3: Getting Acquainted Part 1: Arrival
Steph: Three rooms. This is
not a good sign.
Harem looks at rooms, then
looks at Xel.
All 'cept Steph & Xel: I
am not sharing a room with the fruitcake!
Steph: ::rolls eyes:: Then I
Duo & Suboshi: ::in
unison:: Dibs on the room with the kitchen!
Steph: You can't use it.
Both: Awww ...
Zel: I guess me and Val will
take the room next to it.
Xel: ::to Steph:: Looks like
we're sharing a bed ... ^_~
Steph: No we're not. You're
sleeping on the floor.
Xel: Awww ... ^_^
Steph: Cope, hentai.
They unpack. Or more
accurately, attempt to unpack. That is until Xel gets it in his head to
do a hanger raid. He rushes around the rooms, grabs hangers right and
left and then pops out to bury them in the back yard. The second he
returns, Steph beats the livin' crap outta him. Which ends that
particular escapade. And so continues the unpacking.
Insane giggling is heard from
Xel and Steph's room. The rest of the harem group together to speculate
on the who and the cause. They decide it must be Steph, but the why has
Duo: The fruit probably --
Suboshi: -- drugged her. It's
the only --
Duo: -- thing that can explain
Zel, the logical deductive one
here, raises a pertinent question. Two pertinent questions in fact.
Zel: How? And why are you
completing each other's statements?
Shrugs all around.
Val: Wanna bet?
Duo: 5 on yes.
Val: 10 on no.
Zel: I don't bet.
Val: Tough luck then.
Just then their questions are
answered when Steph pushes the door open, still laughing, and waves an
odd purple smoke out of the room, dissipating it. Xel floats out
looking mighty pleased with himself.
Steph: That is the last time
giggle I question why you have a laughing giggle gas bomb. laugh
Duo & Suboshi: ::in unison
to Val:: Pay up!
Zel: They won and that answers
Val coughs up the coinage,
swearing. Finally the work is done and they head downstairs for a long
awaited hot, non-lethal, non-moving meal. Or try to, anyway. Xel, the
fruit that he is, decides to make the whole enterprise more interesting
and kicks Val down, which starts a chain reaction that ends up with
everyone in a pile at the bottom of the stairs. Xel takes the banister
at mach 5 while Steph walks downstairs, climbs up and over the
bishounen piled on the floor, and walks into the dining room, yawning.
Val: ::from bottom of pile:: I
get ta kill it first.
Zel: ::above him:: Dibs on
Duo: Then he is --
Suboshi: -- ours!
Val: Do you guys always finish
each other's sentences?
Duo & Suboshi: ::in
Val: Figures. Now get off me!
Ya weigh a ton!
Duo: It's the rock.
Zel: When I can move again,
you are so dead.
Duo runs out.
Duo: ::yelling back:: I'd like
to see ya try!
The bishounen untangle
themselves using handy little crowbars provided by Suboshi and then go
to the dining room. Duo and Suboshi ensconce themselves in the best
strategic position to get a hold of as much food as possible as soon as
possible while drooling. Val tries to stab Xel with his knife (who
phases out) and accidentally stabs Zel instead, breaking the knife.
Xel: ::wags finger:: Language
-- uk ... ^_^::
Val gets Xel in chokehold and
bangs him against the table repeatedly. The food comes and Val drops
Xel so he can get some food before Duo and Suboshi inhale it all. This
is all followed by the usual fight.
Val: Gimme that!
Duo: ::pausing to breath::
Watch where you're flinging that, some of us --
Suboshi: -- are trying to eat!
Do you mind?!
Xel: Not at all. ^_^
Duo & Suboshi: ::in
unison:: We're not talking to you!
Val: Yeah! They're talkin' ta
me! So stay out of it, ya nut!
Steph ignores all this, used
to dodging flying food, thrown utensils, ducking under fork fights,
snatching food before Duo or Suboshi can get their teeth in it, and the
like. This is all routine for her. So when Zel starts engaging in long
rhetorical philosophical discussions with various eating utensils about
the various eating habits of his companions, Steph doesn't so much as
blink an eye. In fact, she hands him her fork, while elbowing Xel away
before he can gank her knodel (dumpling). Finally, exactly 30 knodels,
12 bowels of sauce, and six bowels of salad later, the harem goes into
the living room (after punting Xel in there first (to see if it was
safe, after all, really)) and proceeds to pass out on various pieces of
furniture. Steph stares at the ceiling for awhile before realizing the
effort to keep her eyes open was hopeless (she tried fingers, tape,
toothpicks, magic, etc.) and rolls off the couch to fall face first on
the floor. Prying herself off the floor she snaps the bishounen to
their respective beds, drags herself upstairs to her own blissfully
soft, warm, inviting, welcoming bed and falls into a travel induced,
exhausted slumber. The atom bomb going off around those six wouldn't
have woken 'em up.