Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel hit the common room kitchen after Hunting to make a quick batch of brownies, then made a quick trip down the hall to wave them in front of someone's door, and then returned to her room to write an email to Maria.



Hey Maria!

Another semester's begun. It's hard to believe it's been a year already. Officially the semester started on Monday. But the only thing I did was to stop by Greg's to see if he'd recovered from his hangover. He had and I got to meet his new roommate. And his new pet mold spore. Greg's, not the new roomie's. If he wakes up one morning and the thing is trying to eat him? I'm so saying I told you so.

Yesterday I had library detail. I got shanghaied by a teacher and got to torment my Little Brother. It was entertaining. My only class was Revolutions, which was fun because my friends were in it, and actually interesting. Of course it makes me wonder if we're doing the right thing with this whole save the planet deal but don't tell Max I said that.

Today was interesting. You know how I said I got shanghied by the teacher? She wanted me to play dead body for her Forensics class. It was actually interesting but I felt bad because seeing me like that sort of freaked Greg and Parker out. After that, it was Hunting and the now usual Gee, I'm an alien speech.

In non-class news, I had lunch with Neil today. He's the guy I told you about? The one Greg threatened to feed to the gremlins. He's from the 1950s, so he's very sweet and polite. We're going to be friends, all innocent like, because I think to even consider anything else would probably make him die of embarassment.

Jack's doing better. I took a chance and forced him to talk last night. Sometimes he can be as stubborn as your Space-boy. But it all worked out. So all in all? Life is good.

Talk to you soon!

Isabel



She hit send, then opened up her browser and started browsing some of the Mr. What message boards looking for spoilers on the new season.

Comments

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"A personal conflict," she nodded. "It won't. Cause we'll look out for each other."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg nodded. "And Abby told me that if it had been the real world, she'd have let me go get that guy for doing that. With a taser!"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel laughed. "I hope you would have tased him muliple times." Kissing him quickly, she pulled him towards the bed. "I made brownies. Do you want some?"

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Always," he answered. "So, yes. How did your day go once you were alive again?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"It was good. I had lunch with Neil" she said, chuckling just a bit. "Who said I was to tell you he was only going to be my friend and that he had no intention of scamming or looking upon me in an innapropriate manner. I think you scared him when you threatened him with the gremlins last week. And then we had Hunting. I don't sent off the EMF detector."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Good. And oops," Greg said sheepishly. "I need to meet Neil and apologize like eighty times."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel handed over the plate of brownies. "I blamed the squirrels, and told him you felt bad. So I think he understood. Although he was a little boggled by the idea of squirrels as reporters."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"As he should have been. I met the new VP!" Greg said, taking a brownie.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Hades? The one who did radio last night?" she asked. "Is he for real? Or just demented?"

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"His head is on fire," Greg replied.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Real then," Isabel said, oddly not that surprised. "And according to Parker, Ares, the god of War is teaching my class tomorrow. Is Fandom becoming a vacation retreat for wayward Olympians?"

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg shrugged. "I gave him a rubber duckie named Herman so he would like me."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Apparently he must have liked it? Since you weren't smited." She patted his leg affectionately. "Just don't get yourelf banished. I'm not sure I'm ready for another trip to the Underworld. Their dress code is just way too tacky."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Tacky or not, you made it work," Greg said admiringly.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You just liked the leather," Isabel teased.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"...maybe," he admitted.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Tell you what," she grinned. "Teal Deer is playing at Caritas on Friday. Maybe I'll wear them then, just with a more tasteful top."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg didn't bounce.

Except he did. "Okay! I'll be there. With bells on, except not."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel laughed, "A bell might make it easier to find you in the crowd. Especially with all the new people around. I haven't met all that many of them but the ones I have seem pretty nice."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"They're chatty," Greg complained.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Do we need to make a rule that everyone has to sit quietly in their rooms on Thursdays when you have radio?" she asked, amused.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"That would be a good rule," Greg said thoughtfully. "And I can just say 'Stuff happened.'"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Speaking of stuff happening," Isabel said, putting the brownie plate on her desk and stretching out on her bed. "It seems like stuff happened and we never got a chance for a proper welcome back."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg smiled and meandered over to join her. "Hmm. You make a good point. I mean, we haven't christened the new year."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

She snuggled up against, sliding her hands under his shirt. "That's a terrible oversight on our part. We need to fix that."