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Fifth Floor Common Room; Friday Evening [ 01/07 ].

So Ariel's plans didn't turn out quite as she would have liked. Raven was appearing to have a bad day, but she still really wanted to have pizza, inspired by earlier with her idea, and, though it didn't have the privacy of her room like she was sort of thinking would be nice, she still could (try to, anyway) invite Chuck to come have some with her.

It just meant others might have some with them, too. But she could turn it into a party and go with it, and so she picked up a few more pizzas, with a lot of different toppings (no sardines or anchovies, yuck!), but the most prominent one, of course, was the inspiration for all of it.

Because at Pizza Planet, they said they would make a Cheetos pizza for her.

It was almost enough to make up for the loss of some...ahem...more private time to see how she and Chuck might handle some...ahem...private time...


[[ open common room is open! pizzas are moddable! I WILL NOT FEEL GUILTY ABOUT MY FAILURE TO TAG ANYONE YESTERDAY EITHER ]]
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[identity profile] pyromanyac.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Her floor smelled of food. Charlie was in Heaven. And Heaven had little redheads delivering said holly source of nourishment.

"Are you going to eat all that?"

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, gosh," Ariel said with a giggle. "I hope not! I like food, but that's way too much for me! I thought everyone could have some, so I hope you're hungry!"

[identity profile] pyromanyac.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Lucky you, I am always hungry", said with a small smile as she came closer. "Name's Charlie. Nice to meet you, oh pizza provider."

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Ya know," Ariel said with a smirk, "I like that title. I don't know if I want to tell you my actual name, so that means that's all you'll know to call me."

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[identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
"I almost think she could," Bruce said. "You're new here, right?"

[identity profile] pyromanyac.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
"So she's a tiny red Pacman sort of girl?" It...made sense, actually.

"I guess so, yes. And you...aren't?"

[identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
"No, I've been here a while. Bruce Wayne, Fandom veteran," Bruce said. "Nice to meet you."

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[identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
Bruce made his way to the common room after having to deal with odd calls all day, but he stopped cold when he saw the Cheetos pizza. "Why?" was his only response.

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
That question could only be met with a grin. "I wouldn't expect you, Bruce," she informed him, trying to keep a beaming smile down by straightening up importantly, "to appreciate the finer details of my sophisticated palette. Besides..."

Pause for dramatic effect.

"It makes it crunchy!"

[identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't think I'll ever understand how you stay in shape," Bruce said, shaking his head.

Well, clearly mermaids had a more active metabolism, because NOTHING ELSE MADE SENSE. But he wasn't saying that aloud.

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
Like Triton knew anything about legs; he probably made Ariel's hollow.

"It's all the bouncing," Ariel offered. "Maybe you should try it some time."

[identity profile] puppywithatutu.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Caroline was so having a night after that message from Nathan (http://puppywithatutu.livejournal.com/529.html?thread=14609#t14609) earlier and not being able to get anything but Ric's machine. The smell of pizza called to her and she barely managed to wave at the people in the room before grabbing a slice and inhaling the soothing scent of greasy cheese. Almost as good as blood.

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
"I take it you like pizza?" Ariel asked with a faint smirk at watching the girl from the picnic relishing in it. "Or at least the scent, anyway."

[identity profile] puppywithatutu.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
"I like food," Caroline told her, realizing how strange she must look. "Uh, this was for everyone, right? I mean, my si--Jack told me people feed others in common rooms?" She took a bite before Ariel could say not to since no one would take back partially eaten food. Right?

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Totally for everyone," Ariel said with a nod, although she could have been silly and told her no and made her spit it out. "I can't eat all this by myself."

[identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Feeling a little hungry tonight?" Bruce asked.

[identity profile] puppywithatutu.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Every night," she replied, mouth covered by her hand so she wouldn't horrify him with her chewing. Only after Caroline swallowed did she show off her smile. "Feeling a little judgmental?"

[identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
"I wasn't judging, I was only questioning," Bruce said. "I save the judgments until after the questioning is done. Anyway, we're in a room with a Cheetos pizza, so any judgment of you will be softened by that."

[identity profile] didntchewgrass.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
Oh great, another pretty blond around.

Elphaba, however, did give her a friendly nod.

"Getting settled?" she asked, assuming the girl was new.

[identity profile] puppywithatutu.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Caroline was just going to shove another half slice of pizza in her mouth to hide her surprise that the green girl was talking to her. Seriously, totally not expected, but chewing gave her a moment to think of something great to say.

"Oh, totally! I'm thrilled to be here, really." Okay, maybe not something awesome.

[identity profile] didntchewgrass.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
"The phones are broken," Elphaba remarked on her way in, and then she stared at the pizzas that were strewn about.

"...I think so is your food."

[identity profile] shes-got-legs.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Wait, what?" asked Ariel, tilting her head. "And no it isn't! It's just experimental. But there are some normals ones there, too."

[identity profile] didntchewgrass.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Elphaba's ideal pizza would be one without cheese and covered in peppers. Which probably wasn't amongst Ariel's order.

"Just how much experimenting were you planning to do? This is an awful lot of food."

[identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Have you been getting a lot of strange messages?" Bruce asked.

[identity profile] didntchewgrass.livejournal.com 2011-01-08 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Messages clearly not intended for me," Elphaba said. Which was why she sadly had not added to the confusion by trying to reply. "I think it is causing some... conflict amongst our classmates."
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