5th Floor Common Room, Tuesday night

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Who do you think you're kidding?" Bruce asked the gremlin who was sitting on the couch in a dog costume. "Nobody's going to fall for that." The gremlin grumbled, "Bark!"

Bruce walked into the kitchen area for a moment and walked back out with an orange and a large paper bag. "Here boy," he said, whistling and holding the orange like a ball. "Fetch!"

Bruce threw the orange back into the kitchen, taking his eye off the gremlin long enough for the gremlin to pounce, its trickery having clearly paid off! Soon its teeth would sink into tender flesh and... Suddenly the gremlin's world was very dark.

Bruce folded the top of the bag to close it as the gremlin shook the bag from inside. Grabbing a marker, he wrote, 'GREMLIN DRESSED LIKE A PUPPY. DO NOT OPEN,' put the bag down on the table, and had a seat on the couch.

After a few minutes, the gremlin stopped fighting against the bag and took a nap.

It was a weird evening.

[OOC: No clue.]

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[wrongkindofsith]

"What's with the bag?"

One day, Cara might spend time in her own floor's common room, but not today apparently.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"There's a gremlin in it," Bruce said. "It's dressed like a puppy."

Yes, he was just repeating exactly what it said on the bag. But she asked.

[wrongkindofsith]

"And why is the gremlin in the bag dressed like a puppy?" If her tone implied she thought there was a chance Bruce had dressed it up...she wouldn't put it past him.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

He said 'puppy,' not 'dark creature of the night.'

"I assume it thought it looked adorable," Bruce mused. "Or at least enough like a puppy to get away with biting someone."

[wrongkindofsith]

The two weren't necessarily mutually exclusive.

"It couldn't really have thought anyone was stupid enough to fall for that," Cara said, then paused. "Then again..."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"That's exactly what it thought," Bruce said. "Fortunately, it was easy to trick."

[wrongkindofsith]

"Outwitting a gremlin, that must have been hard," Cara teased.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"I'm not saying it was one of my most challenging fights, but I still feel good after it," Bruce noted.

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara took a seat and sprawled out. "I'd be worried about you if you claimed otherwise."

On the challenge or feeling good afterwards.

[zetabetabrat.livejournal.com]

Rebecca flounced in, intending to get some coffee... and then spotted the bag on the table.

"Don't tell me someone opened it before you added that last part," she said, demonstrating the utmost faith in her fellow stu-- ahahaha.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"No, but part of why I'm still here is to see if someone opens it anyway," Bruce said.

[zetabetabrat.livejournal.com]

Rebecca pondered that.

"I can picture so many people doing that," she admitted. Ugh. Plebians.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"I could think of a couple, maybe," Bruce said. "Thank you for not being one of them."

[zetabetabrat.livejournal.com]

"It's what I do," she announced, flopping down on the couch next to him. Because why not. "Thank you for... keeping stupid people safe?"

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"I prefer to think of them as 'overly curious, even in dangerous situations,'" Bruce noted. "But you're still welcome. Somebody has to help the curious people of the world."

[zetabetabrat.livejournal.com]

"Normally those people are called 'babysitters,'" Rebecca pointed out, kicking her feet up on the table while avoiding the bag, thank you very much. "Or nannies if they're extra qualified."

A beat, during which she tilted her head in teasing faux-contemplation.

"You know, I think I could see you as one..."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"That's a terrifying thought," Bruce said, clearly unaware of the fact that he'd be collecting kids for the rest of his life. "I do my best to hide myself from them when they show up here."

"Kids show up sometimes, by the way. Just in case you didn't know that."

[zetabetabrat.livejournal.com]

Rebecca abruptly sobered.

"What."

She was not a fan of children.

[wrongkindofsith]

"Maybe they wanted to see inside," Cara suggested. "We do only have Bruce's word there's actually a costumed gremlin in there."

So she wanted to see if she could talk Rebecca into opening it, what, she was bored.

[zetabetabrat.livejournal.com]

Oh, Cara. Keep dreaming.

Rebecca raised an eyebrow. "Did you try it?" she asked, in as condescending a tone of voice as... well, just about any tone of voice ever.

[wrongkindofsith]

Keep trying Rebecca, and one day Cara might actually care. Might.

"No," she replied. "I figured it was more your kind of plan."

[zetabetabrat.livejournal.com]

"Awwww! No, sweetie," Rebecca assured her with a helpful shake of her head. "No."

[wrongkindofsith]

"Really, but it fits so well with your tactical genius." Yes, she still thought the tree plan was stupid.

[zetabetabrat.livejournal.com]

"Not quite, actua--" Rebecca stopped, tilting her head at Cara in an utterly convincing look of concern. "What's that?"

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara was totally convinced, yep. That's why her response was to ask ever so sweetly. "You need me to explain that tactical means?"