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soldtoarmenians ([personal profile] soldtoarmenians) wrote2006-04-29 08:03 am

Room 406, Saturday Morning OMG Yay

There was a ribbit somewhere, but it was wayyyyyyy too early to get up. Xander snuggled in under his covers and pulled a pillow over his head.

Except there was a ribbit somewhere again. Ribbits meant breakfast time. Breakfast time meant getting up, because you can't have a pet if you don't take good care of it, even if you want to sleep and it's going ribbit, ribbit, ribbit.

Xander sighed and untangled himself from his blanket, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and... falling on the floor with a THUMP.

"...OW!"

That was uncomfortable. Boo. Big boys don't cry, though, so Xander settled for yelling "OW!" again.


Isabel
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Isabel had been sleeping soundly, warm and cozy under the covers. She heard the yell and rolled over, half opening one eye to see what Xander's problem was.

Except Xander wasn't there.

"Xander? Where are you?" she asked, suddenly afraid.


Xander
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"Duh!" Xander started to stand up, rubbing... the place he'd landed on. "Right here! I fell offa the bed."

Isabel
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"I couldn't see you. I thought maybe somebody got you," she said as she glanced nervously at the door. Sliding back, she huddled against the headboard of the bed and pulled the blanket up, almost as if she was getting ready to pull it over her head.

Xander
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Xander scrambled up onto his bed and gave her a wide, crooked grin. "Like who? We don't have enough peoples in here to play tag. No room neither. Have to go outside for that." And then he started jumping.

Isabel
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Isabel shook her head. "I'm not going out there. There could be strangers. It could be dangerous."

"My mom says you shouldn't jump on the bed like that. You could fall off."


Xander
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"Nuh uh!" Xander bounced again, almost slipped off, and giggled when instead, he landed on his butt again, but this time on the mattress.

"No strangers. The Mountie man won't let bad people come to school!"


Isabel
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"Really?" she asked timidly. "Because Max says we have to be careful or the bad men will get us. I don't want them to get me."

But even fear couldn't stop the giggles that erupted when Xander fell again. "Is that fun?"


Xander
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Xander fumbled to his feet again and jumped high. High enough to not remotely touch the ceiling omg! "Funnest ever!"

Or at least for the next twenty-five seconds, until something else caught his attention.

"Ooh, froggie!"


Isabel
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"Yuck!" she said as she scrunched up her face. "He's slimy."

Xander
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Xander rolled his eyes. "Is not!" He bounded over to his desk, clambered up on the chair, and pressed his nose to the glass of Jeremiah's tank.

"Ribbit!"

//WTF???//

"He says so too! That means 'I'm not slimy OMG!" Xander said, looking over his shoulder at Isabel and pointing at the tank.


Isabel
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"Frogs can't talk," Isabel said seriously. "And he is too slimy."

Carefully she slid off her bed and walked over to the tank. Picking up the container of food, she held it out for Xander to examine. "And he eats bugs. That's icky!"


Xander
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"Not to him! They're like Kentucky Fried Worms to him. Yummy!" Xander took the container and picked out a dried worm, dangling it in front of her.

Isabel
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"Gross!" she said as she jumped back. "And now you have worm cooties."

Isabel went back to her bed and sat down, bouncing just a little. "I'm hungry."


Xander
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"I do not have cooties!" Xander yelled. He grinned. "Willow gave me cootie shots! So I wouldn't get any from *girls*. I'm pertected. "

He fumblingly popped open the access-lid to Jeremiah's tank, and dropped the worm in, then closed it and turned around to shake the can at Isabel.

"Sure you don't want some yummy worms?"


Isabel
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"Yuck! No way," she said firmly. "I want..." Her voice trailed off and she focused on a drawer in Xander's desk. "I want a Twinkie."

Holding out her hand, Isabel concentrated on making the desk draw open. Once it did, she focused on a Twinkie, smiling as one started to rise and float towards her.


Xander
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"HEY!" Xander protested, frowning. "Those are MY...." Then a grin split his face as the Twinkie floated past. "COOOOOOOOOOOOL!"

Isabel
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"I can do lots of stuff," she said proudly. "But Max says I shouldn't cause then we'll get in trouble."

Twinkie now in hand, she ripped off the wrapper and proceeded to douse it with Tabasco before taking a bite. "MMMMmmmm. Yummy!"


Xander
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"Yeah?" Xander jumped down from the chair and grabbed a Twinkie out of the drawer. "Can I try?" He tore the wrapper off and carried it over, looking at her bottle of Tabasco curiously.

Isabel
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Isabel held out the bottle. "Go ahead. It's tasty."

Xander
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Xander took the bottle and studied it for a second, before shrugging, and drenching his Twinkie in it. After all, if it's tasty, lots is good, right?

He took a big bite.

"Hmm, n--" Xander's eyes widened in a way that almost defied cartoon physics, let alone the regular kind."Aghghaghghgh! Eww! Hothothothot ichhhshshshsh!"

He jumped up and down, making faces, and tossed the Twinkie at the frog-shaped trash can next to his desk, before diving for the mini-fridge and grabbing a bottle of cola out of it.

Which he couldn't get open! Wah!


Isabel
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Jumping to her feet, Isabel grabbed the bottle and tried to twist off the top. But she was wee and not strong so it stayed tightly closed.

"Water!" she said as she put the bottle down and pointed towards the bathroom. "You can get water out of the sink."


Xander
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Xander ran into the bathroom, but then stood staring at the sink unhappily, since it was too tall to do more than rest his chin on the edge of it. This only stymied him for a second, though; soon he had climbed up on the toilet seat and was standing on it, sticking his head under the running water in the sink.

"Blcckakkfppptz! Blehhh."

When he finally turned it off again and jumped down, his hair, his shirt, and, well, the bathroom, were a whole lot wetter.

Xander shot a dirty look at Isabel. "Ick. That was not yummy. Girls are weird."


Isabel
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"Nuh-uh! Boys are weird!" Isabel emphasized this piece of wisdom by sticking her tongue out at Xander.

Xander
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"Your face is gonna freeze that way, neener neener!" Xander crossed his arms and nodded smugly. And then crossed his eyes for added effect.

Isabel
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Pouting and stamping her foot seemed to be the only solution. Well that, and a wave of her hand that sent a pillow flying towards Xander's head.

Xander
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Xander uncrossed both his eyes and his arms, but not fast enough to avoid getting beaned on the head by a pillow. He giggled and threw it back at her.

Isabel
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Isabel was glad she had practiced with Anakin, because she was able to stop the pillow before it hit her. "Hah! You can't get me!"

Xander
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"Can too!" Xander grabbed his own pillow and hurled it at her. Because boys are dumb, yo.

Isabel
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She caught that one to. "Nope, you can't. Alien-fu," she said solemnly.

Xander
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Xander crossed his arms again and stuck out his lower lip. "No fair!"

Isabel
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"Don't pout. You'll trip over your lip."

Isabel snuggled back up on her bed. "What are you going to do today? I'm supposed to have detention," she said as her lip started to tremble. "But I don't want to go. It's scary."


Xander
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Xander pulled his lip out and tried to stare at it, but it wasn't long enough to really see, let alone trip over, so probably girls were just weird.

"S'not scary," he scoffed. He couldn't look scornful for longer than a second, though, before a big grin lit his face. "We got to sing songs an' play with Consable Mountie's puppy!"


Isabel
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There's a lump under the blankets on Isabel's bed. Surprisingly, the lump can talk. And cry. "It's scary. We had nightmares," she wibbled. "I don't want to go back there again."

Xander
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"You could hide!" Xander suggested. "Under the bed? Or in the closet. They'd never find you there!"

Isabel
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The lump nodded. "I'm staying right here. They'll never find me."

Xander
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Xander tilted his head, and walked over to lightly poke the lump. "Yeah, that's a good hiding place too; they'll never know it's you. There could totally be anything under there. You could be a giraffe or something!"

Isabel
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"Groowwwlll!!!" said the lump. "I'm a scary bear. No one will bother a scary bear." Of course the scary bear effect might be a bit ruined by the occasional sniffles that still crept out.

Xander
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"Eek, scary bear!" Isabel wasn't really a very scary bear, but Xander felt like he should make her feel better by letting her think she was.

"I'm gonna take my froggie and go find more peoples to play with. Ooh, n' breakfast. Maybe there's Frooty-o's. Or CUPCAKES OMG YAY! Bridge gots cupcakes!" Xander jumped up and down a little bit. Which the bear under the covers probably couldn't see, but oh well.

He patted the lump under the blanket. "I'll tell everybody there's a scary bear in my room and they should stay away!"


Isabel
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Isabel peeked out from under the blankets. "Okay. But be careful. The bad men could have snuck by the Mountie."

Xander
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"No way!" Xander looked shocked. "Nobody can sneak past him!"

But as he walked over to his desk and tried to get Jeremiah's tank down, realized it was too big to lift by himself, and pulled open the bottom drawer to get out the old, smaller tank, Xander did get a little worried. Not that he thought anybody could get them with the Mountie there, but how come Isabel was so scared then, huh?

"I'll be careful," he said. "Just in case." He climbed up on the desk, reached into Jeremiah's tank and scooped out the wee froggie.

"Ribbit?" Jeremiah said plaintively as Xander dropped him with a wee thud into his wee tank, and picked that up with both wee hands. //Oh god. Why the hell couldn't it just be muppet chickens again?//

"Jeremiah says he will too."

Xander set the tank carefully on the floor to open the door.


Isabel
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As Xander opened the door Isabel pulled the blankets back over her face before anyone that might be wandering by in the hall could see her.

"Bye!" she said quietly, all the while hoping that he'd be safe out there where the bad men could be.


Xander
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"Bye, Isabel!" Xander called, really loudly. Then, slapping a hand over his mouth, he whispered, "Shh, Jeremiah. Be quiet." Again loudly, he said, "BYE-BYE SCARY BEAR! See you later!" He picked up the tank and pulled the door shut behind him.

[OOC: Pre-played with [livejournal.com profile] izzyalienqueen. Weetiny!Xander is on the loose (as is always-wee Jeremiah); weetiny!Isabel is not here. ONLY A SCARY BEAR IS HERE. STAY AWAY. Unless you are OOC. OOC people need not fear the scary bear.]