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Hellu stoodents! Unuzeer Mundey, unuzeer chunce-a tu see-a my beooteeffool fece-a. Und guud noos! Des Schneetzel is beck!

Tudey's Menoo Is:

-Feeshsticks

-Cheeckee Nooggets

-French Freees

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"Honk."

"Hey Pippi."

//Greetings, braided-haired-human. You are looking much lovelier today than usual.//

Pippi paused as he looked at Pip!gosling sitting on Nadia's head.

"I'm sorry Pip but you're just adorable!"

//Thank you Blue-one. You flatter me. I bet you say that to all the superiorly transformed humans.//

"I took a shower." Pippi bragged to Nadia sitting down next to her.

Nadia blinked. "So did I. Pip tried to follow me."

Pip honked again, and Nadia gave him some french fry.

Furrball licked his chops and gave Pippi a kitty grin before returning his attention to his fishsticks.

"Oh how cute!" Pippi's human-brain said.

Meanwhile, her cat-brain was sulking and muttering about how Nadia didn't appreciate what a hardship it was to not be able to lick oneself clean. Instead having to brave the evil wet-stuff-that-shoots-from-the-wall.

"I let him swim in the sink so he wouldn't actually try to shower with me." Nadia offered Pip another french fry. "As angry as he was last night, he seems to have settled in a bit, now that he realizes that he can get me waiting on him hand and foot."

"We could take him out to the pond and see if one of the ducks will adopt him." Pippi joked.

Mr. Neilson hopped over to Pippi's other shoulder nearest Nadia and regarded Pip with interest.

Pip honked and raised himself up on Nadia's head and flapped his tiny wings.

"I'm not sure he likes that idea," Nadia said with a laugh. It was amazing how quickly one got used to having a baby goose on one's head.

Pippi has her cam corder out and managed to catch the adorable tantrum for posterity.

"Oh he's so precious when he's angry!" she squeed.

There's a pause.

"... Sorry." she said putting the camera down and turning her attention back to her lunch. "You know I wasn't serious Pip, don't get your down all up in a bunch."

Pip honked indignantly and settled himself back into his regal position on Nadia's head. He honked again.

Nadia rolled her eyes and gave him another french fry. "Keep this up, buddy, and you'll end up with fat goose hips,"

Pippi decided against making any jokes about there being plenty of time for him to fatten himself up for Christmas. Electing instead to hand a fry of her own off to Mr. Neilson so he wouldn't be left out.

"So, what are your plans for today?"

"Probably just hanging out and watching TV with a goose on my head. Do you know if Pip has any workshops today? I should go talk to his teachers, too, if he does."

~~Nadia! You have Head Geese! Go see the skool nurse!~~

"Um... I think he has cooking and baking today? Is that right Pip?" she asked offering a fry.

~~I'd been waiting for that,~~

Pip honked.

"I guess that means yes. I'll give Piper a call, then."

Pippi regarded Pip sitting on Nadia's head for a bit while eating her lunch, her ear twitched every so often.

"How long will that last do you think?"

"No idea. Logan was only a bunny for a couple days, I think? But he was also a bunny twice. Who knows if this might be recurring? We'll just have to keep an eye on him."

Pip honked and Nadia gave him a bit of fishstick.

"Should we be feeding him fried foods?" Pippi asked, "I mean, it's Pip. So worms would be rather cruel, but it's such a tiny little body."

Pippi thinks she's doing very well in managing not to squee continuously about how adorable he is.

"He had bread this morning. I'm not sure what gooses eat."

We'll have to go look it up... Maybe the library is open...

"Are geese, cats, and monkeys allowed in the library?"

Yeah, she could just picture that entourage. . . .

"I've had Mr. Neilson with me in the Library before and nobody seemed to say anything." Pippi said. "He's very well behaved... Most of the time."

"Hm. I guess as long as Furrball and Pip are equally well-behave--"

Nadia was cut off as Furrball made a sudden flying leap at her head . . . or rather, the gosling on her head. She shrieked, Pip honked, and somehow between Nadia's flailing, and an odd maneuver involving Pip grabbing Furrball's foot with his beak, Furrball went flying into the floor face first.

Mr. Neilson likewise made a grab for Furrball's tail but a little to late, causing to loose his balance and fall with monkey-like grace into Pippi's lunch.

Pippi was to busy reaching out to catch Pip if he fell to notice the flying fries and fish-sticks.

Nadia nearly fell over backwards off her seat and reached up to grab Pip and make sure he didn't fall. Pip, however, jumped over her hands onto the table and looked down to honk angrily at Furrball.

Furrball licked his chops, looking ready for another pounce.

Pippi grabbed a fork.

"Don't even think about it," Nadia told Furrball. "He knows how to use C4."

Pip puffed up his weetiny gosling chest and honked.

Then he leaped at Furrball, one webbed foot extended in a karate kick.

Furrball bolted for the door with Pip in hot pursuit.

Nadia facepalmed, then started after them.

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