Room 407; Late Saturday Morning [ 09/05 ].

[not_a_mused]

Eventually, Cal had fallen asleep last night, and he would have figured that that meant sleeping in a lot later than this, but no cigar. That was okay, though, he figured he could be productive instead

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[thatsamilkshake]

So when a girl wakes up and finds her dorm room filled with flowers, her first thought -- well her first thought should really be OMG STALKER MUCH but this girl wasn't dating a Cullen, so -- is fairly naturally going to involve wizards. Of the boyfriendly persuasion.

This the happy knocking at his door with a wreath of daisies on her head. "Meeeerlin!"

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine was going to take a wild guess on yia yia and help it along by not asking. "Yeah. You missed random attacks of singing and uh. Pollen." And vampires.

[not_a_mused]

"Random attacks of pollen?" Really, Cal had to ask. "What, did it go straight toward everyone's allergies or something?"

But it was said with a bit of a sigh. The Obscure Object always had the worst hay fever...

[thatsamilkshake]

Ulp. "...Something like that. It was magic pollen."

[not_a_mused]

"Of course it was," Cal said dryly. It was Fandom, after all. "Magic how? Glittery and sparkly and turned everyone into wee little leprechauns?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Sigh. He'd find out about it from someone. "...More like turned everybody into sex maniacs."

[not_a_mused]

"Into...what?" Cal asked, frowning.

No, seriously. He didn't hear it. All that hair in the way, and everything...

[thatsamilkshake]

Mumblemumblegrr. Yeah, well, two could play at the hiding-behind-long-hair game. "...Sex maniacs."

[not_a_mused]

Cal stared at Francine for a moment, pretty sure he'd confirmed what he thought he had heard.

"What, you mean more than most teenagers already are?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Considering that she and Merlin came close to doing it in the Men's Room? "Um. Yes."

[not_a_mused]

"And I missed it?" Cal asked, incredulously, although this given response was a direct opposite of the pit of relief settling in his stomach. He could barely stand his hormones as they were...and being attacked by sex maniac pollen would just be...

...disastrous. But no one needed to know that that was how he felt on the matter.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Trust me, you're way better off." And not just because the post-Men's-Room experience would have been considerably more awkward --- but possibly not halted, by that point -- if Cal had been in the room.

[not_a_mused]

"Yeah, somehow I don't think you're going to be able to convince me on that one," Cal said, although he really didn't need the convincing. Disaster. He'd probably have to wind up transferring schools again...

[thatsamilkshake]

"Yeah, well. Then just trust me that you should be glad you missed the singing."

[not_a_mused]

There was a pause.

"Okay, yeah, now the singing I can believe. A lot of singing?"

[thatsamilkshake]

"When you're randomly bursting into song and can't shut yourself up, any is too much," she pointed out.