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fandomhighdorms2009-08-20 08:52 am
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Fifth Floor Common Room; Thursday Morning [ 08/20 ].
Now, Turtle Wexler could hold her own in a kitchen if she had to, especially if it was simple stuff like mac'n'cheese or grilled cheese or generally anything with cheese involved. Thankfully, however, she didn't have to. Many of the delicious things of the world came easily prepared and packaged for her convenience.
And in a few weeks, she'd have to start a full campaign, petal to the metal, especially once the new kids came in, but, for right now, she thought she'd work a softer angle with the kids already here. That was why she had special ordered a large case of assorted Pop-Tarts, all with green and black frosting, colors hopefully guaranteed to bring to mind the Wexler/Walters teams, and was dropping them into the toaster, toasting them up to put on Westing Paper Products and hopefully pass on to her fellow students.
And if no one was really up and about this morning, well...she really hoped Maron and Apu liked Pop-Tarts, because it was the roomie and the faithful employee who was going to be stuck with them when she was done. And it would be the only time in her life that she'd actually miss Nana. That beast would take care of them all real quick, that was for sure!
[[ I've got a morning off and I'm gonna use it! Open as common rooms are! Feel free to mod your Pop-Tart flavours! ]]
And in a few weeks, she'd have to start a full campaign, petal to the metal, especially once the new kids came in, but, for right now, she thought she'd work a softer angle with the kids already here. That was why she had special ordered a large case of assorted Pop-Tarts, all with green and black frosting, colors hopefully guaranteed to bring to mind the Wexler/Walters teams, and was dropping them into the toaster, toasting them up to put on Westing Paper Products and hopefully pass on to her fellow students.
And if no one was really up and about this morning, well...she really hoped Maron and Apu liked Pop-Tarts, because it was the roomie and the faithful employee who was going to be stuck with them when she was done. And it would be the only time in her life that she'd actually miss Nana. That beast would take care of them all real quick, that was for sure!
[[ I've got a morning off and I'm gonna use it! Open as common rooms are! Feel free to mod your Pop-Tart flavours! ]]

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She held out a plate, urging it toward Layla. "Yeah?"
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Especially if they were a voter.
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"I hope so," she said, instead, smiling, because campaign stuff was a better topic anyway. "I'm definitely starting to feel that antici...pation that comes with it, especially since this is the big leagues. Senior year! Up for president! Going to be pretty exciting!"
She infused as much brightness into it as she could because just thinking about it made her sick to her stomach with nervousness and it was probably going to be a whole fifteen minutes before she could even think of biting into her own Pop-Tarts.
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"That's what the summer was for."
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After all having the "Hulk" moniker and "Mean" might bring things about. So to speak.
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"Lean might be good. Do you think Lean Green W Dream Team might be overdoing it?"
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What? The girl knew Jamie Madrox. Turtle knew Jamie Madrox. So this seemed like a valid concern.
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"I hope so," she said. "I really do..."
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Plus she was distracted by the smell of toasting Pop-Tarts.
"Ooh, can I have some?"
She was all for having/experiencing as many things as she possibly could, just in case she went home sometime and never came back.
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Someone had developed a fondness for s'mores, apparently. Yay, cabin life!
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"Or maybe," she offered thoughtfully, "we'll be attacked by something and it's one weakness would be Pop-Tarts. Then we'd show them."
The fact that this seemed entirely possible was proof that Turtle had been going to school here for way too long.
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Elle had officially gotten used to Fandom, to come up with something like that.
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