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Andy Dwyer [Parks & Rec] (pitdweller) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2012-03-28 20:46:00

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andy dwyer, fleur delacour

Who: Andy Dwyer and Fleur Delacour
What: Andy's been camped out around the library for the past few days, uneducated about being in Colligo, and Fleur happens upon Camp Andy.
When: Tonight
Where: In front of the library
Rating: A for Awesome
Status: In progress

Since no one had told him exactly what he was supposed to do and the fancy phone wasn't any help, Andy had taken matters into his own hands and set up camp right outside the evil library building. If it was one thing he wasn't going to do it was live inside the library, a place full of evil Librarians and their treacherous ways, at least the Pawnee ones had been, and so obviously all Librarians were satanic spawn.

Regardless of his current situation, Andy managed to find yet another silver lining. He had located a bunch of old newspapers with The Colligo Chronicle stamped across the top. Having fashioned himself a fine newspaper hat out of an editorial and a page of classifieds, he fixed up an equally fashionable blanket out of yet more newspaper, and living off the contents of his pants pockets (a half a candy necklace, a stale stick of Juicy Fruit, and a lint-covered piece of a Slim Jim), Andy continued to thrive. Curled up on his side, back against the brick of the library building, he resembled more of a newspaper mountain than anything living.

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frenchie_veela
2012-03-29 04:29 am UTC (link)

After wrapping up her shift at work, Fleur decided to run a few errands before going home for the evening, and as fate would have it, she found herself walking down the bit of sidewalk in front of the library. From the looks of things, nothing had changed much, save for that massive pile of newspapers, that is.

"Litter bugs," she muttered under her breath. Looking to the left and right of her, Fleur wondered just why no one had cleared out this mess. After some time, she gave in to that inner voice nagging her to be a good Samaritan and began by scooping up a handful of papers to throw into the nearby trashcan. However, all the papers soon went scattering back down onto the sidewalk when she saw that a man was actually sleeping underneath all of the papers. Will wonders never cease?

"'ey. 'ey you." Cautiously creeping closer, Fleur judged at the man's knee with the toe of her dainty slippers. "Are you alright? Wake up."

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pitdweller
2012-03-31 02:41 am UTC (link)

Snorting, Andy frowned in his sleep, waving limply in the direction of the nudging and then rolled partially over again to get comfortable, butt sticking up in the air.

It was such a nice dream.. He was in Candy Land having a curling tournament with Princess Lolly at the ice cream castle, Gloppy the Molasses Monster was the referee and he had just knocked Lolly's stone out of the target.

Boo on you, Lolly, royalty wasn't going to be treated special in THIS arena of awesome.

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frenchie_veela
2012-03-31 07:59 am UTC (link)

Sighing in exasperation as the man rolled over, Fleur knelt down beside him and tried to look for that PDA device that Daryl had shown her how to use when she first arrived here.

"Where is zat theeng?" she muttered to herself as she rummage through the pile of papers that covered the man. After another moment or two of fruitless search, she shook his shoulder in another attempt to wake him up.

"Will you wake up? You can't sleep 'ere. Zat isn't ze protocol 'ere."

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pitdweller
2012-04-03 03:37 am UTC (link)

Had she searched more she would've been fruitful in her searching, Fruit of the Loom more like! Hanes only went so far to protect the boys, no offense to Michael Jordan, but talking fruit was way better to watch on TV.

Initially, when she shook his shoulders, an earthquake started at the Gumdrop Gala where he was being honored as Candy Corn of the Year, then the French accent began to invade his dream until with an audible pop, everything in La-La Land exploded and left him back in an unfamiliar place with his newspaper hat, being shaken by some lady.

Squinting, he rolled over onto his side inelegantly and looked up at her. "Hey.. Hi. Um.... Who are you?" He'd have to invest in a door, maybe a few walls and of course a ceiling.

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frenchie_veela
2012-04-15 05:12 am UTC (link)

"My name is Fleur. Who are you, and why 'aven't you gone to find your room 'ere?"

Pushing some more papers off of him, Fleur was hoping that she would find that blasted PDA device, but to no avail. "Don't tell me zat you 'ave lost it!" she scolded him, rummaging around. After a few more moments of uneventful searches, the girl finally gave up and simply remained knelt beside him, a thoughtful little frown furrowing her brow.

"You actually do 'ave a room 'ere, but seeing as to 'ow you 'ave been sleeping 'ere..." She gave a resigned sigh, partly out of sympathy for his predicament, and part out of exasperation over how this man actually seemed to be satisfied with sleeping under a pile of newspapers. "Seeing zat you seem to 'ave absolutely no idea what to do with yourself 'ere, would you like to come 'ome with me? We can per'aps try to figure out sometheeng for you zere."

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