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 Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 11:55 pm
"Betcha the interns don't know what's good and what isn't!" Sweeps called back, jogging to catch up to him.
Chef tried the door again, hoping it would work. No such luck, unfortunately. "Maaan what're we gonna do? What's in 'ere?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 7:33 am
"They probably don't...hehehehe too bad for theeeeem~"
Ears flat and a whine escaping his throat, Chris stood behind his larger friend. They were stuck. Stuck. While the interns AND the Dude/Sweeps duo were running around loose. ...Wonderful.
"Lots of stuff man..."
Whining, still, but Chris fumbled for a flashlight and turned it on to help look through the stuff. Hrm...snowmobile, props, leftover stale marshmallows...
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 7:41 pm
At this point in time, it was an excellent thing that Chris had Friends on the Other Side.
...of the shed door, anyway. Still fairly sullen on her current situation, Annabel was sulking about camp, not bothering to get to know other interns or anything. Stupid Dude. His nonchalant attitude seemed even more infuriating than Chris's, the Rat b*****d. Either way, she wasn't terribly happy presently. Hands stuffed in her pockets, she was scuffling along, thinking quietly to herself- something surprising for the usually loud-tempered girl- when she heard the whining. Amazingly enough? She'd recognize it anywhere. Ears flickering, she remained perfectly still a moment before heading to the shed. Yes, it was definitely coming from there, but why...?
...Ah. That would explain it. Contemplating the lock a moment, Annabel pursed her lips, then proceeded to knock on the door. Might as well make sure this wasn't some horrible sort of trick. Because if it was? Good god, she was going to be one UNHAPPY intern.
..Unhappier, anyway.
"Is that you, Rat b*****d?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 4:37 pm
Chef crossed his arms, looking over Chris' shoulder at the array of items. He didn't comment -- in all actuality, he felt rather silly over the whole ordeal. He was duped by interns! Interns that were their spawn, too! He needed some way to get back at them... hm. Frozen vegetables were fun, but what if Dude got smart with his brother and picked out all the peas and threw them on the ground for him to slip on? That's what he would do. Veggies were out, then -- Dude would be happy with that. What could he do to punish them even further...?
When Annabel knocked, Chef stepped back from the door. "It's fer yew."
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