Sam Puckett (
hurtingzeebo) wrote2012-02-18 04:20 pm
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Room 423, Saturday morning
Sam woke up to the sound of the world's dorkiest ring tone. She groped around for her hammer to smash it with, but it wasn't in reach, so she finally gave in and answered the damn phone.
"H'lo?"
"Fredward!" said the voice on the other end. "You're not just waking up, are you?"
Sam blinked. "Mrs. Benson? Freddie's not here right now."
"That is not funny, young man! You should have been up to double-poo hours ago!"
Sam snickered. "Poo." Then gradually realized that her voice sounded weird. And she'd been sleeping in a funny position, all laid out flat with her head on the actual pillow. And she had . . . bits that weren't usually there. "Did I turn into a boy again?"
"Are you ill? Fredward, take your temperature! I think you have a fever!"
Sam turned the laptop on the nearby desk around and switched on the webcam. And then stared. "Oh sweet mother of chiz."
"FREDWARD BENSON! You go wash your mouth out with soap this instant!"
This? Was going to be a loooooooooooong day.
[ooc: specifically for one.]
"H'lo?"
"Fredward!" said the voice on the other end. "You're not just waking up, are you?"
Sam blinked. "Mrs. Benson? Freddie's not here right now."
"That is not funny, young man! You should have been up to double-poo hours ago!"
Sam snickered. "Poo." Then gradually realized that her voice sounded weird. And she'd been sleeping in a funny position, all laid out flat with her head on the actual pillow. And she had . . . bits that weren't usually there. "Did I turn into a boy again?"
"Are you ill? Fredward, take your temperature! I think you have a fever!"
Sam turned the laptop on the nearby desk around and switched on the webcam. And then stared. "Oh sweet mother of chiz."
"FREDWARD BENSON! You go wash your mouth out with soap this instant!"
This? Was going to be a loooooooooooong day.
[ooc: specifically for one.]
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"...I think this is what going mad feels like," Carly said, staring.
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"But... you're supposed to settle this for us!" Freddie objected.
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"...got it," Freddie said, a little sheepish.
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"Does this mean you..." she said.
"Yeeeeeeah," Freddie confirmed.
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"...well that was different," Freddie said. "And yeah, at least I wear pants to bed."
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He paused. "You didn't touch anything, did you?"
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"So, uhhh, what do we do now?" This was normally the point where they'd be kissing after a fight. But now it would be... kissing himself.
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What? How many girls got the chance to find out just how strong they really were from the outside?
[ooc: uses non-Freddie icon because OMG I NEVER GET TO USE THIS ICON.]
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He was excited.
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