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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 7:08 pm
"Danny," Roch said patiently. "Scissors beats paper. I won. Reaper dorm it is!!" he said cheerfully, stretching his arms over his head. "Awesome. No ghosts!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 7:24 pm
"WAIT I WAS HOLDING UP PAPER?" Danny said, astounded. So it was paper, and his was scissors. Noted. Oh Jack, wait. Now the cat was out of the bag about her not knowing how to play.
Danny hung her head in shame. "I ... don't know how to play rock paper scissors," she admitted in defeat. Oh Jack. Here it comes. Now Roch was going to make fun of her and never let her forget it.
A small ball of flame lit up in her hand. "How about we play Roch agrees with me, Roch Agrees with me or Roch gets set on fire?" That was a game she could happily agree to. "We could also play Danny lights your suit on fire, Danny lights your dorm on fire, even Danny lights your guitar on fire." Danny grinned mischievously. That oughta make him listen, right?
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 7:30 pm
Roch's expression went dark. "You little--" He growled a bit. "Fine. But YOU deal with the ghosts, I ain't going to." He clearly disliked them, which seemed a bit strange for the usually easygoing boil. "And everyone has to bring food, no exceptions, got it? And YOU find the room, I'll deal with the furnishings."
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 8:49 pm
In response to Roch's dark face, Danny thought that Roch must be cold. She always made that face when she got cold. So what did she do?
Plop right down next to him. Undoubtedly just what he wanted at that moment.
Ohhhh yeah. Danny had totally just won that argument. Note to self: When Roch was being Stupid Roch, use fire. Worked every time. Smiling as if she had just defeated all of Christmastown, she said, "Deal! DEALLL. I'm telling you. Ghosts are nice. You are nice. We'll all be nice together."
Danny nodded at his foods about the food requirement. "Well everyone except us. We just get fed, right?" Mmmmm food. They were definitely going to get more eating done than work.
Awwww no furnishing choices for Danny? Still, she had just gotten ghosts into the club, so she couldn't complain. Well no, there would be a lot of complaining, it would just have to come later. "Alright deal! Dealy deal deal," she said, bopping her hands on her lap to the beat.
She stood up abruptly and said, "LAST ONE TO COMPLETE THEIR REQUIREMENTS IS A BEAUTIFUL HUMAN!" Hee hee. What an insult.
Then she ran out of the reaper dorms to complete her task- literally. She bolted towards the classrooms and began looking for an empty one to occupy. This was going to be the best. Club. EVER.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 8:54 pm
Roch groaned, leaning back against his tree and running a hand over his face. How had he gotten stuck with such an idiot as his club vice pres? Wait, never mind. He probably already knew. He was an idiot for going along with pretty much anything that sounded interesting when it was first mentioned.
Idly he reached into his vest, pulling out his phone and flipping through his messages. He stopped on an email, reading it with an ever darkening look, then promptly deleted it without replying.
"Proud of me, my a**," he muttered, going back to his playing. "And quit sending texts from the human world, you annoying b*****d. They cost too much."
Which had nothing to do with his club, other than the fact it was something he could ignore while thinking about what he was supposed to be doing.
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