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The Chef is remarkably Das Schnitzel-less today. He looks sort of sad and frustrated. But the Chef isn't the type to keep things in. In fact, he was telling everyone what was wrong with them as soon as they walked into the door.

Des Schneetzel und I hed a luvers qooerrell lest neeght. It infulfed tudey's loonch. It seems she-a hes sumetheeng egeeenst me-a serfeeng fetteecooni elffredu. Epperently sumetheeng heppened tu her in Germuny invulveeng it. I veell serfe-a vhet I vunt und nu cheeckee veell stup me-a!

Tudey's Menoo Is:

-Fettooceeni Elffredu

-Seled

-Speghettee (lefft oofer frum yesterdey)

-Jellu

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"I'll have some of the fettucini," Kiki says. "It looks very good."

Pippi is eating her lunch by the window.

As per usual.

Walter comes in and loads up, skipping the spaghetti, as is his habit since the great spaghetti fingers period.

"Hey."

"Hey."

Walter sat down across from Pippi and, as Alfred always commanded, observed her. "You got a note, too." It was a statement rather than a question.

"Yeah." she said, "I went to ask him to Prom but he wasn't in his room. So I went back to my room and found out why."

Nodding, Walter looked back down at his food and swallowed hard. Repression and compartmentalization were definitely his watchwords at this point.

"He had told me before that the only reason he was here was because of me. I just..." he shrugged and swallowed. "I just didn't think he'd leave because of me."

Pippi slurped up some Fettooceeni.

"I thought that's what you wanted."

Walter looked up sharply. "I didn't want him to go."

"Walter, High School lasts four years, we all live in the same building and we're on an island." she said gently. "What did you want?"

"I wanted the semester to end, Victor to realize that he was better off with someone else, and for us to be friends." Because teenagers are so realistic.

Yes, and perhaps Mr. Neilson's extended family will fly out of a very uncomfortable place and I don't mean the back seat of a VW.

"Did you discuss that with Victor? Because I don't think that's what he wanted."

"No. I didn't have a chance. I wanted to give him a few days to calm down so we could talk, and poof, he was gone."

He couldn't help a brief spiteful thought of the purple guy Nadia dreamed about hearing Bot proclaim Walter rocks my socks!

"I'm sorry Walter, I can't help make this better other then to suggest that you write to him if you can and... Don't ever do anything like that again."

"I won't." He figured he'd get a lecture on "never" if he told her he didn't plan on ever getting that close to someone again. "I'll write to him. I don't know if he'll write back."

What a mess.

"We should go shopping for..." //Layered food// "... stuff for the pool party ." Oh look, change of subject.

"Yes," Pip said, taking a seat with a tray. "We should. It being tomorrow and all."

Yay not-emo guy.

"Hey. How's it going?"

"Hey, Pip." More people, distractions, and changes of subject. This was encouraging.

Pip shrugged. "Eh, net neutral. Exams to do. Pool parties to plan. Tuxedo to rent. Notes to find mysteriously taped to my door." He lit up a cigarette. "You know how it is."

Walter winced. They'd just been changing the subject of mysterious notes. Maybe he could still pull that off.

"Actually, I won't be renting a tuxedo."

"Oh really?" Pip asked. "I didn't know that you were planning on going. Why not, have one of your own?"

"I wasn't planning on going, but Nadia asked me as a friend date and it's better than sitting around in my room or working at Cafe Fina serving prom-goers."

And there really wasn't any point in not telling anyone, since Nadia was telling people. "And Nadia and I are... remember London? I won't need a tuxedo."

"... No way."

"...Well. That should be... interesting," Pip said.

"Nadia won the coin toss three times in a row." It was all the defense he had.

"I'm sure Alfred will tell me to observe and learn from it. So I will."

"That's one way of looking at it."

Pip nodded. "So, I need a tux. Walter needs a dress and a bathing suit. But, more importantly, we need to get stuff for the pool party."

"Apparently I'm due public humiliation about dresses tomorrow, but I'm game for a trip to All and Sundries for pool party stuff."

"Exellent so pool party stuff and public humiliation about swim suits today then." Pippi said with a grin.

"Shall we?" (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/781438.html) Pip asked as he finished his lunch.

"Indeed."

Oh look, change of subject. Walter could almost kiss her for that.

"We should ~~just as soon as someone finishes writing Blackadder's All and Sundries post~~. I need a bathing suit, anyway."

Pippi nodded and then greeted Pip (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/824937.html?thread=38324841#t38324841)

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