Fandom High Security Office, Monday, April 15

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If earlier shenanigans hadn't prepared Bo to expect more office redecoration, the index card she'd pulled off Fosse's closet door that read BO'S OTHER BOYFRIEND in purple crayon would have.

All told, though? Security feeds labeled KENZI HALL, PARTY CENTRAL, ARIETTY'S PLACE KEEP OUT THIS MEANS YOU, PETRAWORLD, and PRINCESS GRACE'S ROYAL THRONE ROOM (camera re-aimed toward the second floor girls' bathroom door) were way better than the rooms she'd been limited to last week.

It wasn't the heads of her enemies, but as interior decor went, rainbow streamers, unicorn stickers, and something that looked like the siege of the Alamo recreated across her desk with an army of dinosaur-riding plastic cowboys vs. an army of pony-riding plastic astronauts were way less likely to get her fired in the event of a sudden school board visit, as well.

[OOC: Open, and suggestions for redecoration via bored sugar-hyped urchins (and Grace) provided largely by the bored sugar-hyped urchin in question.]

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Kenzi grinned and leaned against the doorway. "I forgot about the astronauts. Grace might want some of those back."

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"I'm gonna guess the hairstyles were your doing?" Unless Zoe's kid had a thing for ponies in multicolored wigs and eyeliner.

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"Some of them came that way!" Kenzi might have been lying. Or might not. She pulled the visitor's chair around and straddled it. "We had to keep a grade-schooler occupied while her mom was missing, desperate measures were authorized."

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"So should I be adding Grace to the list of people who might as well have a key to my place because they know how to break in anyway?" Bo asked. Which list got longer and longer, really, especially if you counted the ones who could huff and puff and blow down her door anyway.

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"Well, she is the Principal's daughter. Doesn't that come with special privileges?" Kenzi scooted her chair closer to Bo, and picked up a pony. "Are you okay? You look okay, but..."

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"I'm good." Yeah, fine. That was a lie, and a crappy one. "Well, I'm okay. Everybody made it back more or less safe, but good might be stretching it."

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Kenzi rummaged in a pocket. "Want some peanut M&M's? And where did you guys get stuck? Principal Winchester wasn't gonna say in front of Grace."

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"Oh God, chocolate. Congratulations, you are my new best friend. Also my old best friend." Not that she hadn't raided her own supply when she got home but a week without. A week.

Bo picked up a tiny pterodactyl and added, "I don't know where we were -- I mean, we never saw the outside. Inside was a bunch of stone hallways and doors and monsters behind half of them."

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Kenzi snickered, pouring them out onto the desktop, then making a face. "Euuugh. Greeeat. You didn't miss anything here aside from redecorating. How did you guys get out?" She looked guilty. "We looked for you. I swear we did. But there were no clues at all."

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"No, there wasn't anything to find. We just..." Bo spread her fingers, then busied them with scooping up blessed, much-missed chocolate. "Jft wope up...sowwy."

Chewing was a thing.

"Just woke up somewhere else, and spent a week wandering around trying to find each other and the way out."

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"Well I am way, way glad you're back." Kenzi looped an arm around Bo. "And that you have a tub big enough for a seven-year-old and a couple teenagers to stage that scene from Battleship."

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"...Which couple of teenagers?"

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Kenzi snickered. "Relax. Arietty, who can double as this action figure." She held up one of the cowgirls. "And Petra was there, but is averse to getting wet. So just me. But if you find more pink or anything fluffy around, I'm declaring it Grace's."

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"I think the law says I'm not actually allowed to say I don't care what you do in my bathtub or with who as long as you clean up after, but I don't care what you do in my bathtub or with who as long as you clean up after," Bo reassured her. For... some special value of reassure that worked for them. "I just wondered which other teenagers were willing to play live Battleship with a seven year old."

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"Ari's very good at captaining an aircraft carrier." Kenzi beamed, then bumped her shoulder against Bo's. "...and Toby and I appreciate this disclaimer, should there ever be a reason for it to be applicable in the future."

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Bo put her hands over her ears. "LA LA LA I DIDN'T HEAR ANYTHING DID YOU HEAR ANYTHING?"

That last was addressed to the pterodactyl. Or Kenzi. Or both.

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Kenzi cackled and looked at the pony. "You'll give me an alibi little guy, right?"

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"Only if mine doesn't eat him." Which reply sort of disproved the I CAN'T HEEEEEAR YOU thing. "By the way, in one room there were dinosaurs. I walked one."

No, Bo. One walked you. But you just go ahead and tell it the dignified way. If you can find one.

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"Are you messing with me?" Kenzi demanded. "Or are your super-charming powers now including giant reptiles?"

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"Tiny giant reptiles." Bo squared off a shape above the massed armies about the size of a French Bulldog. "And I didn't charm it so much as tug it out of an equally tiny tar pit and get dragged halfway across the land of the lost for my troubles."

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Kenzi was chortling at this image, flailing around and waving the pony. "Little dinosaurs want to be freeee! Man, I wish there were pictures... and at least the entire week wasn't a giant pool of suck?"

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Bo shook her head. "I did try to get pictures, but. Tar pits."

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"Least you're back. And not sticky." Another hug, and Kenzi settled back. "Cake! I'l bring you s'more."