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Whatever enjoy this April Fools extra

Disclaimer: nope except for the beauty that is memes

"Jennifer, WTF are you doing..?"

"Duct taping the doorways, Connor. You should try it sometimes, people's reactions are hilarious." She continued to cover the doorway with clear masking tape.

"Aiya, you're supposed to put it higher. This is like, shin height. Not even Marie's that short."

Emiko, that's the point. So everyone can walk into it.

"Shut up, Meme Lord. If I put it higher, people would see it and duck. If they're really short, they'll just walk under it. If it's like shin height then everyone can trip on it... Are there still any tacos left?"

"Just the crunchy ones."

After a marginally lengthy mourning of the lack of soft tacos, Connor asked "Why are you doing this? Someone could, I don't know, break an arm or something..."

"I really don't care if someone cracks their head open due to this because I'm an asshole and a troll. And that would be hella funny."

The trio then stood, or in Jen's case, sat, in total silence only broken by sounds of scissors and tape.

After the duct taping of every other doorway in the East wing, which was newly built and windowless to protect the remaining vampiristic students, Jennifer ran over to the Lunch Hall, where Sake probably was. For some reason, Emiko and Connor felt like following.

"SaAAAAAKKEEEeeeeeeeeeee!"

The blonde, hyperactive roommate turned around "Yeah what."

"Why'd you eat all the soft tacos? You make me sad..."

"Bitch, update your story." She demanded

"But I have, like, homework, and stuff, and I can't just sit at my computer and immediately churn out fifteen hundred words of Hetalia fanfic..."

"I dunno, get a beta or something. But you haven't added a new chapter since THREE WEEKS AGO."

"I'm almost done! Like really!"

Connor butted in "Come on, Jen, you should have updated two weeks ago."

"Ugh, I hate you too. And you, because you're staring at me weird." She added to the person sitting across from them.

"By tomorrow, 'kay?"

"Nyuuuuu... Fine."

Andbutso when night classes started Jennifer, Connor, and Marie were out in the East Wing, looking for the poor shmucks that fell victim to the duct tape. Emiko was... Somewhere... A K-pop concert, maybe.

"I heard footsteps down that hall. We should- Jen what are you doing."

She was typing furiously on her phone "Working on my fanfic chapter."

"We're trying to see if any vampires got stuck in duct tape here!"

"And you told me to finish this godammed piece of shit chapter. Not to mention my computer broke again."

"Aiya, then you get a new one." Marie butted in

"Yeah, BUT, I'm poor... I should actually get a shirt that says that... that would be cool... Trolls (1)..." Jennifer drifted off to thoughts of memes.

Her colleagues sighed.

They heard a crash and some cursing at the end of the hallway. Marie giggled "Score."

An unusually pale girl had duct tape tangled around her feet. From the looks of her, the Mortal Instruments Fandom.

"Jen... I know you kind of left, but can you, like, help?"

"Flocci non Facio, dude. And why the hell did you decide to be a vampire?"

Everyone else had no experience in latin, and was therefore extremely confused. "What?"

"Basically means, 'I don't give a shit'. Romans are badass, and I feel like trolling others."

And then she left.

The next day about fifty vampiristic students filed complaints about the duct taped hallways of the East Wing, Jennifer 'accidentally' threw down her computer from the fifth floor (Whatever, I'll get by with my phone for now), and Sake stopped eating all the soft tacos.

(1) I totally meant Homestuck trolls there. They are. Fucking. Awesome.