When Fops Are Attacked
Raoul: *sleeping* Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeegg..........zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..........Christine..................sidesadddle..zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..........eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeegg
Nick/Sean/Erik/Marius: *sleeping*
Chris: *pillow over ears* Must...sleep....
Raoul: Babooooooooooooooon....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz......eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeegg...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Chris: *throws said pillow at Raoul* SHUT. UP.
Raoul: *gets hit with pillow* Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz......shiney..campground.....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeegg
Chris: GAH! That does it! *gets out of bed, goes over to the dresser and pulls out Erik's punjab* You've dreamed about your last egg, foppy! *suddenly looks quite maniacal*
Raoul: Zzzzzzzzzzz... she chose... box number three!...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Chris: *stands over Raoul's bed with the punjab*
Raoul: *wakes up very abruptly* I gotsta go potty! *runs into the bathroom*
Chris: O.O *still standing there with the punjab* What just happened here...
Erik: *wakes up* uh... *sees Chris* What're you doing with my punjab?
Chris: *throws punjab out the window* Uh... what punjab?
Erik: My punjab!
Chris: Uh... you don't have a punjab
Erik: Yes I do! You were holding it over the fo- GASP! We're you gonna kill the fop?!?
Chris: No! Of... course not! Where would you get such a silly id-
Erik: MY BROTHER!
Chris: O.o
Erik: I can't do it! Because now I'm in therapy, I'm not supposed to have the urge to kill people, but /you/, you could do it FOR me! Now where's my punjab?
Chris: Uh..well.... HYPOTHETICALLY... if I had your punjab... and if /hypothetically/, I threw it out the window... uh... what would you say?
Erik: *glaring*
Chris: Hypothetically!
Erik: YOU MORON!!! YOU IMBISOLE!!! YOU PRYING PANDORA!!!
Chris: O.o
Erik: Oh, whups, that's Christine... but YOU ARE AN IDIOT!!!
Chris: ....
Erik: In the morning, you are going to FIND that punjab! GOT IT?!?!
Chris: *nods*
Erik: *sighs* Now go back to bed *does so*
Chris: *goes to bed*