5th Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

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Yeah.

When Flick had been woken up with noise at his window, he'd gotten stupidly excited that Jude had finally found him. But no. Nope. It'd been just a pelting rain hitting the window and beyond that rain? Sharks. There were sharks flying around out there and Flick was just about done with this place and its eccentricities.

There was no freaking way he was going outside to investigate further. He wasn't one of those stupid people in horror movies who heard a noise and went closer and inevitably ended up getting sawed in half in a spray of blood. Nope, he was going to take his crappy mood and he was going to go to the common room where he could turn on the television and see if the weather was reporting on this.

They weren't, of course, but it made Flick feel better when he imagined the dumb meteorologists trying to forecast a funnel cloud of sharks. They'd probably wet themselves and run away. And then who would the world have to wrongly report the weather?

He missed Jude. What a freaking loser he was.

[Open. Flick's not going to be getting near those sharks, man.]

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"Assuming the guys with straight jackets don't get eaten by raining sharks as soon as they cross the causeway," Kathy sniffed. "Besides, what are the odds they'll make it all the way here? They'll probably use up all the straight jackets before they get through town!"

Sorry, other Fandomites. But Kathy didn't have much faith in your sanity.

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"So, then I Might be safe with recording some video with my phone and sending it into some random television station," Flick said, getting up off the sofa and crossing towards the window.

The sharks were, yeah, still out there and still raining down. How there was no damage anywhere was amazing. "I might even get them to pay me for it. Capitalism."

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"We're even really high up for a good view," Kathy offered. "Though you might wanna head down to the first and second floors to get some closeups."

From inside the building, obviously. Going outside was still a stupid idea, no matter how much money he might make.

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Pulling his phone out of his pocket, Flick turned it on and got the video feature going. He held it up to the window, letting the footage of sharks just crisscrossing the sky fill up the screen.

"Closeups of sharks," he said, shaking his head and almost laughing. "Not something I thought I'd be doing today. Or ever. Even in my dreams."

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"You've just summed up my entire experience at Fandom," Kathy said, snickering. "Though you missed the 'Not something I ever wanted to do' bit."

From the TV, Kathy heard, "We interrupt you to bring this special news bulletin!"

"I'm think someone's actually reporting that it's raining sharks!" Kathy yelped, turning the TV up. "Finally! Some recognition!"

The broadcast continued. "Just a little while longer until the new Mister What is revealed internationally."

"...Never mind."

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"Mister What?" Flick repeated, looking back at the TV but keeping his phone up and recording. Maybe he'd send some of this footage to Jo --

Oh, he couldn't do that. She really didn't have a phone. Flick bit the inside of his cheek to keep himself from getting mired in that memory.

"I don't even know what that is."

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"Huge British sci-fi show spanning decades?" Kathy asked, looking at her roommate like he was crazy. Not even for filming sharks! "See, the most recent guy just left and there are literally thousands of pounds riding on who the next one will be. I'm hoping for a woman or an actor of color, but--"

Kathy realized this was probably way more information than Flick had asked for. She was babbling about nerd stuff again. Ouch.

"Err, never mind. The news is reporting more stuff that isn't actually news. Got any good footage?"

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There hadn't been a lot of television watching in Flick's youth. Too busy avoiding his father and recovering from failing at avoiding his father. Other things had been on his mind during the downtime.

"I've got sharks and rain," he said, shaking his head at that again. "Wouldn't be so exciting if the sharks weren't flying through the air so I got some backdrops of buildings so no one thinks I'm faking this crap."