Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

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It wasn't often that Ender chose to leave the solitude of his room or the relative silence of the roof for potentially busier waters, but he'd been trying to make a good show of seeming to be more social over the past few months. A trip to the common room was warranted.

After some consideration, he finally came down from the roof - where he'd spent some time on some fascinating research just brought in from the colonies via ansible - and took a seat in the common room, flipping channels on TV until he hit a particularly senseless reality TV show. He upped the volume to a very audible level.

It wasn't that he was actually watching (or if he was, it'd fall more into the category of observing); he was more interested in seeing if the noise would draw anyone in, or if the very nature of reality shows would keep people far, far away.

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"And you've succesfully managed to use your eyes," Ender observed.

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"I am a Jedi," Ben drawled as he flopped onto a nearby sofa. "We're known for our amazing observational skills."

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"Consider this my round of applause," Ender said, wryly, and flipped the channel to something Ben might appreciate more.

As it turned out, it was a documentary on airplanes.

[momslilassassin]

"Oooh," Ben said, glancing up. "Ancient history."

[endsthegame]

"Just some marshmallows for your mind, Skywalker."

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"I like marshmallows," Ben declared, which was certainly shocking for Ender to hear. "Starting your run for student council already?"

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"I've been campaigning since the end of the spring semester," Ender said, wryly.

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"I might vote for you," Ben said lazily. "Maybe. I haven't decided yet. Will you be giving out food?"

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"I might," Ender returned, lightly, "If someone'll help me set up my stand."

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"What if I was planning on running against you?" he asked.

He wasn't.

"Maybe I'd make your stand wobbly."

He wouldn't.

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"I'd fix it," Ender said, and threw him a look that was almost smug.

It was a very obviously affected smug.

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Ben tossed a pillow at him. "I'm very sneaky," he said. "Maybe you wouldn't notice until it was too late."

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"I'd convince my crowd it was intentional," he said.

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"You have a crowd now, kreetle?" Ben teased.

[endsthegame]

"Ah," Ender said, wiggling his eyebrows, "You underestimate my powers."

While underestimate wasn't the right word...

[momslilassassin]

"Hardly ever," Ben said. The smile he flashed wasn't half as teasing as the others had been. "I'm sure you'd find a way to get back at me anyway."

[endsthegame]

"I could paint your underwear in your sleep," Ender suggested, "Or rig your speeder to play showtunes when you drive."

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"Why would you be interested in my underwear?" Ben asked, laughing.

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Ender shrugged his shoulders once, and failed to look sheepish. "I believe that's a common type of prank," he volunteered, "Although the paint would be my own personal touch."

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"Would it be dipping them in paint, or covering them in stencils?" Ben asked. "It's important for me to get a mental image of the wrath of Wiggin."

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"A full-on dye," Ender assured him. "Maybe pink with flowers."

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"What if they're already pink with flowers?" Ben asked.

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"I'll dye them blue, and put firetrucks on them," he said, "I'm not too fussed about your secret gender identity, Skywalker."

[momslilassassin]

Ben tossed another pillow at him. He was going to run out of pillows soon. "Yes," he said dryly. "I secretly long for the big boobs of last week."