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Walter grabs some of everything, wondering why in hell a puppet chef who appears to have a meaningful relationship with a muppet chicken would serve chicken with lunch so often.

He thinks the Chef is taking out his anger at das Schnitzel through the students.

He grabs a bit of extra chicken.

Since he's there first, he lights a smoke and plays around with the dice he might have nicked from math class that morning.

Victor sat down, waving his hand to show that Walter can keep smoking. Walter's been so good about respecting him about it that he figured he could endure it for a little while.

"You know, for a chef who loves his chicken so much, he keeps serving it a lot," he said as put a patty between two slices of wheat bread.

Walter grinned at Victor and nodded. "I was thinking exactly that. I hope this isn't some Fandom oddity where we start thinking for each other. Cally and Anders seem to do it."

"What would we be, then? WalternVictor? VictornWalter? Doesn't have the same ring as CallnAnders. Maybe WaltVic?"

Walter grimaced and flicked a french free at Victor. "Let's try to keep our own identities, okay?"

"Okay, just Walter and Victor, then."

He took the flicked free and dipped it in ketchup before eating it. "So what are you doing this weekend? Besides Sunday when you rest." He gave Walter a look that indicated that the other boy didn't have a choice in that particular matter.

"No plans at the moment, but I haven't gotten in any trouble in weeks and it's starting to be a bit disappointing." He finished his cigarette and didn't light another. "Define rest."

"A day when yuo don't worry about Alfred or Hellsing or even me. A day where you spend time doing what you love because you know you deserve it. I mean, you've spent so much time serving others, doing what your bosses tell you to do. I jsut think that every once in a while you should spend some time being Walter Dornez, teenager. I mean, where else can you spend some time enjoying your youth but here?"

Walter shook his head in mute, but amused, disbelief at Victor. Sometimes his boyfriend surprised him.

"I do enjoy myself and I do things I enjoy every day." He stuck his tongue out at Victor. "And I swear you spend more time taking care of me than I do taking care of you."

Victor smirked and offered him a french free. "How? You're the one who's always getting me thoughtful gifts or doing something nice or teaching me things."

"Hello Lunchtime friends!"

"Hello, Pippi!" Walter waved and motioned to her to take a seat. "What's new for Miss Longstocking today?"

"Well this morning I was woken up by Pip spouting a loud string of French that I should probably not ask my Papa what it all means... Apparently he was ~~entering his Ziggy Stardust phase~~ the target of a glitter related prank."

"You know, it seems like glitter's a popular thing these days," Victor commented. "Maybe we should get in on the action. or maybe start a new trend. After all, we havent done a prank in a while, right?"

"No no. We're trend setters we can't go with just glitter! We have to jazz it up a little!"

"Well, we've already done the golf cart thing, and I'm not sure if superballs are ready to come back yet." He shook his ehad as he tried to think. "I have to admit that I kinda suck at the whole coming-up-with-ideas thing. I'm more of a follower like that."

"After dumping a gallon of glitter on the substitute principal's head, I think I have had enough glitter-based pranks for now. We need to branch out. Something new, something fresh, something amazingly annoying."

"It's a small world after all...dangit!" He glared at Walter in a way that was more playful than actually mad. "You just had to mention the word annoying, didn't you?"

"Nadia had some thoughts about something called 'packing peanuts'... Are they tasty?"

"Packing peanuts are little peices of styrofoam. They're kinda like popcorn but bigger. Plus, you really don't want to eat them."

"We should fill a room with them or something... Do they expand?"

"I don't think so, but they do stick to your skin and hair really easily because of static electricity."

"Kinda like glitter..."

"The problem Nadia and I had when we talked about it before was where to obtain enough packing peanuts to make it a worthwhile prank. Do either of you have any ideas?"

"I see the issue not so much being 'getting enough' as 'having room to hide it until the time is right'. So perhaps something that can expand? Like baloons or sponges (http://ww2.williams-sonoma.com/cat/pip.cfm?pkey=xsrd0m1%7C15%7C0%7C%7C%7C%7C%7C%7Csponge&gids=h007&cmsrc=sch)?"

"The dorms are big enough that I think we could probably come up with a hiding place. But the sponge idea is a very interesting one. Very interesting. We should look into that further."

Walter suddenly had a mental image of the entire pool filled with expanded sponges and snickered.

Walter snickered and began whistling, "it's a small world" because misery loves company. He stopped after a few bars, though. "Something new. With dingbots preferably. Those are fun."

"Oh yeah...we were supposed to go see the dingbot lady yesterday, weren't we? Oops."

[ooc: Off to real lunch I go! Wheee!]

"It's alright. There were enough things going on that we were distracted. Maybe we can steal some time to do that today."

"Oh! I have to go into town to buy candy! Mind company to see the dingbot lady? I'd like to see those!"

"Not at all! We wanted to see what sort of pranksterbots we might be able to commission. I'm sure your imagination would be a big help."

Happy Pippi clapping occurs.

"We can meet there (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/655085.html?view=25645293#t25645293) after creature languages?"

"We've already had Creature Languages Walter. And I have intro to Archaeology directly after lunch. How about after that?"

"Perfect"

"We should just go to Sparky Repairs (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/655085.html?view=25645293#t25645293) after Creature Languages.

[[ooc: Pssst! Creature Languages on Thursday is at 3rd period, so it's already over.

[ooc: Yeah, I figured that out now. Ugh. Ah well, Walter must be in a time warp today.]

"Hello, lunchtime friend!" Victor greeted, saluting with a french free. "WE were just talking about you last night."

"Is it anything I should be concerned about?"

"No, just talking about the whole pirate versus ninja thing. Walter likes pirates and I used to side with ninjas, but after hanging out with you I think pirates are pretty cool, too."

"Huzzah! Annother convert!" Pippi cheered.

"Yes... It is a sad and ancient tale as to why Pirates and Ninjas don't get on... Which is a shame, because together? We'd be unstoppable!"

She sighed.

"Perhaps it is for the best."

"The divide is for the safety of the rest of the world," Walter agreed, knowing absolutely nothing of the pirate/ninja dynamic or history. But really, when you had them working together, it probably would be a dangerous thing.

Pippi nodded sagely.

"That is what the elders say."

"I think they should work together, too. I mean, it's jsut like the mutant/human conflict in my world. Just because they're different doesn't eman that thye aren't the same in so many ways."

"That's true. I mean, I remember chatting with Yuffi when we first got here about guys and hair gel... She was pretty cool and I think she's a ninja."

"You must be a mind reader. That is who I brought up as an example of a ninja that I like," Walter said, waving his fork for emphasis. "But she disappeared, which I guess ninjas are wont to do."

"Yes, that is true. Pirates tend to make more dramatic exits, but not always."

Lana comes in and sits down. She takes a Cheeckee Petteee and some Frooeet Seled. She's a little hungry after playing Pyramid in Conditioning class.