ext_26757 ([identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-02-17 11:56 am
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Second Floor Common Room, a little after noon

Parker was talking as she entered the common room. "And this is the Second Floor Common Room, which is the best, of course. Anyone will tell you that. It got blown up once, but then it was fixed."

She flipped on the TV set and started looking for Smile Time or a monster movie.

And possibly other students to inflict wee tiny grown ups on.

[so very very open: Jarod & Rose in tow just for starters]
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[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"What?" Jack blinked down at the very small person. "I'm not stupid."

[identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Is too!" Not only was he a boy and therefor stupid by definition, but also -- "You jumps in front of big sharp knife things! Stupid!" She pushed him.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Am not," was an automatic response, as was taking a step back in response to the push, but -- "How do you know about the big sharp knife thing?" he asked, taking in the blonde hair, the attitude, and wondering..."And what's your name?"

[identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Emma Grayshe Frost," Emma said, giving him a 'how stupid are you?' look. The fact that she was wearing all white - that had gotten a little dirty but still white - had probably been another hint. "Jumping in front of things is stuuuuuupid."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Emma." Of course. "Yeah, it is. But it was an accident," he explained, then nearly facepalmed because, wow, tiny person now. Jack crouched down to be on her level. "But you were helpful, and kept it from hurting more, which was very nice of you."

[identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your thinky was loud and not happy," Emma explained, making a face. "Not good. Very bad." She aimed a kick at him. "No doing that no more."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack tried to avoid the kick and fell on his butt. "Ow. Hey! No kicking! That's very rude, and you'll make my thinky not happy again."

[identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh!" Emma looked chastised. She walked over to him and held out a weetiny hand. "Sorrrry?" She sent a picture of a chocolate at him. "Happy now?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack blinked as he got a flash of chocolate, then smiled. "And I'm sorry for being stupid," he said as he got to his feet and took her hand. "Yup, happy. Now, what do you want to do?"

[identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Emma thought, holding his hand. "Wanna play?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Struck by the surreality of the moment, Jack shook his head and laughed. "Sure. What do you want to play?"

[identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Dress-up?" Emma suggested. Jack couldn't play grow-ups obviously, but dress-up was fun too.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Dress-up could be fun." Jack smiled down at her and pretty much surrendered even the illusion of dignity for however long they were going to be kids. "Okay, what do you want to dress up as? Pirates? Ninjas? Ponies?"

[identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Kitty!" Emma said determinedly. "You can be big kitty and I be littler kitty!"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"But I've already been a kitty," he muttered, then grinned. "Can I be a big ferocious kitty? And you can be my little kitty friend, who keeps me from doing stupid things?" Jack was already looking around for stuff to make a kitty costume with. "We'll need whiskers."

[identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Emma nodded and bounced. "An' ears!" She patted his leg with her free hand. "I will keep you from bein' stupid and thinkin' hurty thinky!"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Whiskers and ears, whiskers and ears," Jack said under his breath. "Ah ha!" He pounced on a pen. "That's whiskers, and for ears..." A quick rummage through the drawers turned up scissors, paper, tape, and string, which he showed to Emma. "Think we can make these work? And that's a very big job, keeping me from bein' stupid."

[identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Emma heaved a big sigh. "I knows. But--" she waved towards the other blondes in the room. "They can helps too. When I has to sleep and stuff." She gave his haul an approving look. "You can cut the paper into ears!"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack looked around the room, amazed that he seemed to have ended up surrounded by blondes, most of them wee tiny. "I think they'll have to," he said, cutting ears out of the paper: two sets, one big, one small. "You'll have to draw my whiskers for me."

[identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay," Emma nodded. She handed him the string and took the pen. She got the cap off. "You hafta sit very still."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"I will, I promise." Jack leaned forward so she'd be able to reach his face. "Make them long whiskers, because I'm a big kitty."

[identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
She concentrated, drawing very long whiskers across his cheeks. "You're a very big kitty. Are you a big kitty who looks after littler kitties? Like a daddy kitty?"

He could be that and still need looking after.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"I could be a daddy kitty, if you want," he said, barely moving his mouth so he wouldn't end up with whiskers up his nose. "Do you need looking after?"

[identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com 2007-02-17 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
She drew a long line across his face. "No. Only a little. For food and when I'm sleepy and stuff."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-02-18 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
"I can tuck you in. I'm good at tucking in. Hang on." Jack glanced down. "Where are you sleeping tonight?" He might not know much about wee tiny people, but he did know they probably shouldn't be on their own.
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