Room 236: Sunday afternoon

[mparkerceo]

Parker had locked up 234 carefully, put on some bouncy but not *childish*, thank you, music; and made sure anything breakable was in her bedroom, before going back to lift Esme out of her habitat so Aly could see her closer. "Here you go. Esme, Aly. Aly? Esme."

[ooc: for kypriothschoice, but open for other people who knock. Or climb in the window.]

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[bridge_carson]

Upon coming out from the shower and seeing no tiny Xanders waiting in the room, Bridge had... well, panicked was the word.

He'd calmed down a little once he'd seen that Jeremiah's tank was gone too, which meant Xander couldn't have gone very far in such a short time. So here he was, knocking on all the doors belonging to people that Xander would be likely to visit. Including Parker's.

[mparkerceo]

Parker got up to open the door, stepping over wolves and tiny people, and then cocked her head as she opened it. "Here to retrieve a frog and his boy?"

[bridge_carson]

"He's here?" Bridge asks. "He's here," he says, visibly relieved as he catches sight of Xander.

[mparkerceo]

Parker grinned, holding the door open wide. "Whoops. I thought he told you where he was going. We're having cookies and comparing pet philosophies. Sorry if you were worried." Poor Bridge. Xander was small enough to get hurt or in a lot of trouble...

Hmmm. She really hoped Jarod hadn't set fire to anything.

[bridge_carson]

"I was... a little, yeah," Bridge says. "I mean, he's just... he's *tiny*," he flails a bit. Never mind that everything had turned out fine last time, when *both* of them had been weetiny. It was the principle of the thing.

[mparkerceo]

"It's okay, I get it. I was freaking out a bit yesterday when I found some of them on their own in town." Parker cocked an eyebrow. "Want a cookie?" She toed over a beanbag. "Sit down, watch Aly be manipulative, watch Benton and Dief be hyper, and watch Xander show off Jeremiah."

[bridge_carson]

Now that he's calmed down, Bridge actually grins as he flops down in to the beanbag chair. "They are *so* cute. Seriously."

[mparkerceo]

"They are. And so far, while they've been huggy-- ugh-- they haen't been *too* bad." Parker grinned at Aly. "And some of them are damn entertaining. I assume you've bene taking losts of photos?"

[bridge_carson]

"Of course," Bridge says. "What's wrong with hugs?" he asks.

[mparkerceo]

"You *know* I don't do that with normal-sized people, except under extreme circumstances. And little people are germy and jammy and messy and then they blow a raspberry on your leg." No, Parker's not over that. "So, yeah. Avoiding."

[bridge_carson]

"Awww," Bridge says. And doesn't point out that Parker's never ever refused a hug from *him*, because that'd be mean. "And yet, here you are, playing host."

[mparkerceo]

"They just showed up," Parker protested. "Not that I *mind* Xander. Or Benton. Who I totally called the second he walked in, ha, he looks the same only way shorter. And I invited Aly to keep her from scamming the hell out of the Common Room...." She frowned. "There's a flaw in my logic here somewhere."

[bridge_carson]

Bridge just tries (unsuccessfully) to hide a smile.

[needsaparrot]

Xander, who's set Jeremiah's tank down finally, turns around when he hears Bridge and comes running at him full-tilt.

"BRIDGE!! HIHIHIHIHIHIHI!"

*glom*

[bridge_carson]

And yeah, this'd be Bridge kneeling down and hugging Xander and possibly contemplating not letting go ever.

"Hi yourself," he says. "You had me a little worried, there."

[needsaparrot]

Xander's eyes get Very Very very Big. Yes, even bigger than being Very Shy made them. "M'sorry. I just came down to see Maureeeeeeeen. I didn' mean to scare you."