Room 313 [midafternoon]

[like_a_sponge]

Greg, being a normal boy who normally forgot things, realized it had been awhile since he sent an email home. So he quickly fixed that

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[multi_madrox]

Jamie? Yep. Still wandering.

And he wanders by Greg's door.

"Hey. Greg right?"

[like_a_sponge]

Greg turned and smiled over his shoulder. "Hey. Yeah, it's Greg. You're...Jamie, right?"

[multi_madrox]

"Right. We met the other night when we were re-enacting shirtless Friday," Jamie said as though making the memory clear for himself. "How's it going?"

[like_a_sponge]

"Pretty good," Greg said, waving him in. "At the moment I'm trying to see if the water from the sixth floor waterslides last night is normal."

[izzyalienqueen]

After a morning shopping and handwaved lunch with Parker, Isabel finally made her way back to the dorms carrying her bags of new summer clothes. On a whim, she stopped by the third floor on her way back to her room. Smiling at what she saw, Isabel knocked on the door.

[like_a_sponge]

Greg jerked slightly, startled out of his reverie, and swiveled his chair around to see who was there. He grinned. "Hey, Isabel."

[izzyalienqueen]

"Hey yourself," she grinned. "What's so fascinating? Did you get a skin sample from a gremlin?" Leaving her packages by the door she walked over. "And if it's interesting, can I see?"

[like_a_sponge]

"Nothing too interesting. It's a sample of water from the sixth floor waterslides. There's biotin, which you wouldn't expect in random water, and chlorine," Greg said, scooting back and offering her a view of the slide through the microscope.

[like_a_sponge]

"Think the squid's been replaced by a great white?" he asked, somewhat amused.

[izzyalienqueen]

"That or possibly some sort of mutant sea creature from the deep. This is Fandom after all." Isabel shook her head, equally amused because in her mind those were serious possibilities.

[like_a_sponge]

"Well, how dark is the basement? There are those things that only live in the dark," Greg pointed out.

[izzyalienqueen]

"Honestly? I haven't been there. Stories of the squid scared me off," she said. "The only time I like to see squid is when it's deep fried and served with a side of marinara sauce and a bottle of Tabasco."

[izzyalienqueen]

"Thanks," she said softly. "I appreciate it"

"Are you sure you want to know? This is one of those brain breaky things," Isabel said with a grin. "Are you ready for it?"

[like_a_sponge]

He made a show of bracing himself, and grinned. "I'm ready. Hit me with it."

[izzyalienqueen]

"Wait one second," Isabel said as she went to the where she'd left the bags. She found her purse and dug through it, smiling when she pulled out a bag of M&M's. "Here, have my emergency stash. Just in case," she said, dropping the bag in Greg's lap as she returned to her perch on the edge of the desk.

"Weetiny Weekend happened last month. We went to bed Friday night perfectly normal. Saturday morning we woke and we were all regressed in age and appearance. I was seven, Xander was five."

[like_a_sponge]

Greg paused with a green M&M halfway to his mouth.

"...how?"

[peter__parker]

Peter walked into the room after a long afternoon of reading away from the room. "Hey, Greg," he said. "Done with reading for the day. Now onto the joyous joy of writing e-mails I've been slacking on writing."

[like_a_sponge]

"I did that earlier," Greg remarked. "Dude, there's vitamin H in the water on the sixth floor. It's boggling."

[peter__parker]

"Really?" Peter asked. "Are there chickens up there, too?"

[like_a_sponge]

"Not that I saw, but that'd explain it," Greg said, moving and pointing at his microscope. "I showed Isabel earlier, but look," he said.