Fifth Floor Common Room, Saturday Midday (11 AM on)

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It had taken Jen a really, really, really long time to haul her wagonload of pizzas back to the dorms, and then there was the problem of carrying the pizzas up the stairs 'cause the wagon wouldn't go up the stairs. Well, it would but then the pizzas would fall!

But there was a safety clause in her plans for the day that amounted to "I'm small and I have short arms and it takes me a while to do things," so by the time Jen and a half dozen or so assorted, if not really all that hot any more, pizzas were comfortably settled in the fifth floor common room there was still an hour to spare before Racerranger started, yay!

Jen immediately set out all the pizzas in a neat line on the floor, then pulled all the cushions off the sofa and built herself a little fort. She was not losing the remote control for the TV to anyone, not today! She'd been waiting forever for Racerranger to start, and it had been a WHOLE WEEK since the first episode ran and she WANTED TO KNOW what was going to happen next.

So there was pizza, and Jen in a cushion-fort with the remote control, camped out in front of the TV. (A safe distance back, of course. But just exactly the minimum safe distance.)

[OOC: Might be slow while I get breakfast, but open! . . . I won't actually get to watch RPM until later due to errands.]

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"I think he just snuck back out into the hallway," Jen said, peering cautiously out from the fort.

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"This is mine, you can't have it!" Summer shouted toward the hallway. "You better stay out there!"

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"I think he might be getting away!" Jen tried.

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"Gooood! Then he won't be here to steal pizza!" Summer pointed out.

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"But but but! He might try to steal someone else's pizza!" Jen persisted. Maybe she could hide the remote down her shirt?

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"But not the pizza here," Summer shrugged, taking a bite of her own pizza.

She had, for the moment, forgotten about the remote. She had the attention span of a five-year-old after all.

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What that said about Jen's five-year-old attention span was probably kind of scary.

"What if he steals the pizza on someone else's floor, and it makes them cry? Will you feel bad?" she demanded.

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Summer shrugged and took another bite. "I didn't see any pizza on other floors."

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"Maybe I should bring them some. I've got lots," Jen said thoughtfully. "But it can wait until after Racerranger."

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"I can help you bring them!" Summer said helpfully.

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"Okay!" Jen said happily. "But I'm not going anywhere until I get to watch my show."

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"Okay, we can watch your show first," Summer said.

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"Good," said an obviously relieved Jen, who then whispered, "But if we eat all the pizza we don't have to share it with anyone!"

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Summer grinned. "That's a good idea!"