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Eh yes Vednesdey...I reelly dun't hefe-a unytheeng tu sey ebuoot it. Boot it is indeed Vednesdey!

Tudey's Menoo Is:

-Noo Inglund Clem Chooder (red oor vheete-a yuoo esk? I'm nut sure-a)

-Meshed Putetues und grefy

-Toorkey

-Crunberry Sooce-a

-Greelled Cheeckee Ceeser Seled

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A wicked grin suddenly grew on Victor's face. "I think I have an idea."

"Oh gods." Anders shakes his head. "Don't tempt me, or Cally's gonna kick my ass."

"I think we can trust Victor not to suggest something violent. I still have an orphan prank looking for a home. Does your problem child have roommates?"

"Oh, come on! It'll be fun!"

He leaned into the group and said in a low voice: "Lawn Gnomes."

[ooc: Sorry so late, here. LJ's been sucky all day.]

Anders thinks for a few minutes, and manages to somehow practically inhale all his mashed potatoes and gravy in the process. "I dunno . . . if I get in more trouble, Cally's probably gonna make me sleep in the common room for, like, a month." Still, he looks tempted. "Lawn gnomes, huh?"

"Back in my world, there was this commercial on TV that used to play, like, all the time. This group of kids borrowed a neighbor's lawn gnome and took him all over the place and took pictures of it. They kept sending him a few pictures a day, until eventually they brought the gnome back. So, I was thinking...what if we do the same thing? Except, no stealing from the principal, of course. Just leaving him crazy pictures of lawn gnomes in his new inbox?"

Anders laughs uneasily. "That sounds really funny, actually. But seriously, I better not get involved. If the Colonial Pyramid League back home gets wind of me being in trouble in school, they might think twice about that pro contract they offered me."

"On the other hand, there is nothing I can do that will shock Arthur. And Alfred encouraged me to keep up my 'activities.' Although I do not know why."

Walter made a note to ask his tutor the next time they met. Alfred didn't actually seem to be averse to answering his questions.

"Count me in."

"Keep me posted on what happens, at least?"

Victor turned to his boyfriend and grinned. Cool, that is two. We will have to get the rest of the gang together and plan this out. I will go by today to the Emporium to see if they have one."

He rubbed the front of his head with his hand. "Man, this talk makes me sound like a robot. I hope Alfred changes his mind soon."

"You do not have to speak that way. Pippi tried and could not keep it up. I would expect Alfred to change his mind sometime around the next Ice Age."

"Of course I do," Victor replied, grinning at Walter's joke. "besides, I think I know where Alfred keeps his ruler now."

Walter raised his eyebrows. "You do? Believe me, I have been watching."

Victor nodded, and leaned in to whisper in Walter's ear.

"Up his ass."

Walter burst out laughing, nearly choking on his food yet again. He grimaced at the next thought, but still snickered, "I have to learn how to keep him from hitting me in the face with that thing again if that is where he keeps it."

Victor grimaced, realizing that his joke had backfired. "Oops. Well...think of it as motivation, then."

He smiled, and may or may not have looked as though he was thinking about kissing Walter.

Walter had a pretty good idea by this point what a "thinking about kissing you" face looked like. A quick series of calculations passed through his head, eventually evening out as getting a kiss = happy boyfriend and a nice kiss versus ignoring it = potentially hurting boyfriend's feelings and no kiss.

He leaned closer in a hopefully fairly obvious manner.

Victor had a pretty good idea at this point what a "kiss me now!" face looked like. A quick series of calculations passed through his head, eventually evening out as giving a kiss = nice kiss and a happy boyfriend versus not giving a kiss = potentially getting a ruler shoved up his ass

He leaned in closer in a very obvious manner and gave Walter the sweetest kiss he could manage. When he was done, he pulled back and said, "Maybe I should've had the turkey."

Turkey?

Walter blinked at Victor. He'd had to tune everything out to avoid feeling self-conscious about kissing in the middle of the cafeteria and now wondered if he'd missed something important about the turkey.

"Turkey?"

"Yeah...you know? You taste like turkey," he explained, pointing at Walter's tray.

[ooc: *bows*]

Walter grinned and cut a piece of turkey, holding it out to Victor on his fork.

"Feeling stubborn?"

"Well, it's no tiramisu, but..." he took the bite anyway, making a point to take it off the fork nice and slowly. Then, he licked the tip of the utensil before eating the meat.

"Tastes good," he commented innocently.

~~OHMYGOSHPEOPLEGETYOURMINDOUTOFTHEGUTTER!!!one!~~

Walter was not in the least bit transfixed by Victor's turkey-consumption techniques, not having his mind in the gutter in the least.

He cleared his throat and took a drink of water. "So, ~~who~~ what are you doing tonight?"

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Victor rolled his eyes and sighed. "figures. The first time I want to get a prank together I get chickened out on." But he smiled anyway, and gave him a look that said that it was okay.

"Sorry, man," says Anders, genuinely apologetic. "If I wasn't already staring down the barrel of my fourth detention this year I'd totally be up for it. But the CPL's keeping tabs on me and since Pyramid's about the only thing I'm any good at, the last thing I wanna do is lose that contract."

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