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Hellu cheeldree! Ixcoose-a me-a iff I luuk a leettle-a messy. Des Schneetzel usooelly dresses me-a in zee murneeng und es yuoo knoo she's oon feceshun.

Tudey's Menoo Is:

-Cheeckee Put Pie-a

-French Freees

-Sveet Putetues

-Ice-a Creem

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"No Mr. Neilson. That's my pot pie."

"Eep eep!"

"No Mr. Neilson! That's a bad Mr. Neilson!"

"Eep eep!"

"Mr. Neilson! Get. Out. Of the pot pie!"

Nadia grabbed a little of everything . . . but she kind of wanted some cheesy poofs. . . .

Pippi grabs a new pot pie.

"Hey there." she smiles at Nadia.

"Hey. Congratulations on getting on the cheerleading squad."

"Thanks!" Pippi grinned. "Congratulations on... being... a... maid."

Or something.

Nadia grinned. "It's okay. I talked to Buffy this morning. She said there was still a spot open, or something, and told me to come to practice tomorrow."

"That's great!" Pippi hopped in her seat.

Nadia nodded happily. "And she said I'd get a special outfit and everything. Probably not a maid's uniform, though."

"Oh poor Walter, won't he be dissapointed?" she grinned.

"Not if the skirt is short enough. . . ."

"They'll certainly be 'flippy'."

"Yep." Nadia shook her head with a happy smile. "For a boy who used to think he was totally gay, he's certainly into the sexy girl look, these days. . . ."

"I think he's just what my old 'babysitters' used to call 'greedy'."

"We were saying 'versatile', but greedy could work, too."

"I am not greedy. And Nadia is a particular exception." Walter gave both girls a fake scowl before grinning. "I believe Pip chose 'Nadiasexual' and I'm willing to accept that."

Nadia thought about this. "I can accept that as well."

"Good." Now was probably a good time to not mention Demyx ogling him shirtless the day before.

"And my name for the day is Fishgrenade, by the way."

"Fishgrenade? What?"

"Artie wanted us to pick Dada names for the day. Since he thought it was weird, I think I succeeded."

Nadia stared at Walter with a mixture of awe and fear for his sanity. "You made Artie think that you're weird." She turned and looked off into the distance, considering the implications of this. "Woah."

~~Walter~~ ~~Fishgrenade~~ Walter grinned smugly and nodded. "I'm surprised it was so easy."

He decided not to tell her about Dada day next week. His poor girlfriend.

"Okay, Fishgrenade." Said Pippi ~~who would have gone with "Lemonfetus" if it had been her.~~ "What are your plans for today?"

~~Packing as soon as the mun pulls her lazy ass together.~~

"There's the luau later. It will be fun. Other than that, I'm going to laze around ~~and think about Nadia in a maid's outfit.~~"

~~Mom Mr. Neilson's being a dildo!~~

~~You don't know the half of it~~

It was a time for new things. Cafeteria-like settings were new things. Plus, sweet potatoes. Hell yes.

Sakurazaki grabs a little of everything, still being famished, and takes a random seat, deciding that "eat like a bird" was one of the dumbest colloquialisms ever.

Tyler went through the line, taking an extra chicken pot pie because Popeye kept making big eyes at him. "Want it?" he asked the gnome, who nodded eagerly.

When he took his seat, the gnome leapt off of Tyler's shoulder and grabbed the pot pie in its individual aluminum pan and ran off with it, turning to bow to Tyler before running back into the woods.

Tyler waved goodbye sadly. He might miss the little guy.

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Jamie is just having a plateful of french fries for lunch. He's waiting in line respectfully when the bulge in the pocket of his trenchcoat comes alive with activity.

"What the-"

Four gnomes pop out with a crazed expression on their tiny faces. The run down the cafeteria counter and grab a pot pie each before tearing off into the woods.

"Oooooookay."

"Oh hey you got some too."

"Had some," Jamie said as he watched the gnomes run away. "Good riddance. Those things kept me up until three in the morning."

"Yeah they can be party animals." Tim remarked. He still wasn't sure what they were, but he was pretty sure they were Fae of somesort.

"So how have you been Tim?" Jamie asked as he looked around for something else to eat.

"Pretty good. Had good day in Dada today. You?"

"Pretty good. I'm looking forward to basketball practice this afternoon and the Luau."

"Yeah the luau should be fun. You play basketball? You could be a team unto yourself."

Cameron picked a bit of everything and took a seat at one of the empty tables. The minute he sat down, Barry crawled on the table and eyed the food curiously.

"You sure you can eat?" Cameron asked, not that he was concerned about his gnome or anything. "You didn't look so good in Flight."

Barry seemed however too interested in the food to listen. When Cameron offered him a fry however, he made a face and shook his head.

"What then?"

Barry motioned towards the pot pie. With a shrug, Cameron offered it to him and Barry excepted it gleefully and then run off into the woods.

Cameron wasn't sure how he felt about this.

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