Wednesday, March 13th, 2013

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Hey everyone, it seems to be Wednesday again and the squirrels are looking cranky, so let's just get right to this, yeah?

At the school, the Public Speaking class practiced making a wedding toast when you don't like the person your best friend is marrying, and the press secretaries for the day were Loki and Sparkle, who answered questions about hammering, glitter, and the Pope. Because they're clearly qualified to talk about those things, right? The Industrial Arts class began working with metal, mainly to design casings for their battle bots, and in There Will Be Cake, there was actually ice cream.

*sad chittering*

No, you couldn't have convinced anyone to make rum ice cream for you. At least, not in a class. The lacrosse club had their practice in the Danger Shop so they could play a game against simulated players instead of each other. In town, Victor was very late for his shift at Stark Industries, and the Arms Hotel had to try to work around receiving geese instead of rum. See squirrels, you're not the only ones hurting right now. Éponine was doing some cleaning at the Post Office when Kitty stopped by to see her, and they talked about how quiet the island is compared to Paris, and their difficulty in getting a certain alcohol shipped in, which Kitty also yelled at people about at Caritas.

*angry chittering*

Hey, don't get mad at me, it's not my fault, and I don't get to say that often. Those are all the notes these guys caught, so I'm going to get out of here while I can. Stay safe, everyone.
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*mass chittering-*

...Uh, I guess I just interrupted a powwow here?

*secretive chittering*

Okay... I'm just going to pretend you guys aren't up to something and just get these notes over with.


here be radio )

*ANGRY CHITTERING!*

Okay, okay, slow down. All I hear is a record on fast forward when you talk like that.

*angry. chittering.*

Look, it's not my fault there's no rum. It's someone off island being stupid, or something.

*firm, angry chittering*

I mean, I can pay you guys in nuts or something, I guess. You still like nuts, right?

*firm, angry chittering*

What do you mean, you're striking? You can't strike! You're rodents!

*massive chittering that sounds a lot like chanting "STRIKE!"*

Uh. Breaking news, the squirrels are on strike. I don't even know anymore.

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