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[bishopcastor]

Who: Castor, Labrador, Undertaker, Frau, OPEN TO EVERYONE!
When: Around Lunch Time (Backdated to the clothes switch)
Where: The Cafeteria
What: Paying for a coffin with public humiliation
Rating: Probably no more than PG for humor

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[lovedbyflowers]

Labrador shifted a bit in his seat at the table Castor had told him to sit at. He could not understand why Castor had to insist that they come down to the cafeteria for lunch. Castor could easily have taken the food up for him. He pulled the blanket closer round himself, careful to clip the ends of it between his legs so as not to expose them. He was so preoccupied with making sure that he was decently wrapped up at he didn't really notice anything that was going on around him.

[undertaking4u]

The Undertaker lurked in the darkest corner of the cafeteria. He was not appropriately dressed for lurking, but that made it even more amusing. He rather enjoyed the frilly skirts (despite his intimate acquaintances with frilly-clad Victorian English noblemen, his profession and status dictated a more somber attire), and the novelty of the strange virus had not worn off for him. Of course, the hat was no match for his hat, but as long as it was returned to him in prime condition, the Undertaker could deal with an inferior head covering to hide his face.

He watched as one bishop lead the other inside and took care of him. What a lovely little family. Although the father was wearing a skirt and his ward was bundled up like a baby... The Undertaker chuckled to himself. It was not the strangest he had ever seen a man dress, but their clothes were amusing all the same. Not enough to pay off the debt, but pleasant enough to justify him coming out of the tunnels, at least.

[ibreakrules]

Frau followed Castor up, grumbling the entire way. Not only was he being dragged around by Castor, he was also still stuck in Atem's way too small pants. Frau really needed to learn how to ignore Labrador's "look." It would save him a lot of pain and trouble. Like the pain now. You wouldn't believe how much it hurt to walk around this much when your pants are acting like compression shorts... made of leather.

While Frau had thought the situation couldn't get any more annoying, he spotted the Undertaker. Yeah, annoying level just rose about five notches. This meant Castor's plan to pay Lab's debt was now. Dammit. Stupid bishop couldn't even wait until Frau could wear a shirt to do any of this?!

[bishopcastor]

Good. Everything was ready for the final set up. Castor pretended nothing was happening while he walked through the line for food, picking outs things for Labrador and himself. He made sure Frau followed him, "Are you coming, or do I need to pick out your food as well? If you're too incompetent, I'm sure I could select a nutritious meal for you. Perhaps losing a little weight would make your new clothes fit better."

A few insults should have been able to do it. It was usually an effective way of manipulating Frau right where he wanted.

[lovedbyflowers]

Castor was taking such a long time with the food... Lab really wanted to get back up to his room as soon as possible. He looked over at the lunch line and wondered how Castor and Frau could act so casually in the swapped clothes... and how Frau could walk around like that, barely covered.