Fandom radio, Monday March 13th

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Right. Um, yes, I...are you...erm. You don't look good, Leroy. Maybe you should go have a lie down.

There wasn't much going on yesterday, except that Stark and Summer woke up-

*Squirrely cheers and one faint boo*

Dear god, the glitter. *sigh*

And so did Connor and Cutter. ...This glitter is dinosaur shaped.

So the squirrels had a fun day of voyeurism, Leroy is extremely drunk, and I hope everybody has a lovely week.

Fandom Radio, Tuesday (3/14)

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Denizens of Fandom! What's up on this fine Pi Day? You just heard "The King of All Birds" by Aoife O'Donovan right here on WTFH, this town's premier source for inebriated rodent news.

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And, of course, the musical stylings of the most aspirational porg. Also: me, Steph Gingrich, here to read you aforementioned inebriated rodent news, 'cause that's the main attraction here. So, starting off with School notes...

Life Skills went over party-related social skills and behavior with our local subject matter expert, Summer --

*muffled thud*

Leroy, dude, get up. That is embarrassing, and nobody but me can even see you. That's literally how embarrassing it is. Practical Wilderness Survival talked about how to find and set up shelter to avoid exposure, and if my friend Ryan was here he would not stop talking about the subject so it's a good thing Dwight's teaching this class, not him. Kidding, though. Mostly. He's a pretty awesome dude. Sensory Deprivation Combat Training -- man, talk about course titles that would leave a hell of an impression on a transcript. What kind of impression, I'm not quite sure, but it'd still be. Like. That person-shaped crater in the park levels of impression.

No Dorms notes, which is not making Leroy any more inclined to peel himself off the floor -- I didn't realize a squirrel could purposely make itself that flat -- but as usual, plenty to talk about in Town.

No amount of coffee could keep Prompto from totally dozing off at the Photo Hut, in true man with a newborn kid fashion, but rest assured, he did not sleep through Liz bringing Noctra for dad-cuddles and possibly early photography lessons. Rosa fielded a call at Diaz & Ass., still the best-named business in town, and offered the caller some sage advice about not leaving very stealable pies on windowsills unattended. While eating pie, which... I'm sure is unrelated. Sakaki spent a lot of her Furnado shift working on vet school applications with Maya asleep in her lap. That has to count for extra, right? I mean, it should. Summer was still in a super good mood -- Leroy, seriously, pull yourself together -- at Turtle and Canary and not even noticing Apu diligently filling all the staplers in the store, and an equally upbeat Cutter came in to make sure his kitchen was restocked, and then they were all chipper at each other. Note to self, make a grocery run on your way out of here to avoid getting frowned at. And then I'm going to go get a pie because obviously.

Leroy. Man. I cannot with you, please stop already.

All the plushies at the Magpie Emporium were having an all-out brawl, which should maybe be concerning? This did not stop me and Vi from getting into a plushie fight, though. Like a pillow fight but with fuzzy gelatinous cubes. It's surprisingly fun, I recommend it. What was unsurprisingly unfun, though, was the training course Trooper Station Steve got stuck taking when he -- ah. Wanted to know why there was only one squirrel in the clink for being drunk and disorderly. Which, fair, dude, but also oooooooof. Worth noting that aforementioned Steve approved of the Buffalo chicken, Philly cheesesteak, and chili dog Pizza Planet specials, all of which are on pizzas because hello, the name of the place, but also felt tne need to remind Raiden that he should not try to bring pizza to life and then adopt it.

I need a moment to sit with the knowledge that I just read that sentence out loud and didn't even blink at it.

And moment over. Okay. Just because Eric thought the Apple Pie on the Rocks cocktail was delicious, it did not mean that he thought Tiny's idea to make Pie Day Eve a holiday at the Devil's Nest was a good one. Did this stop Gladio from coming in, getting a pie-themed drink, and agreeing to disagree with Eric about daylight savings time? It absolutely did not, and if you think it would, I'm maybe judging you a little.

And of course to round it all up for the day, your Clinic Report and Crab Lore Update! Stabby and the nurses were waiting for Keith the Raccoon to come for a legal consultation about a discrimination case after Stabby got denied entrance to a restaurant for being a crab.

You know that moment I just had? I need another one.

*several seconds of slightly off-beat porg drumming*

As for Stark, he was definitely getting a hard time from the nurses about being distracted --

*high-pitched squirrel wailing, but from some distance from the microphone*

Leroy, for the last time, can you --

*even louder wailing*

DUDE. SERIOUSLY. WOULD YOU JUST --

*THUD*

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