposed to talke! They growl!" Isabel told him as she hugged him tightly.

[harrydresden.livejournal.com]

Harry had started wandering around after finding an old bike helmet somewhere and decorating it with lots of stickers and sparkly things. He was carrying the helmet under one arm. The helmet happened to have a skull strapped in it. The skull was not pleased. Harry was unconcerned with the skull's opinions.

"A BEAR! Lookit Bob! A bear!"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco ran over and tried to knock the boy over.

[harrydresden.livejournal.com]

Harry's sense of self-preservation was apparently not developed yet. He went down with a thump, still clinging to the helmeted skull.

"Hi bear!"

The skull, sounding very tired, sighed. "If you're going to start wrestling polar bears, could you at least PUT ME DOWN FIRST?"

Harry giggled. "Nope. You hafta play!"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco eeped and backed away from the skull.

[harrydresden.livejournal.com]

Harry pouted.

"It's just Bob, bear," he said, patting the helmet. "He won't hurt you. He's just grumpy cos he doesn't get out to play enough."