Room 238, Monday Morning

[psycho_barbie]

Gradually waking up from the strangest dream where she'd been wee, married Angel and made plans to send Cam-Mollusc to university, Callisto wondered why her bed felt so cramped and why she was stiff like she'd been sleeping on the ground. Eyes still closed, she reached for the alarm only to encounter something soft and cushiony

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[mparkerceo]

Parker was curled into a ball on top of her own comforter, so she had a moment of disconnect when she woke up: almost-familiar combined with what-the-hell?. Logan laughing and Angel protesting woke her up, though.

"... Someone kill me?"

[mparkerceo]

Much, much snickering as Parker falls over. "Heee. Oh, God. I will never ever forget that you can't eat zombie brains, Angel-head."

[notstakedyet]

"What was that? You want your eggs with pig's blood? Well okay."

[mparkerceo]

"I take it back I take it back!" Parker sounds four again for a minute. Still giggling though.

[notstakedyet]

Angel went into the kitchen to make with the cooking. "Callisto gets first dibs on eating. That's thanks for not killing me."

[mparkerceo]

"Did you deserve it? I've got a couple people who probably want to smother me in marshmellows at this point."

[notstakedyet]

Angel silently made eyes at Parker to indicate: Me. Logan. Lying down together. Ack! as an answer to her question.

[mparkerceo]

Pakrer made an 'O' face, then rolled her eyes. "Best. Girlfriend. Ever. You know that, right?"

[notstakedyet]

Angel pointed to the frying pan he'd just gotten out. "Giving her first dibs on eggs."

[mparkerceo]

Satisfied, Parker wandered over to watch, rubbing her face. "Thank God classes are almost over. And I wrote my Russian paper before the weekend. But damnit, my date with Jarod got called on account of him not being a pervert! So not fair."

[notstakedyet]

"I'm sorry your boyfriend isn't a pervert," Angel said, dutifully. He got out butter and eggs and bread.

[mparkerceo]

"I'm not. But I am sorry he wasn't five or six along with me. We could've had fun." Parker sighed, then yawned. "And I have deadly shoes?" She started laughing.

[notstakedyet]

"You can kill people with those!" Angel said. "How do you want your eggs?"

[mparkerceo]

"Damn straight I can. And over easy. Can I help?" Parker looked around, and got his blood out of the fridge. "Here. Does this get microwaved on high?" She shook her head suddenly, with an odd smile.

[notstakedyet]

"Works on the coffee setting," Angel said. "And quit smiling at me. It's weird."

[mparkerceo]

Parker pouted instead, then grinned. "You were a very funny little boy. Even though you still had a huge forehead. Call told me I was mean for saying so, though."

[and I'll be back in an hour or so-- field trip!]