Peter returned to his room after a day being handwavily out. He knew that something bad had happened when he saw a partition separating his side of the room from Jamie's side. He hopped to the ceiling to peek over the partition and saw his side of the room covered in exactly $999 worth of pudding. Not that he knew the price. He just knew it was a
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The past few weeks had been completely and utterly insane. Even more insane than that night last month that I never dropped a link to somehow with the X-Avenging Runaways which he mentally used as the name for lack of any other short descriptions. Between casual conversation with Dawn and others (insane conversation), helping Sakurazaki plot
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Peter finally finished up the e-mail he had been writing to Zero and sent it. He had no energy for further narrative due to the length of the e-mail, gah.