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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[chasingangela]

Angela nodded. "Yeah, normal people would be way, way, way too bizarre after the year we've had. I have no idea how we'll get used to college, even."

"And you're welcome. I figured I'd miss your birthday, so ..." she shrugged.

[swerval_zero]

"Yeah, I'll be gone for my birthday. Woes. But when I get back, I'll be all older and wiser and stuff."

[chasingangela]

"I've definitely been much wiser and everything since I turned 17," Angela said, possibly not entirely sincere. "Plus we'll be seniors. Which will rock."

She surveyed the room, then stood. "I should let you pack. Can I give you a hug in case I don't see you before you go?"

[swerval_zero]

"We'll rule the school! Of course you can give me a hug. I wouldn't let you get away without one."

[chasingangela]

Angela grinned.

And hugged Zero. like a hugging thing. "Take care, okay? And have a great summer. You know, you were one of the first people I talked to here?"

[swerval_zero]

Zero hugged her back. "Don't worry. I'll be off Fandom Island, there'll be a lot less crazy." Zero didn't tell Angela how, with her family, that was kind of a hopeful statement more than a factual one. "You have a great summer, hear, and take care of yourself. You're one of my best friends here." And now Zero's gonna cry.

[chasingangela]

Angela sniffled. "You're one of mine, too." She stepped back and folded her arms over her chest before she could get completely sappy over four lousy months.

"We will both have great summers. See you in September, Zero." She turned to the bird. "And ... sayonara, Fish."

[swerval_zero]

"Zdrasvui!" Fish said cheerily.

Zero sighed. "I don't even know what language that is."

[chasingangela]

Angela managed a half-smile. "Maybe he's been studying your language class stuff, and it's -- what did you guys learn? Dragon, or something."

[swerval_zero]

"Maybe. I feel like I've forgotten half of it already. I'll come back in the fall an' I won't even be able to tell the spiders to get out or be squished."

[chasingangela]

"Poor spiders," Angela said, and shuddered. "Though I still don't reeally want to negotiate with them. I'd rather avoid."

[swerval_zero]

"I think avoidance is key in the spider-people relationship, yes. D'you want a milkshake?"

[chasingangela]

"Sure," Angela said. "What type do you have?"

[swerval_zero]

Zero opened the fridge and peered inside. "Um...looks like coffee."

[chasingangela]

"Perfect," Angela said. "Coffee ice cream is this incredible union of things I really like, so ... yay."


She sat back down on the corner of bed. "So have you heard anything about graduation?"

[swerval_zero]

"Not really. We'll probably get attacked by bees or something." Zero handed Angela her milkshake.

[chasingangela]

Angela chuckled, then took a sip of milkshake. "That will make it memorable, anyhow. Though for a true Fandom experience, we would bneed to all be turned into bees."

[swerval_zero]

"Professor Dream didn' teach us that one in Creature Languages."

[chasingangela]

Angela made a face. "So we would be doomed."

[swerval_zero]

"Yup. We'd just have to fly around in confused bee circles and try not to get stung until someone changed us back. Or...swarm in a meadow by a cabin or something."

[chasingangela]

Angela almost choked on her milkshake from laughing. "Maybe we could find a real bee and honor its ma."

[swerval_zero]

"And learn from its pa. About how to be real bees."

'pa' sounds very strange coming out of Zero's mouth.

[chasingangela]

Turns out milkshake burns if you laugh so hard that you snort it.

[swerval_zero]

Zero gives up on stifling her laughter and sort of falls over, laughing hysterically.