Wednesday January 14th 2009
Who: June and Finn What: Growling and reluctant rescues Where: A-wing bathroom When: Evening Rating: PG 13
June was coming to discover that anything shiny and affixed to a wall, she did not like. She had yet to meet one of these shiny things that did not deal with water in some capacity. Humans seemed obsessed with it, water was everywhere. Wasn't it enough that it covered the majority of their planet, and it sat frozen all over the ground outside? They needed it inside as well? Strange, useless creatures. And now, in the bathroom, June found herself surrounded by shiny things that were affixed to the wall, all of them teasing her because they held power over her. Assholes. That was a good human word she had picked up, and she liked it. Assholes. Assholes. "Assholes," she told the sink, smirking triumphantly because she could talk and they couldn't, even with all their water. They would never talk. Like rocks. "Assholes," she told them again, and she kicked a sink for emphasis. And the porcelin broke, because she was much stronger than the average human and sinks weren't made for that kind of abuse, and the pieces fell onto the floor and the pipe bent and cracked and water went shooting out from it like a fire hydrant. And June screamed, loudly, then ran to the toilets and stood on one while the water covered the floor. And started barking at it.
Thankfully someone had heard all the ruckus, and she came to see what had happened (and screamed) and then ran off to find someone on maintenance. She practically ran right into Finn in her search, and she was so freaked out she almost didn't recognize him at first. But she did, and panic flew over her face, and she backed away a few steps. "Um... t-there's... in the bathroom... water," she stammered. "And a girl... barking." Then quickly started walking off back to her room, getting herself away from the scary janitor.