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Half vey thruoogh zee veek my leettle-a oones! Dun't vurry, Iester is oon Soondey. Vheech meuns yuoo cun iet chuculete-a rebbeets!

Tudey's Menoo Is:

-Red Beuns und Reece-a

-Seled

-Mecurunee und Cheese-a

-Peeps

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Molly looked down at her tray again. She hadn't even gotten a fork to eat her salad. Oh well, she hadn't gotten salad dressing either. She ignored the food and sipped some juice.

"I don't think everything is alright at all," she said with a shake of her head. "There is something very wrong with Cam and I really don't know what to do."

Blair's first thought was to ask if Cam had done something to hurt Molly, but he didn't say it outloud. "What do you mean, wrong?"

"I mean I don't think he's Cam right now," she said.

"Uh..." Blair looked around suspciously. "You mean like possessed or something? Maybe he's just having a bad day."

Molly shook her head. "I really don't know. I think it is more than just a bad day though. I told him he and Logan should move to the third floor since he hates second floor so much. He said maybe he should. Even if he were trying to pull a prank, he would never ever even jokingly agree to that."

"Hmmm...is there anything you can do?" Blair placed one of his peeps in front of Molly before biting into one of his own. "Take him to the clinic or something?"

"I called Aeryn and Charlie, his roommate. Aeryn is going to see what she can find out and call me back later. All I can do now is wait." Molly took the peep and made a bed for it in the lettuce.

"I'm sure it'll be fine, Molly. Cam's a strong guy, he'll get through...whatever this is."

He smiled at the peep. "You know those are for eating, don't you?"

Molly grinned down at the peep. "I'm not very hungry today," she said and tucked it in a bit.

"I'm sorry I'm not very good company today, Blair."

"Don't apologize, Molly. You don't have to be cheerful in order for me to want to spend time with you. I just wish there was something I could do to help." Blair took a cruton off his salad and put it by Molly's hand. "In case he needs a pillow."

Molly grinned and made the crouton a pillow for the peep. She finally took a good look at Blair. "What happened? You're all damp."

Blair shook his head, flinging water droplets onto the table. "It was the weirdest thing. I think there must be something wrong with the ceilings on the fourth floor because it rains on you everytime you say water."

*sploosh*

Molly 'eeped' as she was splashed almost as much as Blair. She looked from Blair, to herself, to the now soaked peep on her plate. She looked back at Blair. "Poor drowned peep," she said right before she burst out laughing.

Blair sputtered and sighed, apparently this problem was in more places than just the fourth floor. He gaped at Molly for a moment and then joined in the laughter.

"He came to a sticky end."

Molly's laughter dies down, but she continued to giggle. She swiped her now wet hair out of her face and looked up at the ceiling. "This school is weird," she said when there was no sign of where the water had come from.

Blair nodded. "Weird yet oddly refreshing."

He stood and shook himself a little. "I actually need to go buy Professor Lyman's office for a make up test. Are you going to be okay? Would you like me to walk you anywhere?"

"I have a class next period so I think I'll go dry off and change my clothes." Molly stood up as well and gave Blair a very wet hug. "Thank you for making me laugh. Even if you didn't exactly mean to."

Blair hugged Molly back and laughed. "I do my best! Give me a call or something later, just so I know you're okay, alright?"

"I will, Blair. I hope the rest of your day is less wet," she said with a chuckle.

"Me too." Blair waved and bounced off complete with squishy sounds.

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