http://kissytheface.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] kissytheface.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2010-05-10 11:03 am
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Cafeteria: Monday Lunchtime

Dandelion was a girl on a mission. What little information she had retained from the weekend was now devoted to her protecting the cafeteria from the Viking horde which would inevitably attempt to redcorate it.

Heartless Vikings.

Which is why anyone showing up for lunch today would find her guarding the entrace to the cafeteria wielding a large metal soup ladle and a colander on her head.

And no one.. NO ONE was going to make her stray from her sworn duty.

[QUESTION: How long has it been since there was a cafeteria post? ANSWER: Too long! Open post is open.]

[identity profile] abitlegless.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Look, it was purely coincidence Hiccup was here. He'd had no idea the crazy girl was going to be ...guarding the cafeteria. He grinned a huge grin, then schooled his face to something approximating seriousness.

It was only a shame he hadn't brought a shield or two.

"Curses!" he exclaimed. "You've foiled my savage Viking cunning with your figuring out that lunch time might find me in a place where they have food!" This was complete with dramatic hand gestures. "Whatever will I do now to ruthlessly inflict my Norse heritage on this unsuspecting school?"
Edited 2010-05-10 20:12 (UTC)

[identity profile] abitlegless.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Hiccup? Had no idea what she was talking about, but since that pretty much summed up their relationship to this point, he didn't worry about it.

He bowed his head, feigning defeat. "It's true, I've been bested and must hang my mighty Viking head in shame." Which also helped hide the fact that his grin very much wanted to make an appearance. "At least tell me your name, so you may be sung about in Viking sagas as the defender of the cafeteria?"

[identity profile] abitlegless.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, revered and honoured, definitely. Lots of honour, veritable boatloads of honour," he promised. "I, Hiccup, mighty Viking, promise to tell everyone in my village about you."

And that was a promise he'd be keeping.

"...so, any chance you'll let me in the cafeteria now?"

[Now I must away to work!]

[identity profile] abitlegless.livejournal.com 2010-05-11 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
Hiccup made a show of patting himself down, then shook his head. "I'm one hundred percent decoration free."