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Art Games, Monday, P2 [Week 5]

No one at the front of the classroom this morning was looking particularly peppy or energetic this morning. For these two, that was very unusual. Alternate universes were traumatic and exhausting.

Everyone should know what was coming on classes after those kinds of weeks by now. There was a television set up at the front of the classroom and several comfy beanbags in front of it, giving everyone a good view.

“Okay guys, I know you’ve probably all had a rough time, so we are doing nothing taxing today,” Angela promised. “Pull up a beanbag, watch the movie if you want to... Take a nap, if you want to...”

“If you need either of us, we will be here.”

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Sleepy.

Arietty Clock

Jeremy Darling

Ryan Clark

Kenzi

Angelica Jones

Hanna Marin

Shira

Richie Ryan

Chat, sleep... actually watch the movie?

Arietty had spent a week essentially cut off from everyone and everything. She'd already decided last night that she was done hiding from anyone or anything any more.

Which would be why she scaled the wall as high as she could before flinging herself down into one of the bean bags with a happy little "WHOOP!" before settling in to watch the movie.

She loved movies.

Kenzi looked over at her, and grinned. "Dude. Now I'm jealous."

Arietty smiled back. "If I could only work out how to borrow something this large."

"Borrow it? Or 'borrow' it?" Kenzi said, relaxing back into her own. "Now I'm trying to imagine you making off with this thing, and it's hilarious."

Arietty didn't understand the difference between the two terms. Borrowing was borrowing, wasn't it?

"Borrow it," she said. "I'm a borrower. And I'm sure I could work something out. I'd just have to borrow some twine first. Maybe some pulleys. . . ."

"Some people give back stuff they borrow," Kenzi said. And it was clear she wasn't one of those people. She grinned. "Hey, one of those furniture dollies. Get it on there and find a way to push."

Arietty wrinkled her nose. She didn't like pushing large things. Or returning borrowed things. "The trick is to borrow things that won't be missed. Then no one asks for it back. As for this thing. . . . If only I still had James' car. I could drive it away."

James' car was a radio controlled Mini. Arietty missed it terribly.

"Who's James? Boyfriend, friend?" Kenzi stretched her legs out, hands folded over her stomach. Bean bags were nirvana. "Hmmmm. I like your approach. I mostly end up borrowing things people get annoyed about because they're too cool not to."

"James is my bean friend, back home. He's not quite as big as you are. I think maybe he's very young." Arietty looked up, surprised. "You're a borrower, too? I've never met a bean-sized borrower before."

Kenzi held out a pinky finger to introduce herself. "Kenzi. Professional borrower. Most big people just don't get it... Bean? Okay, confused. I'm picturing a kid who's made out of a beanstalk."

"Arietty Clock." Arietty carefully took the tip of Kenzi's pinkie in both hands and shook it. "Not a veggie bean," she said. "A human bean."

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Kenzi registered that, then had a hard time not snickering. "Ohhhh. Gotcha. So this James had a car you could borrow? Sweet. I've never managed to keep any of the cars I've borrowed." She was imagining some ten or twelve-year-old with his toy car, watching Arietty drive it all over the place.

Now she was tempted to get one.

Cannot brain today. Too much spreadsheet.

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