http://stocksgrrl.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] stocksgrrl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2007-03-27 03:18 pm
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Young Entrepenuers; Tuesday, 4;00 pm.

Turtle was balancing an empty cup on her forehead as she tilted back in her chair while waiting for everyone to get there. Once they did, she straightened up, filled it with coffee and sugar and milk, and got started.

"Okay, so, we should have all looked over the glitter stuff, right? I really say we make our own instead of ordering, personally, but that's just me. What do you guys think? Next week we can start production and advertising? John, I got lazy. Did you get any stuff on maybe the vehicle storage stuff? I think we should have a bake sale. Hey, is there any more sugar? Need more sugar. Hm, okay, meeting ajourned. No, wait. We still gotta talk. Nevermind."

She wasn't bouncing, she was buzzing. One had to wonder exactly how much sugar she'd had that day.

[[ here comes the OCD is here! joy! ]]

Re: Advisor.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2007-03-27 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Deadpool was there and was most certainly not smirking at John. He was above such petty things. He was, however, waiting to talk to Turtle.

Re: Advisor.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2007-03-27 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Got arrested," He answered promptly. "And what about you, my favorite little minion?"

Re: Advisor.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2007-03-27 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Deadpool held up his hand for a highfive. "Very nice!"

"Tried to shoot an ex in the head."

Re: Advisor.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2007-03-27 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Deadpool nodded and didn't correct the 'she' part. Not his fault everyone assumed he meant ex-lover.

"Fifteen, huh? I'll have to get you a present."

Re: Advisor.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2007-03-27 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Deadpool thought it over. "Stop by 25 Unicorn tomorrow and I'll give you your present."

Because bringing weapons to school to give to minors was strangely frowned upon.

Re: Advisor.

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2007-03-27 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
John was not glaring at Meatbag and wondering what smelled like shwarma.