Who: Ryan, Wesley, Charlie, Heather, Andi, Dane, and Sarah What: Ryan and Wes are on a hunt for Houdini! (the cat in the icon) When: Friday Evening – yes those Barton Boys know how have a good time on a Friday night. Where: Xavier Building common room. ECT: TBC in the comments. Possibly.
Ryan: "You think with all the upset that maybe … he's going to come out of hiding?" Searching for their missing cat, wasn't searching for the missing book, which as a nice change was far as Ryan was concerned. At the moment, he was on his hands and knees, and peering under the couch in the common room. No cat, just some dust bunnies. "See, this is why we need a butler."
Wesley: "A butler to find animals? Heck, he'd be too busy hunting down Mutt." Wes said from his corner where he looked behind a curtain. "You know, he likes to swim - the weirdo cat - maybe he's over at McTaggert."
Ryan: "I meant a butler to dust. Like under the coach, he could be hiding behind some of these dust bunnies." Ryan stood up, wiping his hands on his jeans and looked around the room. "Maybe … but he also doesn't like loud noises. You don't think he'd run off the school property do you?"
Wesley: Wes sighed. "Unless he was doing the grave walk, I don't think so. He's too attached to us. Or the book, at least. If we could just find it..." He reverted to brooding Wes as he stood in the corner, well, brooding.
Ryan: "Cat. We are looking for the cat, not the book. The two do not necessarily go together. Why don't we find Logan? Ask him to track the cat by smell?" Logan had to have some uses, right? Surely he was good for more than scaring the crap out of the kid students. Okay. So he scared Ryan a little too. "Bless you." Said automatically as a sneeze echoed through the room.
Charlie: "Sorry." Charlie stood there rubbing at his nose, his eyes where watering as well. "I keep … I keep – ACCHHHOOO!" It was allergy season apparently.
Ryan: "See, we need a butler, if people dusted in here, Charlie wouldn't be stuck sneezing all the time."
Wesley: "You want to ask Logan, be my guest." Wes shook his head. "I'm not touching him." But then Charlie was sitting over there, pretty much the anti-Logan. "Yo, Charlie... can you sniff out cats?"
Charlie: In response to Wes, Charlie sneezed. Loudly. He than looked over at Wes, with his bleary, watery eyes. "I can't sniff anything." Than he sneezed again. Would someone get the guy a hankie!?
Wesley: Already on it. Wes pointed to a tissue box and made it dance over to Charlie. "Here, before you give it to us." OK, so Wes is preoccupied and slightly rude, however helpful. "Ry! use that kitty call you used to use when Houdini was a kitten.. that kissy noise."
Ryan: Ryan just stares over at Wes, his answer is one word; "No." Because it's embarrassing that's why, he's not making that noise.
Charlie: "It's not contagious its --- ACHHOO!" Charlie was going to say that it was allergies making him sneeze, nothing else. He grabbed at the dancing box of Kleenex, but damn, it's just like the butterflies, it's far to wiley for him. Outmaneuvered by the butterflies and a klneex box. Not for the first time he wonders if Logan is really his dad … and than he sneezes again.
Wesley: "Ry! Our cat could be starving! You know he's on his peanut butter and fluff kick. He can't get those anywhere." He let the curtain move out of his way with a wave of a hand. "Make the call."
Ryan: Ryan glares at Wesley, but he really does care about the cat … even if Houdini tried to eviscerate him that one time. Okay, so it wasn’t so much eviscerate as just jump on his stomach while he was sleeping, with his claws out. He was sure Houdini had just been playing with him. So giving Charlie a 'we will never talk of this again look', he makes the embarrassing kitty calling noise.
Wesley: Wes couldn't help it. It'd been too long since he smiled, ever since the book talked to him, but seeing his twin there with his lips puckered making a kissy noise made him double over in laughter. "Oh gods," He guffawed. "Holy crap..." And he could not stop laughing
Ryan: Okay, so it's nice to see Wes laughing, since normally he's the more jovial of the twins – Ryan just wishes that it wasn't at his expense. That's all. He continues making the noise for a few more seconds, but no cat appears. "Not working."
Charlie: "What you need to do, is do that over the school's PA system." Charlie says that with a straight face. Either he didn't get the humor in the situation, or else he's a really good poker player.
Heather: "Umm, hi? I heard – I mean … oh." Heather is standing in the doorway, looking like she wants to be anywhere but here. Because she heard what sounded like kissing and – well – yeah. She knew she just should have kept walking down he hall! Damn her curiosity!
Wesley: Wes looked over at the girl as he wiped his eyes form the tears of laughter. "Oh.. Oh wow... that is such a good idea, Charlie." He agreed. "Thank you, Rybread."
Charlie: "Your Welc --- ACHOO!" Seriously, Charlie needed to take something for his allergy. It must have been all the pets shedding or something, that was making his sneeze so bad.
Heather: Heather took a step away from the sneezing guy. And oops, that was a step closer to where Wes was standing.
Dane: The sneeze... right on Dane who happened to walking in, which is quite a feat seeing as he's got about 5 inches on Charlie. Halting in his steps, Dane paused, his hands reaching up to ...wipe.
Wesley: Wes was still wiping his eyes. "OK. So if I were a cranky one-eyes cat...." This would be the umpteenth time he's muttered that this day... "He's obviously not in here. Charlie, after you're done wiping your snot, would you check under your chair?"
Charlie: "Oh – man – I'm sorry." Charlie grabs a kleenex out of the dancing box of tissue, and hands one silently to Dane. Than he looked over at Wesley, "Chair? What chair? Where?"
Wesley: Wes pointed to the one behind him. "Nevermind." It looked like a Mutt-sized dog and book could pop underneath it, didn't it? He had to brush past Heather to get to his. "Pardon me." He said, his Boston accent very obvious in that expression. He bent over to look. Nothing.
Dane: Dane took it gratefully and wiped his face. "Don't worry about it." he said and wiped. Wow, that was really gross. "What's going on?"
Heather: Heather had a crush, it was stupid, it was a crush, but yhea. She had one on Wes, his accent was cute! So yeah she giggled when he said pardon me. Than she winced, god! "What are you looking for?" Maybe she could help!
Ryan: Addressing Dane, Ryan responded to his question; "Looking for Houdini."
Andi: "Wow, that sounds like a TV show!" Andi said, walking in the room, smiling in all her lights.
Dane: Dane nodded. "He still eluding you? I can help." He offered.
Andi:: "Or maybe a reality series! ooo! About Magicians!" Andi clapped her hands.
Wesley: Wes is actually sorta aware when he hears the giggle. But he is so preoccupied, he forgets it.
Ryan: Ryan looked over at his quasi cousin, deciding to not make eye contact with Andi. Making eye contact would just encourage her, so he's not going to do that. "You got cat calling powers?" He's asking Dane in particular, but also addressing the room at large. Just in case anyone does have cat calling powers.
Dane: "Uh.... no." Dane shakes his head. "I grew up with dogs. I didn't think there were cart-calling powers."
Andi: "Oh my gosh, what a lame mutant power that would be!" Andi piped in.
Wesley: Wes glared at her. "Actually, it'd be pretty damned useful right now."
Charlie: "Maybe you should get one of the Spider-people, I mean Spider-Man use to hang out with the Black Cat, and I mean her codename has Cat in it …" Charlie trails off as he realizes how incredibly lame, what he has just said sounds. And way to bring up some old super hero gossip.
Heather: "I don't think you can call cats, I mean aren't they independent, isn't that why people have them?" Heather's contribution to the conversation isn’t exactly helpful either.
Wesley: Wes focused on Heather. "Our cat is a little unique, Heather. He's old, and cranky, but he's kind of attached to us. Ry used to be able to call to him. He's not been gone this long."
Ryan: "But the calling didn't work, so we have to try something else." Ryan was not making that noise again. Ever.
Wesley: Oh he would, if Wes needed to be cheered up. "OK, I think we need to check out Mctaggert. Houdi (Wes's sometimes nickname for him) likes to swim." Wes decided out loud.
Andi: "Oh! You should put that on video! They are always looking for fun stuff like that. 'A one-eyes swimming cat'!" Andi added.
Heather: "I can help! If you need help ..." Heather, she was oh so helpful.
Andi: "Ok, so Wes and Ryan, I was going to get benders for the audition for SW. Her hair was pretty curly, right?" Andi spun her fingers in her hair.
Charlie: For a second, Charlie thought that what Andi was doing, was making the sign for crazy not just twisting her hair, and gave a little gasp. Sure maybe Ry and Wes' mom had been short a few crayons from the whole box … but you didn't imply that about other peoples parents!
Ryan: "What? Yeah, sure, Charlie, you okay?" Ryan looked over at Charlie concerned, leaning forward a bit, and was the next person to receive a sneeze in the face.
Wesley: "Rybread! Cast that spell you tried on my once when I had a cold! Remember? It worked better than any pill."
Charlie: "NO!" Charlie held up his hands, and started back for the door, no magic, he was pretty sure the magic made him sneeze. Or maybe not, still he was backing towards the door.
Ryan: "Really Charlie, I can do it." Oh my god, was Ryan actually offering to do magic, or magik rather? Yes, yes he was. It was for Charlie's sake, and the sake of everyone who was getting sneezed on.
Charlie: "No way, no way, don't you guys have cat to find?" Almost at the door, a few more steps and Charlie would be freeeee.
Dane: "Hey, I'll probably have what he sneezed on me in a couple days if you really want to try the spell." Dane piped up.
Andi: "Ewe." Andi took a step away because for a second she was looking at that cool green-tint in his hair and going, ''Hmmmm...."
Charlie: "It's not a cold! Its---" And Charlie sneezed all over Sarah who was just entering the room.
Dane: Oh. Great. Sarah. Dane looked up and looked away quickly.
Andi: "Hi Roomie!" Andi bubbled. "Thanks for the closet space!"