Room 308, Wednesday Midday

[the_merriest]

Rikku was in her room. Working on her mech droid thing for Invent-o-whatever class.

Which was, thus far, a miserable failure, and not helped much by Petey attempting to eat the outlying bits of it.

That was okay. It was a mech droid. Mech droids were safe. Not arguments or coats or anything else she wasn't thinking about. Because she wasn't. She was working on her mech droid.

She had a fruit basket on her desk - hers, from class, because she hadn't given it to anyone yet. Because that seemed mean and she was too tired and empty to be mean today. Because she had a feeling maybe she should keep it.

Her door was wide open. In case anybody wanted some fruit. Poke at the mech droid. Bother Petey. Talk. Something. Right?

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[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"I think when they get over the cooties, it leaves a vacuum in their brain, and they have to fill it with something." Dawn was starting to like this theory. "The technical term is stupid."

[the_merriest]

Rikku snickered. "It can't even affect them all the same way. I mean, Reno's stupid in a totally different way than, like, Tidus. Or Luke. And my brother ... I think he was actually dropped on his head."

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"There's probably like, some genetic thing," Dawn giggling, remembering helping Luke try to fly off the picnic table when they were littler. "Like how Sam and Dean are sometimes the same kind of dumb, but different from Xander and Spike and Luke."

[the_merriest]

"This sounds like a science project," Rikku giggled. "Identifying the different strains of boy-stupid. This could be a real breakthrough for girls everywhere."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Do you think someone would give us extra credit? We could, like, do a survey or something."

[the_merriest]

"Some sort of a psychology class?" Rikku considered it. "Biology, maybe. We should totally get some kind of research grant for this."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"See, the problem with that? I think we'd have to be taking psychology or biology to get that to work," she started braiding the ends of her hair as she thought. "Maybe we should just try to win the Nobel Prize."

[the_merriest]

Rikku chewed her lower lip again. "That depends. The committee that hands it out, are they guys, too? Guys would be all 'hey, we're not stupid.' And girls would go 'oh my gosh, this is revolutionary.'"

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Giggling and with extreme delusions of grandeur now, Dawn suggested, "Maybe we could go on Oprah instead. Write this big famous bestseller and go buy our own island."

[the_merriest]

"Oh my gosh." Rikku was giggling harder. "And we could be all, 'My boyfriend is here, but my brother is here,' and she'd be, 'And that column? Steadman.'"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Yes! And there could be a special 'how to relate to this kind of boy' tutorial or self-help section!"

[the_merriest]

"We could grade the severity, too. Not just how bad the boy has it, but how bad that kind brand of stupidity is going to be on a day-to-day basis," she nodded. "'Warning: the columns in red are strictly No-Fly Zones. Do not: we repeat: do not date these boys, under penalty of severe headdesking and heavy drinking.'"

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"Ooooh, I like that," Dawn decided, "Except that sometimes you get a good one off of that list, and it screws everything up."

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She blushed, toescuffing a little. "Guess that's why rules were made to be broken. 'Cause sometimes, the hot forgives all."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Especially if it's really, really, super duper hot," Dawn agreed.

[the_merriest]

Rikku laughed. "See? That's what our brains get filled with. Weakness to hot, our one invulnerability. The only reason we haven't achieved world domination yet."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"So, the reason I'm not ruling the world already is that I can't stop looking at how Sam's hair curls against his shoulders and back of his neck?"

Actually, that made more sense the longer she thought about it.

[the_merriest]

Rikku sighed. "See, that's a damn good reason, right there. And I'm not taking over the world yet because ... because Reno's got this little cupid's-bow thing going on his upper lip, and I have to sit and nibble on that."

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"We're sooooooo doomed," Dawn sulked, reaching over to play with Rikku's hair now. "Stupid boys and being hot like burning."

[the_merriest]

Rikku giggled, leaning into the touch. "You know? There are worse ways to be doomed, I think. Than having hot boys to stare at and chew on."

Even if she kinda wasn't talking to him right now. Still.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I gotta say, that's one of my favorites."