The afternoon found the first floor rec room covered in notes pointing out the patch of grass just behind the dorms. The patch of grass in question contained... "Today," Arthur intoned, with perhaps more glee than was strictly necessary, "We will dedicate ourselves to a real sport. Archery.( Cut for two teenage boys being royal bitches at one another. )

"Good afternoon, Kappa Kappa Gremlin," Arthur called, standing firmly at ease in front of the crowd. "Today, Hannibal has devised a test for your mettle..." You could kind of tell he was struggling not to laugh ( Read more... )

Usually Chuck wasn't much for doing big things with his Friday nights. Hardly a big weekend party-goer.

However, it wasn't just any Friday night that a guy turned fifteen. So, tonight was for celebrating. Okay, so, making dinner with his sister might not be every guy's dream idea of a birthday party, but it was pretty traditional for them.

So far, ( Read more... )

Amazingly, the two co-leaders of the frat hadn't forgotten that it was Friday and that meant it was meeting time. Today, the frat was meeting in the gym. No, there were not any uniforms in sight. Professor Dex was the evil one ( Read more... )

Kara is bored. So very, very bored. She doesn't think she's ever been more bored in her life.

Can't go to the gym. Bad knee.

Can't bother Lee. He's not here.

Can't draw. Ran out of paper.

Bored, bored, bored.

Kara sighs and flips through the inane Saturday afternoon tv shows.