Fifth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Night

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Okay, so there had been zombies Monday night. That had kind of sucked. But they all got away okay, and now Sokka had zombies on the brain. Which is why he and Momo Jr. and a thick snuggly blanket and a bucket of popcorn and a bottle of Mountain Dew all sat down together for a zombie movie marathon. Really, what else could you do?

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[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle had been outside, you see. So when Turtle came inside but didn't feel like hanging around the room with Jeff's babbling more and came down to the common room, she just stopped a moment a few steps in, blinked at the TV screen, and then arched an eyebrow at Sokka.

"Zombie movies, Sokka?" she asked. "Really?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka shrugged. "Really! I didn't get to splatter enough of 'em on Monday. So here we are -- less fun, but safer! Popcorn?" He offered the bowl to her, although it was drooping funny from the extra weight of the chinchilla swimming in it.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"You haven't been outside much today," Turtle commented, moving into the room and plopping down on the couch, "have you?"

She waved a hand, as well, letting Sokka know that she'd pass on the chinchilla popcorn, thanks.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka shrugged. "Nah. I was going to head out to the junkyard tomorrow, though." He looked around, starting to put two and two together. "...What's falling from the sky today?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle shook her head. "Nothing falling from the sky," she said, truthfully, wondering if she should say anything more. She was almost tempted to take that popcorn after all, just to stuff her face to keep from talking. Her eyes were trained on the screen. She was hoping to get some good ideas for the next few days.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka shrugged. "Ooooookay. Well, if you want to tell me what's up, I'm all ears. In the meantime, sit down and enjoy the zombies."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle realized that this was a great moment to say something fairly clever.

She took a moment to make sure she didn't let it go to waste before shrugging back. "Well, I'd much rather enjoy these ones than the ones outside," she supplied.

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Sokka nodded. "Well, I can see where you might."

It took half a second.

"...OUTSIDE? Like, HERE? NOW? TODAY? No, we beat the snot out of them on Monday and sent them crying for mommy!" Sokka may be misremembering Monday evening's events somewhat.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle shook her head. "Nope. Guess again. They might have gone crying for mommy, but only just so mommy...and daddy...and second cousins...and great-great-uncle thrice removed....could come and join them."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco was bored and wondering around the building. "Hey!"

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Sokka waved. "Vending Machine! Come, sit, watch movies! Try not to think about zombies!" You know, what with them all up on the TV and all.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"All we want to do is eat your brains." Marco sang - badly - back at him.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka eyed him warily and backed away. "Are YOU a zombie?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco considered this question carefully. "Only if a TV is involved."

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"Then I will magnanimously allow you to remain," Sokka told him. "Popcorn?"

There was a chinchilla in the bowl.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"There's a rat in the bowl." Marco pointed out.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka frowned and pulled the bowl back. "He's a chinchilla," he corrected. "And just for that, you don't get any popcorn."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Marrrrcooooooooo," said Turtle, waving from the couch.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Tuuuuuuuuuuurtle." Marco responded from his couch.

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"How's it going?"

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"Boooooored." Marco responded. "You?"

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"I take it you haven't been outside," Turtle noted.

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Marco frowned. "Is it snowing?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle shook her head, a little fascinated by Marco being...well, Marco, really. "Nope," she said. "Not snowing. Guess again."

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

Adam had been outside, yes, but had somehow avoided the zombies. He wandered into the common room, looking for something to do. He was bored, okay?

Eying the television, Adam approved. "Zombies, huh?" The kid still had no idea what was going on outside.