http://mauledbyabear.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mauledbyabear.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-01-04 01:08 pm

Fourth Floor Common Room - Sunday Afternoon

Emmett had spent most of the night exploring the dorms and enjoying being able to walk around without the smell of humans being too overpowering. He was thinking about going into town but decided to pace himself when it came to exploring. If he saw everything too fast then he got bored and when he got bored he tended to make houses out of cardboard and play "General Sherman is burnin' everything" in the yard with Jasper (well, Emmett played. Jasper glared). He had the feeling burning the dorms down by accident would be frowned upon. So around 5 am he staked out a place in the common room and started to watch TV.

Now there was football on! Emmett had his ass on the couch, a football in his hand and was watching the Dolphins playing the Ravens. Then the Eagles were playing the Vikings at 4:30. God, he loved Sundays. He was tossing the football quickly between his two hands but making sure it was at a human's pace just in case anyone came in.

[Open, yes. I hope Miami wins...I think I jinxed them omg]

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-01-04 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe glitter will be frightened of you too," Ned said thoughtfully.

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-01-04 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't think so," Ned said carefully. "There are just...rumors."

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-01-04 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Uh, are you sure you want to know?"

Because he was a guy.

And a huge one at that.

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-01-04 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, there's a rumor that, if you get hit by glitter on this island, it'll make you kiss boys," Ned said.

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-01-04 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just rumors but yeah," Ned said and shook his head. "I mean, it's never happened to me but I've heard it's happened."

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-01-04 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, people don't usually go around throwing glitter but glitter seems to be prevalent around here," Ned said. "It's just one of those things to look out for. And maybe it is just a rumor. Maybe glitter will just make you twinkle."

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-01-04 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"You and me both," Ned laughed. "I don't mind twinkling. I know someone who likes shiny things a lot."

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-01-04 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, some mistletoe came to life sort of a few weeks," Ned said. "And was really pushy when people got under it."

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-01-04 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, no, it wasn't bad," Ned agreed. "Just the fact that it was alive was the weird part."

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-01-04 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh no, not at all," he said. "It's rained down chocolate a few times too."

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-01-04 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"That happens a lot around here," Ned said. "The food, not the chocolate. People are almost always cooking in these common rooms."

Ned, personally, thought Emmett didn't need to eat much more lest he grow into a GIANT.

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-01-04 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Everyone can cook," Ned said immediately. "When people can't say they can't cook, it just means they haven't tried, exactly. All you'd need was working equipment, a recipe and materials."

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-01-04 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe a little," Ned admitted. "Did I make it obvious?"