http://users.livejournal.com/swedish_chef_/ ([identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/swedish_chef_/) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2006-01-23 10:42 am
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Heppy Mundey iferyune-a! I hupe-a yuoo ere-a ell feeleeng reffreshed thees murneeng.

Tudey's loonch menoo is:

-Freeed Cheeckee

-Epplesooce-a

-Meshed Putetues

-Brucculee

-Cerrut Ceke-a

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip walked in, yawning. Technically he had no classes today and had no particular reason to be at the school, but he'd be damned before he shelled out good money for food when he could get a perfectly good lunch right here.

He piled himself a tray high with Freeed Cheeckee and Meshed Putetues slid into a seat.

He lit up a cigarette, so that everyone would know where the smoking section was, and dug in.

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Walter, as usual, took some of everything. Having missed dinner the night before, it was a large some of everything. He set his tray down across from Pip with something just shy of a thud and sat down, already pulling his own cigarette out of his waistcoat pocket.

There's an angry red mark on one cheek.

"Where were you hiding this weekend?"

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"In bed," Pip responded, taking out his lighter, flicking it to life, and holding it out for Walter. "Well, in someone else's bed at least. Also been doing a lot of thinking about everyone here.

"What happened to you, man? You look awful. Is something wrong?"

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Walter took the light and added his own cloud of smoke to the smoking section. He waved away Pip's question. "Hopefully you both - or all - enjoyed yourselves. What sort of thinking have you been doing?"

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Both. So far," Pip said, winking. He put the lighter away. "I dunno, just thinking about the fact that there are a lot of supernatural types around that there seem to be a lot of attacks going on. Thought it might be a good idea to start being prepared." He took a drag on his cigarette.

"Seriously man, what happened and how did you get that mark? Did you go too easily on Nadia again?"

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"No," Walter shook his head to going too easy on Nadia. He'd both learned his lesson, and was getting along pretty well with her.

"What sort of preparations were you thinking of making?"

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[[ooc: dropping in from the top so you two can continue your conversation without me if you like.

Pippi also partook of the Freeed Cheeckee and Meshed Putetues, as well as a piece of Cerrut Ceke-a.

"Gooood afternoon." she said sliding into a seat.

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hi Pippi." Walter dropped a broccoli spear on her plate because she had clearly overlooked her greens and gave her an almost-normal grin. "I dropped off a box of cupcakes in Smith's inbox. Your turn tomorrow?"

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Pippi crinkled her nose at the broccoli but ate it anyway.

"Very good! I was thinking Ding Dongs Ring Dings. For Tuesday."

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know what they are, but variety's good, right?" Walter was eating his broccoli with relish, but he ate almost anything with relish. People sticking fingers toward his plate might find out just how close to almost everything he ate with relish.

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[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Goooooood afternoon, Me-pi. I didn't see you on Sunday. How ya doing?"

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Very well thank you. I didn't see you on Sunday either." she said,

"You missed a party at Jeff, God of Biscuits."

Pippi wanted to talk to Pip about being on the School Beautification Team, but they didn't know about it yet.

"So... What antics shall we plot for this week?"

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's alright," Pip said. I was attending my own little private party with someone else." He took a drag off of his cigarette.

"Mmm, not sure. I was wondering if, perhaps, we might choose a new victim. Just to shake things up. Say Dean Zordon or Dean Washburne. I think Vice Principal Hawkeye is too tricky to parnk. He's like... the prank master, if you will. We treat him with respect."

[identity profile] alchemic-bean.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Edward stared at the freeed cheeckee and uncomfortably wondered if any of it came from the now mostly-gone muppet chickens. He wondered what muppet chicken tasted like... probably felt. Never did get an answer about muppet chicken eggs, he'd have to ask Al about that again...

Hunger won out over thinking too much, and Edward took a little of everything (avoiding the brucculee ) before sitting down at a table.

Gih. Detention. Well, at least he wasn't expelled...

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Pippi waved to her fellow "school beautification team" member and smiled.

[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Lana comes in and picks at some Freeed Cheeckee and Epplesooce-a. The Cerrut Ceke-a on her tray goes untouched. She looks visibly embarrassed and rather upset.

Although she and Shep slept through the radio broadcast on Sunday, she's sure that news of what she did was all over campus and today is the first time she's ventured out of her room.

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Blair grabbed a plate and piled as much 'brucculee' on it as he could and found a seat.

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Pippi waved to Blair.

[identity profile] the4thsister.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Paige decided the cake was least likely to kill so she picked that, plus it was carrot cake and were a vegetable and therefore had vitamins in, so the cake was healthy!.

She went to sit at a table as far away from the smokers as possible since that was unlikely to help her cough.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Sawyer wandered into the Cafe; he had his hand wrapped around his box of cigarettes and his lighter, he had been careful not to smoke around Paige now since she was really sick and it worried him that he might start a coughing fit.

He came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her, he gave her a kiss to her cheek, "How you feelin', darlin'?" he cooed into her ear.

What a goober.

[identity profile] the4thsister.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Not a goober! A caring loving boyfriend damn it!

She smiled and wrapped an arm around him, "better than yesterday, did Saturday definitely happen? It wasn't just like cancelled or something?" she asks with a frown, since, well stranger things had happened a FH.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Saturday happened. Your man here got locked in a goddamn maze for, like, hours upon hours. You were so sleepy when I left." he kisses her forehead before taking a seat next to her, "Are you sure you're okay?" he looked loving at her, just making sure!

[identity profile] the4thsister.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Paige frowns, "still you got out alive and that's what matters right?" she says, "I guess I was still passed out when you came back, I don't really remember seeing you at all."

"Well I don't have a fever anymore and I'm managed to get out of bed, so yeah I'm okay pretty much, plus I have cake!" she smiles then and snakes her arm around his waste.

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[identity profile] dorky-broots.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Brotos glanced at the cafe menu and sighed. I have a death wish. He wound up getting a serving of everything and was now sitting, hoping that he wouldn't get food poisoning and that his lunch wouldn't talk back to him.

[identity profile] kawalsky.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[OOC: Oh wise and wonderful Chef person, can you please tag your posts 'lunch' from now on? Thanks!]