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Guud murneeng stoodents! I vuke-a up thees murneeng und smelled Chreestmes in zee eur! It mede-a me-a sneeze-a.

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"Some guy who was basically a clone of my Media teacher hit on my yesterday," Mac said. "Now that, was creepy."

Was it bad that the first thing in Chad's head was to ask if he was at least hot?

Probably. So, instead, he went with a harmless, "That is a little creepy."

He was, not that Mac would admit that. And he had been damn fun to ~~not so~~ subtly insult.

"Yup, now I've seen his doppelganger wink at me, I'll never look at him in quite the same way again."

Chad tried to think of what it would be like if any of his teachers winked...or their doppleganger, anyway...at him. Quite frankly, he just ended up surprised that most of them didn't. Well, except Custer. But, technically, he could be winking all the time, and everyone just thought it was a blink....

"Will it possibly cause random bursts of giggling in the middle of class?" Chad supported random bursts of giggling in classes, when coming from cute girls, so he hoped so, even if he wasn't in that class.

Mac thought back to that conversation she'd had with Tony. "Yeah, quite possibly," she admitted after a moment's thought. The look on his face after she'd told him not to wink at her, had been pretty damn priceless.

Chad nodded in approval. "Good."

"Right, back up to the dorms for me," Mac said, with a sigh. "I now have to figure out how to stop half the inanimate objects in my room from trying to serenade me."

Chad started to nod in agreement before that all had processed in his head. "Wait, what?"

"Oh," Mac pulled a face. "It's one of those days. Stuff keeps singing at me." She rolled her eyes, "At least it's not stealing my clothes and leaving me naked in a common room, which is what happened the last time appliances started acting up around here."

...Why did he have to miss the clothes stealing, naked appliance revolt?

"Are they at least singing good music?"

Mac shook her head, "Not really, you'd be surprised how out of tune electronic equipment can be."

She stood and waved at Chad. "Good luck with your marshmallow war. I hope to hear you come out victorious," she said, with a little fistpump to show her enthusiasm.

"Thanks for the support, Mac," Chad said, flashing a thumbs-up.

"No problem. You know where to come if you need help flinging marshmallows," Mac responded with a grin, giving Chad a little wave goodbye as she turned to leave.

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