fandomhighdorms | Zombie Campfire; Late Wednesday Morning [ 06/09 ].

So, despite yesterday being...a little disappointing with the lack of traffic at the store, being conked on the head with a magazine rack instead of being kissed, and then that whole thing where she couldn't stop jumping in fright whenever anyone said anything after the boat trip in class, Ariel had a new toy. And with a new toy, not even being paranoid that your father found out where you were and came to rein holy hell and retribution on humankind could stick around for too long. She'd had plenty of those since coming to land last month; it was virtually impossible to turn around and not find some new and fascinating item (or boy, for that matter) to enrapture her attentions. But this toy was different; this beat all those others right out of the water. This one was a cell phone.

She certainly hadn't made enough money at the clothing shop to have afforded it quite yet, but, through some heavy-hearted bargaining and a whole lot of pouting and looking cute, she'd managed to sell some of her treasures, reasoning to herself all the while that texting made it worth it. Texting, which could be the solution to all her vocal problems. Texting, which Ursula the sea witch probably never would have imagined possible when she took Ariel's voice.

Texting. She was starting to love the word. Especially since the phone company had paired it with the word unlimited.

Of course, the problem with a new phone was that she needed new numbers to put into it so that she could text. But, intrepid treasure hunter and shameless klepto that she was, it wasn't difficult at all for her to track down a sort of school directory with just some of that information available to her. No, she didn't know who most of these people were, but that just meant she'd have to get to know them, right?

After a while, sitting outside to enjoy the fresh air and hoping it didn't rain (got that, forecast?), she was getting really good at entering this stuff in. She could probably be texting in her sleep in no time! It was turning out to be a very, very good day.

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Up early despite his lack of classes, Bod had wandered outside to both stretch his legs and get some fresh air. Seeing a familiar face at the nearby campfire, he wandered closer and gave her a smile and a wave as he took a seat.

"Good morning, Ariel," he said, nodding. "How are you today?"

Bod! Ariel's tongue slipped out of her mouth a little as she put extra concentration into finishing up the number for the Chinese restaurant as quickly as possible so that when she turned her bright smile to him, all of her attention was focused that way. She waved one hand and then, with the other, excitedly, she held out the device. Just look at it! Was it not the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen?

"Oh, you've a mobile phone now?" Bod asked, eyes lighting on it before he glanced back at her. "Is it your first? I've one too. First time mobile phone owner too."

Oh! If he had one and she had one...!

Clearly excited for the chance to really put the phone to use, Ariel wave a hand a moment before looking at Bod expectantly. She held her phone and fingers ready to type in his mobile's number, virtually on the edge of her seat to get it.

Finding it fairly easy to discern what she wanted, Bod reached into his pocket and plucked his own phone out. He had a small amount of numbers on his phone but he was always happy to add more.

Bod scrolled through his list, still unfamiliar with getting around the many options on the phone before finding where he could input numbers. Once there, he slowly told Ariel his phone number, repeating it just to make sure she'd gotten it.

"Did you want to try sending me something to see if it worked?" he asked after a moment.

Really, he didn't need to ask. About halfway through the question, Ariel grinned schemingly at him, and his phone should be beeping or vibrating or whatever it may do from the message she'd already sent his way.

Something to the tune of "HI BOD!!!!1! :D"

It made a little chiming sound and Bod's eyes were drawn down to his screen and the message he'd received.

"It worked," he told her, turning the screen to show her. "If you'll share your number, I can send an answering message?"

Of course, Ariel was going to text the number to him, beaming incredibly proudly as she sent it and just looking pleased with herself and all the world.

Nothing like a new toy to take your mind off a magazine rack concussion.

There was even a little bit of bouncing.

Once Bod received Ariel's mobile number, he made sure to save it into his phone before he sent a text message back to her.

Hullo, Ariel. You're quite good at this. A natural talent, I'd say.

Ariel's fingers were a flurry over the keyboard of her phone.

"I know, right???? This texting this is great, especially since i cant talk and all. puck showed me. have you met puck? hes pretty much awesome. we went on a date and waiters suuuuuuuck, but it was still a nice date, i guess. its so nice to have this phone finally. i cant wait to get every1s ###S; even easier than sign language!"

She did that all within just about a minute or so.

Bod, once he'd read through the message, chuckled lightly and started typing out a return text. He was thankful he'd been on the island long enough to decipher most of that since it was written word he hadn't seen before.

I've met Puck, he sent back, remembering his advice for prom quite well. He's a very nice fellow. I've never been on a date with him but I'm sorry to hear yours went bad. Will there be another?

Zombie Campfire; Late Wednesday Morning [ 06/09 ].

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