Hensonville City 2011

[DramaQueenMokey]

Ellie: Oh, Angie! *opens door for her and Johnny* Thanks for the basket and hiya Johnny! Come on in guys!

Susie: Mr. Fiama is here! It's so nice to see you Mr. Fiama, really! *smiles wide*

Ernie: Bert, it's Johnny, let's say hello.

Bert: *looks up from his book* Hello Johnny. *then looks back down at his book*

Ernie: Oh Bert, come on, that book can't be that good!

Bert: *doesn't bother looking up, he just ignores his best friend*

 

[LinkiePie<3]

Angie: Ewie. *huggles* <333

Johnny Fiama: *wears a lopsided smile to Susie* Hey, bambina. Y'like the fruit basket we picked up? ;D

Sal Minella: It includes bananas. 8D

Johnny Fiama: *double-take* Hey, Ernie. Bert. *to Ernie* Is the kid all right? What's up with him? *shrug*

Angie: May we come in? c:

Linda Mezzo: Uh, hello... ? I'm here, too, y'know? xP

Angie: *pokes Bert* o.o

 

[DramaQueenMokey]

Ellie: Angewa! *is huggled* Please, come inside.

Susie: Yes, we really like the fruit basket Mr. Fiama, it was so thoughtful.

Ernie: *laughs* Oh, Bert's just fine! He's always like that. *continues to laugh*

Bert: *is unamused*

Susie: Hello Linda, it's very nice to see you.

Bert: *is poked by Angie* Yes? *gives her an odd look*

Ellie: Aw Bert, don't be such a stick in the mud! How about we all make cookies?

Bert: That will just make a mess.

Ellie: Not if we're careful and if we make a mess, hey, we'll just clean it up!

 

[DramaQueenMokey]

Bert: Angie, I was reading.

Susie: You're very welcome Mr.Fiama! You wouldn't happen to need a secretary would you? *she's hopeful*

Ellie: We'll try not to make a mess, but if we do, too bad! And we can make oatmeal cookies *looks at Bert, then turns to Ernie* Oatmeal cookies in the shape of rubber duckies!

Ernie: That sounds neat Ellie! Let's go Bert!

Bert: *puts down his book* Okay Ernie, let's...*is pulled quickly to the kitchen by Ernie*

Ellie: So...maybe I should leave most of this to Bert 'cause I can only really only bake stuff that comes out of a box...And maybe it's not baking exactly...but it's almost like baking!

Susie: *giggles*

 

[LinkiePie<3]

Johnny Fiama: *gently* That's real sweet of ya, doll, but I'm currently not lookin' to hire any fine-lookin' secretary. I already have a monkey to look after me. ^^;

Sal Minella: Yep.

Angie: Yay, oatmeal, Rubber Duckie-shaped cookies! C'mon, Bert. Start with the bakin'. Whee... ^.^

Johnny Fiama: Too bad, because I ain't stickin' around just to see a mess.

Linda Mezzo: Aw, Johnny. C'mon. It'll be fun. <3

Johnny Fiama: Yeah...

Annie Sue: *shy smile* Really? Thank you. Oh, I'm Annie Sue, by the way. I request to paint my nails neutral-colored. Please? =3

 

[newsmanfan]

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*the silence of Apt 12 is broken by a wobbly noise and a shimmer in the air. The Martians materialize in the living room*

Blue: Mm. Yip. Yip.
Pink: Yip yip yip yip. Awww. *spots a tall vase in corner near fireplace with curly willow branches and twinkly lights in it* What, what what what?
Blue: Aaaww... Greet ings.
Pink: Hel lo.
*the vase makes no reply*
Blue: Hel lo. Greet ings.
Pink: Mm. Uh uh. Uh uh. Nope nope nope.
*the front door opening startles them; both yank their lower jaws over their heads in fright*

Kris: Got it?

Newsie: *grunts, hefting box of books into entry* ...Yes.

Rhonda *pushing past them both and nearly unbalancing Newsie*: Huh. Not too shabby. This might be okay.

Kris: Gee, mighty white of ya, Rhonda. Need help getting any of your stuff in?

Rhonda: Nah, that's why they have movers. To the left, guys! Second door down the hall! *she watches in satisfaction as a trail of burly rats trudges in, all bearing boxes and furniture; the half-dozen of them carrying an antique vanity groan, and one of them starts whistling "Bridge Over the River Kwai"* Yeah, funny. Am I paying you to be funny? Be careful with that, it's an heirloom! *dashes after movers to her room*

Newsie: This is...actually very tasteful, Miss. Thank you for inviting me...uh...are you absolutely positive that Lefty character isn't here?

Kris: I keep telling you, you can call me Kris, Newsie. And yes. I checked the roster: no Lefty.

Newsie: Oh, good... Um. He, um. I roomed with him once, and, er...he gave me lead posioning!

Kris: I heard about that. Sounds not fun.

Newsie: *snorts* Not at all fun! I didn't even know it at the time, of course...turns out the sneak-thief was storing his nickel collection in the water filter, so every time I thought I was practicing proper hydration... *shudders* Er...they told me I...I began to act rather strangely.

Kris: Really? How awful.

Newsie: I don't remember much of that. I don't think I want to. *ventures into living area, spots the Martians* Uh...throw pillows?

Pink: Awww! *both of them and Newsie recoil* Aww...greet ings?
Blue: Hel lo. Yip yip.

Newsie: What the hey??

Kris: Oh, um...those are the Martians, Newsie. They're mostly harmless.

Newsie: *backing away slowly* They look like monsters to me...

Rhonda: Sheesh, Goldie. Haven't ya read any of her stories yet?

Kris: Shhh!

Newsie: Er...no...I'm very sorry, Mi--Kris. I know you've written some fiction here...does it concern these creatures? Is it factually based?

Kris: Um...yes and yes. But, um, maybe you should just focus on settling in first? And shouldn't we go meet our neighbors?

Rhonda: Did you call the caterers?

Kris: Are you paying for them?

Rhonda: Do I look like a bank?

*both look at the Newsman*

Newsie: Er...um...I have... *fishes in wallet* Uh...eighty cents.

Kris: Never mind...let's dump our stuff and go say hi. I can always whip up something later. Maybe people would like some empanaditas?

Rhonda: Let me clear space on my floor, at least, and you make some coffee, and we'll make the rounds. How's that sound?

Newsie: *still eyeing the Martians uneasily* I...I really should make sure my belongings are stowed safely, but yes, we should socialize a bit. And coffee... *perks up a bit*

Kris: Frog yes coffee! I'll go unpack the French press and make a couple of carafes and we'll go around and see if anyone wants some. Cinnamon pumpkin or eggnog flavor?

Rhonda: Cinnamon!
Newsie: *simultaneously* Eggnog.
*they exchange a look, both shrug*

Kris: Mix the two? Why not? You guys find somewhere to set your personal stuff.

Pink: Cof fee? What what?
Blue: Book. Book book book.
Pink: Hmmmmmm. *they peruse their Book of Earth*
Blue: Cof fee...food. Food. Yip yip yip.
Pink: Yip yip yip yip uh huh!
*they skitter down the right-side hall into the kitchenette*

Kris: I wonder if they need straws.

Rhonda: I wonder if they need brains.

Newsie: *mumbling* I'm glad my room is the other direction...
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[The Count]

*Hears hubbub upstairs from Apt 12. Oh good, that leaves only Erin and Kim (Skeeter Muppet) left to check back in. Glad the new year's starting off like it always does around here.
*Sends some number cookies by means of bat delivery.
Mmm, they're just about gone, half a bag, should be enough to last the rest of the week.

 

[LinkiePie<3]

Annie Sue: *nervously returns home* Oh, Link... do you hear that rumble near us?

Link Hogthrob: *hugging Annie Sue* ... I'm scared. *stimulates his mind by sucking his thumb*

Annie Sue: *embracing Linky* <333

Five minutes later...

Link Hogthrob: *glances at watch* Oh, look. It's almost time for my bowling show. Annie Sue?

Annie Sue: ... yes?

Link Hogthrob: While I turn the television on, can you please be a dear, and get me a beer?

Annie Sue: Okay... honestly, I don't mean to sound rude, but why can't you get yourself your own drink? The kitchen isn't far.

Link Hogthrob: *begs* But, honey, I had a long day. Think of me. I'm your boyfriend. Oh, please, Porkchop.

Annie Sue: *makes her way to the kitchen* Fine. *sigh* *serves Link his beer*

Link Hogthrob: *tries to crack his drink open* Thank you, Baby-- ouch! I would need that bottle-opening-thingy so I can have my drink.

Annie Sue: *easily opens the beer for Link* Here you go. *giggles*

Link Hogthrob: *blink* Thank you. <3 *resumes to his comfortable; self-sufficient night on the lumpy ol' couch*

 

[newsmanfan]

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Newsie: Aggh! Bats! *covers his head with his hands*

Rhonda: Hey, Junie? That you? *one of the bats squeaks happily* Yeah, it has been a while! How's your uncle? *more chittering* Ah, man. Sorry to hear that. But you tell the Number-One folks we said thanks! We'll go down and say hi in person... Cookies! Now that's more like it!

Kris: Newsie, bats are harmless. They're good: they eat mosquitoes! That was very nice of Ed and his roomies. Come on, have a number six.

Newsie: Does six signify something in particular?

Kris: No, it's the first one I pulled out of the bag. *munches a number 4* These kind of remind me of Tiger's Milk Cookies like I loved as a kid.

Newsie: *whispers to Rhonda* She drank tiger's milk? What have we signed on for?

Rhonda: *eyeroll* I very much doubt her ma's a tiger. Just eat your cookie.

Kris: Is everyone unpacked enough to go say hellos?

Pink: Hel lo!
Blue: Greet ings! Hel lo! Yip yip yip!

*Kris tosses cookies at the Martians; they duck, gibbering, but then cautiously unfurl and poke at the treats*

Pink: Awww...cow.
Blue: Cow?
Pink: Cow. *to cookies* Moooooo.

Kris: Ooookay...why don't we start at the bottom of the building and work our way back up?

Newsie: Er...I've been reading the tenant guide and the building roster. It seems one of our neighbors has a birthday. Do we have something we can take her?

Kris: Yep. The last of my holiday fudge. Everyone likes fudge, right? I'll drop this off at Apt #3 on our way down. Everybody ready?

Newsie: Ahem...will there be bats?

Kris: Ohhh yes. There will be bats. Mwah ha ha ha!

Rhonda: Oh bruddah. Gimme one of them carafes. Come on, Plaid Avenger, let's move it. Lotta peeps ta say hi to.

* Newsie gives her The Scowl, but accompanies the girls out the door*

Blue: Uh? Awww. Mooooo.
Pink: Uh uh. Uh uh. Nope nope nope. *addresses cookies on floor* Baaaaa.
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[The Count]

The main door to our apartment creaks while being opened.

UD: Yeeeeees? What manner of creep has summoned... Oh hi Kris. Settling in okay?
*Greets Newsie and Rhonda, while rewards Junie with a mint candy (for some reason they like those best of all).