http://its-theclimb.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] its-theclimb.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2011-08-18 03:23 pm

The Roof, Thursday Afternoon

So Miley was having an issue with the rather noticable lack of world-class dance studios on the island. She needed to practice her choreography, and more importantly, she needed to let off steam. So that brought her and her giant pink iPod speakers to the roof in dance clothes, where she proceeded to blast one of her songs as loud as the volume would allow and get to practicing.

She had definitely needed a good workout for a while, and before long she was sweating and too hyped up on adrenaline to even think about stopping.

Enjoy the crazy loud music, Fandom.

[[Open roof, which is uncharacteristically devoid of emo!]]

[identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com 2011-08-18 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Freddie was chasing a rogue honey badger, which had led him up to the roof.

So when he finally caught up with the transmogrified Sam and spotted Miley, he stared puzzedly.

With a honey badger in his arms.

"Jazzercise?" he joked, in lieu of a hello.

[identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com 2011-08-18 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Freddie, of course, responded to her shriek by joining in with a shriek of his own.

"I said... something sort of like hello," Freddie said, making a little sad face. "I think the music was too loud."

[identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com 2011-08-18 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," Freddie said, before he suddenly shouted "Ow!" and he dropped the honey badger in his arms, which promptly ran off.

"...Awww man, I just had found her."

[identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com 2011-08-18 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's Sam. There isn't any food it doesn't like," Freddie said. "I'd probably have better luck luring her with Fat Cakes."

[identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com 2011-08-18 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay, I take back what I said," Freddie said. "The words lo-cal, diet, and sugar-free are definite Sam no-nos. You really are into your dance exercise, huh?"

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
"What's with the badger?" Kenzi asked, tilting her head sideways to watch Freddie. "Anyone I know?"

[identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
"It's Sam," Freddie said. "She kind of poofed into badgerdom last week after iCarly."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
Kenzi snickered, sitting up to peer at Sam. "And I missed it! We could have hung out and done rodenty things together while I was still a raccoon! Too bad I left early."

After playing DJ Mix Master with everything she could get her paws on.

[identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Waaaaaait a minute," Freddie said. "Raccoon? As in... keyboard smashing rascally raccoon?"

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
That smile probably looks really familiar, even if she's not actually wearing a black mask and a tail at the moment. "Heh."

[identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
And then Freddie pouted.

"Why did you do that?" he asked, just a little bit whiny in his tone.

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Because I could?" Kenzi suggested. "Also, raccoon. Shiny things. Like I had the self-control not to." She'd barely managed to keep her fingers off the controls the night she dragged Bo-the-Something-Mouse to appear on the internets.

[identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Wait, so you weren't still all you when you were a raccoon?" Freddie asked, curious. "There was a lot of raccoon instincts in there?"

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
Kenzi was slacking. Summer was almost over, classes were done, she wouldn't be the new kid in another week, time to just hang out.

She followed the music up the stairs, then stopped, smirking a little, when she saw who was practicing. "Oh, hai."

Yes, she made that sound like a LOLCat.

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Nothing much. Being laaaaaaazy," Kenzi said, draping herself on the edge of the roof railing and looking over, remembering climbing it while a raccoon. "So I heard your very favorite pop star won some award thingy. That ought to be good for a shiny shiny statue."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
Awwww. It was like Miley knew her!

"I guess H.M. could always get one etched on there," Kenzi speculated, putting on her shades and staring up into the sky. "I mean, it's hers and all. Why not?" She yawned happily. "Hard work. Yay trophies."

Kenzi would just steal someone else's, thanks. Work work work, bah.

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Ohhh, maaaaan," Kenzi whined, grumbling, and folding her arms with a sigh. "So totally not my fault. Not!" More grumbling and a Latvian curse or two. "So, did you turn into a pony when everyone else did?"