Monday Morning/Afternoon, Room 220

[swerval_zero]

The door is propped open on what looks like a disaster zone as Zero frantically tries to pack up everything before she leaves tomorrow. She'll be gone all June summer, after all.

She has a strawberry milkshake, and Fish is perched on one of the bedposts, occasionally chirping, "Danke schoen! Are you my mummy! Pretty bird! Pretty bird!" Come visit her. She'll give you a milkshake.

If she can get to the fridge, that is.

((Edit: The door is now closed, and you'd better have a really good reason for interrupting the room's occupants.))

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker gave her a sardonic look. "So the question is, do you want me to pick it up for you and scribble something in it that you won't be able to edit until September... or leave it on the Yearbook table for everybody and their evil twin to do the same thing? Crichton, I'm looking at you."

[swerval_zero]

"Just leave it. I'm a moron. I'm sure it'll still be there in the fall...right?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker raised both eyebrows this time. "Zero? Moving's made you silly. And I think your kilt is hanging from the doorknob on your closet door. I'll pick it up, don't worry."

[swerval_zero]

Zero flailed, then started tugging at her hair with both hands. "I just--thanks. I think moving is making me insane."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Quit messing with your hair. Anything you forget, we can send. As long as Fish makes it off the Island alive, you're good."

"ARE YOU MY MUMMY? MUMMY?"

"Always a concern, of course." Parker grimaced. "Damn. You're gonna make me say it. I'm going to miss you, Lavendar."

[swerval_zero]

"If he doesn't make it off the island alive, promise not to tell?"

"I'll miss you too, Pinkie."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"They'd think I did it. Of course I won't tell." Parker grinned and got to her feet, then stood there looking irresolute. "I don't hug!" She said, looking defiant. "But, you know. It'll be months before you see me again...."

[swerval_zero]

"Squall that." Zero flung her arms around Parker. "I'll write!"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"You better." Parker hugged her back, for a full fifteen seconds, then pulled away. "Grab me if you see me at the graduation party, we can torture Wings or the other seniors together. Otherwise, let me know how L.A. is as soon as you get there. Okay?"

"DONG MA? COMPRENDE? CAPISCE?"

"You too, Fish. You weirdo."

[swerval_zero]

"I'm not goin' to LA. I'm goin' back to Flange." Zero grinned. "Like Angel's gettin' away without bein' tormented one last time."

Fish attempted to be adorable at Parker. "Pretty bird?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker grinned. "That works. I am so sorry I didn't get a picture of you chewing his ankle when I had a chance." She rolled her eyes, then ruffled Fish's feathers. "Pretty silly bird. Flange, okay. Write, call, et cetera, and maybe I'll call about a visit around the 4th of July?"

[swerval_zero]

"That'd be swerval. Twitch an' Arsenal usually blow shit up do a fireworks show. 'Course, Arsenal'll be gettin' pretty big by then..."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"All the more reason. You never know, I could be there to see you become and auntie." Parker tossed Zero a pillow and said, "I'll see you at the party, but if I don't? Call when you get work!"

[swerval_zero]

"I'm sure I'll see you there, but I'll still call!"