Room 504, Sunday Morning

[intraspective]

Ino was busy.

If you could call having cranked the music up with her door wide open and cross-legged on her bed reading busy.

(Ino was also inconsiderate of her neighbours and their sleeping in habits, yes.)

And reading was busy even if it was simply the same information she was pouring over in an attempt to glean new details from (so far: not working) and giving her something to look at while she struggled to come up with something to say to the e-mail she'd gotten on Tuesday. She needed to answer it, but it made her feel like crying, so she wasn't. Happy thoughts only. At least for the moment.

One thing, she thought with a sigh. All she wanted was one thing that was simple.

... she could go get a hot chocolate. That was about as simple as it got. Hmmm.

[Oooopen door and post.]

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[puppy_fair]

Puppies had to come home from early-morning jogs around the island sometime, right?

And this particular one wasn't even missing a beat between stepping through the door and starting to peel off his sweaty shirt, because he had apparently been trained well, by now.

"Morning!"

Because he was going to greet her with that no matter how many times he saw her this morning, right up until noon.

[intraspective]

"Morning," she laughed, reaching over to turn her music down. "Have a good time out and about?"

[puppy_fair]

"It was good exercise," Zack replied, giving a short nod before flopping down on the edge of the bed and mopping the sweat from his forehead with the balled-up shirt. "And the rocky bits are never not fun to run around on, you know?"

They were one of the bigger challenges that the island's landscape offered. So, of course, he'd take it.

[intraspective]

See, and him being there and doing that meant she was going to have to wriggle over to kiss him hello.

Because it was the little things that were important.

"If you break an ankle on those, one day, I will laugh."

She would, too.

[puppy_fair]

"My ankles are really hard to break," laughed Zack, leaning sideways a bit to bump his shoulder against her. "And even if I manage to somehow, I've got Cura on me."

So, really, she would never even have to know if he broke his ankle! How totally convenient!

[intraspective]

"I wouldn't want to see the rock that broke your ankle, it is true," she admitted. "It'd probably break mine just by existin' in the same area if it managed to hurt you."

[puppy_fair]

"It would have to be actively swinging at me," Zack agreed, still grinning a bit at the thought. "And then I wouldn't really be complaining. After all, I did go out looking for exercise."

[intraspective]

"Fear the demon rocks," Ino laughed lightly. "For they are evil towards ankles of all kinds."

[puppy_fair]

"They just like a challenge! Or maybe they're angry that I go stomping over them every morning before the sun comes up..."

It was entirely possible. This was Fandom.

[intraspective]

"Don't tempt Fandom," she teased. "You'll wake up one day with the rocks looming over us both."

[puppy_fair]

Zack actually laughed a little at that, shaking his head.

"Well, I still wouldn't complain," he decided, shrugging and tossing his shirt across the room into his clothes pile. "Rocks are just rocks."

[intraspective]

"Still not the best fun," she informed him. "Though better than if the plants came alive and were angry."

Because. Uh. Their room. Was rather plant infested.

[puppy_fair]

Zack blinked and looked around the room, yes, letting his imagination fill in the gaps.

"...You don't think the school board would get too angry if we had to resort to Fira in our doom room, do you?"

[intraspective]

"Probably not under the circumstances?" Ino said dubiously. "Though I'd probably cry."

Some of her plants were rare and the only ones on this planet of their type. She was allowed to cry at that.

[puppy_fair]

Well, the last thing that Zack wanted was to make Ino cry. Clearly, this meant that alternatives needed to be found!

"I don't suppose you have any nets or something tucked away, just in case the houseplants attack, then?"

[intraspective]

"...No," she said, considering that. "I suppose I could get nets though."

[puppy_fair]

"It certainly couldn't hurt!"

It would be really, really weird, but it couldn't hurt!

"And you could use them on any sort of invasion, too!"

[intraspective]

Ino grinned at him.

"What else do you think we could use?"

[puppy_fair]

Zack considered that question for a whole ten seconds!

"Tomato cages!"

... What? Why not? They were cages, weren't they?

[intraspective]

"Tomato cages?" Ino echoed. "Won't those be pretty useless?"

[puppy_fair]

"Not against these guys," Zack decided, pointing toward the plants in the room. "Though, admittedly, we never did try anything like that when we ran into Razor Weeds back home..."

That was just what Fandom didn't need. A Razor Weed invasion.

[intraspective]

"That sounds like an idea almost promisin' pain to us if we attempt it," Ino mused as she flopped backwards on their bed.

"Might be amusing."

[puppy_fair]

"I think that pretty much demands a detour to find some Razor Weed, the next time we go to Gaia," Zack laughed. "I think it would be totally worth it!"

Because Zack sometimes had insane priorities.

[intraspective]

"I like that," she said agreeably. "And it's not like we can't handle Razor Weed, hm? So we're not being dumb and goin' after something too bad."

[puppy_fair]

"Nah, they don't take more than a Fira or two to get out of the way, anyhow," Zack agreed, laughing. "I'd be more worried if we were trying to put a tomato cage on a Malboro or something. They wouldn't take to that so well."