Food Appreciation [Class Four, Period #3]

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

Marshall was just kind of staring at everybody when class started. He didn't look angry or anything. He was just staring, maybe looking a bit worried.

A little more staring.

A little more...

"I'M AFRAID TO TALK TO EVERYBODY TODAY," he said suddenly. "So far today I told a radio squirrel that if I were another squirrel I'd totally tap that and I told Ted that I didn't really mind his red cowboy boots!"

Ignore the fact that nobody here knew who Ted was.

"What if I start doing lecture and I suddenly start talking about how I think Kaylee's little accent is about the cutest thing I've ever heard and how that sometimes I want to ruffle Sam's hair because it looks fun?" Marshall's eyes widened. "Oh god, I'm doing it already!"

He pointed at the buffet table which had all sorts of moddable sandwiches and subs on them.

"Sandwiches! They're delicious and easy to make! Eat them!" Marshall said. "And for the love of god, someone save me from myself!"

Comments

Re: Talk To Marshall

[lovemykilt]

"Me too. Does this happen a lot? Because I'm trying really hard to keep people from finding out my first name."

And then he took another large bite of BLT. Just in case it tried to come sneaking out his mouth while he wasn't paying enough attention to what he was saying.

Re: Talk To Marshall

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

"Oh, sure, stuff like this happens all the...what's your first name?" he asked. Marshall could have probably checked the roster but here's the thing...Marshall was lazy.

Re: Talk To Marshall

[lovemykilt]

Crap. Priestly tried to smother his answer in a cough. "Boaz."