Fifth Floor Common Room, Monday evening

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Jessica didn't believe in karma. It would be hard to if you were her. She had a crazy life and a crazy past and it didn't really even out neatly like you would expect from a karmic universe.

And yet, something seemed to be making up for the bug thing yesterday. When she walked into the common room, there was ice cream. Plenty to go around, just sitting there suspiciously. Jessica stared at it intently for a minute, then grabbed a spoon and essentially played chicken with some ice cream heading toward her mouth.

At no point did her spider-sense go off. But her spider-metabolism did and it just wanted some damn food.

Fortunately, the ice cream was both untainted and tasty. Maybe there was karma. Or maybe Fandom was just weird.

[OOC: Open common room and moddable ice cream flavors.]

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[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

Olive wandered in, took one look at the sheer amount of ice cream out, and asked, "What's wrong?"

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"It's possible somebody set a trap," Jessica said. "I'm pretty sure that's not the case, but I'm not ruling it out."

"If you're asking what's wrong with me specifically, nothing but half-joking paranoia."

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"You see this much ice cream in one spot, you start to assume," Olive replied, heading over and locating a spoon. "But you're fine? No boy troubles, or personal life drama?"

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"Everything in my personal life has plateaued for the time being," Jessica said. "No new traumas, no boys, period. I'd be happy as a clam, if I were sure that clams were actually happy."

"The ice cream just happens to be here."

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"I'm suspicious of it," Olive said, reaching out to take a carton. "I feel like that's wise. Mind you, I'm still going to eat it, but when we wake up as like, pelicans or something tomorrow, don't say I didn't warn you."

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"You didn't warn me," Jessica said. "Not until long after I had some. If you want to be an oracle, you've got to say this stuff sooner, Penderghast."

[ultron_junior]

"Hiiiii," Victor said, leaning against Olive's shoulder. "Happy random ice cream day."

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"Hiiiiii," Olive returned, tilting her head to press a kiss hello to his cheek. "I'm mildly concerned by this ice cream."

Pause.

"And there's a sentence I never thought I'd say."

[ultron_junior]

"Is it doing anything?" Victor asked, poking a bowl with a forefinger. "'Cause it looks to me like it's busy just ... being ice cream."

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"No, it's just...here. I already asked Jessica if anything's wrong, and she said no," Olive noted. "It's just here. For no reason. My strangers-with-candy instincts are kicking up."

It should be observed that she was still eating it.

[ultron_junior]

"I don't think we're going to get kidnapped out of our beds," Victor told her. "I mean, we're a little big for stranger danger. But it might temporarily turn us into mutant lizards or something."

He watched her eat for a moment. "How's it taste?"

[ultron_junior]

"Is this like an ice cream rodeo?" Victor asked suspiciously, inspecting a table full of bowls as if they might bite him. "Or is it a birthday ... thing?"

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"It's not anyone's birthday that I know of," Jessica said. "But I'm intrigued by this ice cream rodeo thing. Tell me more. Make things up if you have to."

[ultron_junior]

"Um, okay," Victor said gamely. "So there are these giant ... fields, right? Full of ice cream. Wild ice cream that roams untamed. And sometimes the cowboys come through and round it all up and bring it to town to show it off. And that's an ice cream rodeo."

Totally plausible, right?

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"Important question and I want you to consider this very carefully," Jessica said. "Are there ice cream rodeo clowns?"

[ultron_junior]

"I think it'd be a really bad rodeo without clowns," Victor decided. "Right? I'm not exactly the rodeo expert."

He snagged a bowl of something green and creamy. "Pistachio," he reported. "'sgood."

[notconflicted]

It seemed Sia almost always ended up on the fifth floor when she was bored, so surprise, here she was.

She looked at the ice cream, tilted her head, and asked, "What's this for?"

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"Eating, mostly, but let it thaw out and I bet you could use it to make a great but messy slip 'n slide," Jessica said.

[notconflicted]

Sia's head tilted just slightly farther. "I have no idea what that is, and I don't think I want to now."

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"Completely understandable," Jessica said. "No, the ice cream was just all out here. It doesn't seem dangerous at all."

[notconflicted]

"It's terrifying that we have to make that distinction," she said, studying what was available. "Any recommendations?"

Shhh, she was new to it. Don't tell Ben.

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"For our future nightmares," Olive said ominously, around a mouthful of mint chocolate chip. "We'll look back on this and realize this was what caused us all to wake up as goldfish tomorrow or something."

Still eating it.

[notconflicted]

"I refuse to wake up as a goldfish," Sia decided. "I'm taking a stand on that right now."

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"I mean, good luck with that," Olive said, shaking her head. "What if we're all doomed to wake up as mermaids, Marsie? What then?"

[notconflicted]

"Then we'll probably dry out on land," she replied, way too quickly. "Aren't you glad you asked?"