Spa at the Monastery, Room 2, Thursday Afternoon

[dollpocalypse]

In contrast to the past few days, Topher and Kenzi's room was now meticulously clean. This was because many of Topher's robots and wires and such had been thrown away and/or destroyed. KENZI.

There was, however, a fairly complex chain of wires attached to the TV, and three video game controllers set out on the floor. And there was a T-shirted Kenzi in the tub, a pajama-clad Topher who had dragged his mattress onto the floor in front of the TV, and a zombie-killing game on the screen.

Peter was sure to love this arrangement!

[[For the evil overlord and lady! Kenzi modded with permission. Up early for timezones!]]

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[lockestheway]

"I know democracy," Peter said. Dryly. "And it's not comparable. One is about not judging people based on their skin color and cultural and racial background. The other would be 'not choosing to spend my day on a waste of time'."

There.

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"Stop being on my side," Kenzi told Topher. Honestly. "I am going to get you a Word-a-Day calender, I swear." Back to Peter, she said, "Look, we want you to play with us. Humor us. One level. Then if you hate it, no more. Promise!"

It's not like she could hold his hands on the controller, after all.

[dollpocalypse]

"Please please pleeeeeeease?"

[lockestheway]

Aw. It would be like kicking a puppy.

"No," he said.

He wasn't that nice.

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"Spoilsport," Kenzi said, then gave up on him for the moment, and started ordering food. "Two bacon cheeseburgers, onion rings, fries, oo, poutine..."

[dollpocalypse]

Topher did his best to think of something that might convince him. Unfortunately, he got distracted.

"Oooh! Hey, Peter! Did you know you were wrong about something?"

Uh-oh.

[lockestheway]

Peter sighed. "What is it now?"

Ahahaha. He read radio this morning, Topher.

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Kenzi looked up, curious, still talking into the phone. "Chocolate shakes, one of those salads, hey, some mozzarella sticks... What was he wrong about?"

[dollpocalypse]

Topher, meanwhile, had missed the broadcast. He'd been busy, see. There were zombies to be killed.

"Turns out Ben doesn't actually like your brother!" he reported.

False.

[lockestheway]

Peter stared at him for a minute.

Then just started laughing.

Honestly, after the initial shock, he didn't care so much. If Ender was distracted and happy, he'd be easier to mess with. Probably. If Skywalker didn't put things in his head. ...Dammit.

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Kenzi had also heard Radio this morning. And was now facepalming.

"Topher, who told you that? And what did they say?"

Not that she had anything invested, but keeping Topher from getting beat up was getting to be a hobby.

[dollpocalypse]

"Ben and Tony!" Topher was just as shocked as Peter and Kenzi! Except that Peter seemed a bit hysterical, rather than shocked. Topher chalked that up to his severe case of Must Always Be Right syndrome. "They were all, 'that's not true' and 'I wouldn't tell Peter even if it was true,' and blah blah blah 'saying that could get you hit.'"

It was true that of all the girls at Fandom, Karla remained one who still hadn't punched him yet...

[lockestheway]

Peter looked at him, incredibly amused. "Topher, buddy," he said, "I can tell you with certainty that they were lying."

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"Not that we care, but, unless they are playing a really big joke on the squirrels, Ben and Ender are all about the altogether together now," Kenzi confirmed. "...I think this is a case of 'I wouldn't tell Peter even if it was true'. And just not wanting to tell you, dude."

[dollpocalypse]

Topher paused. Then frowned.

"But... but it was Tony," he said meekly.

Tony! That guy he trusted!

[[And now I head to sleeeeep!]]

[lockestheway]

"I have notes," Peter said, gleefully. "I mean, I didn't say it outright on the radio, but those two were caught playing tonsil-hockey yesterday."

See, Topher? Peter was always right, and trumped Tony freakin' Stark.

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"Then again, maybe they turned on a dime and jumped each other after Ben talked to you," Kenzi said blandly. "Or Tony doesn't know what he's talking about. And remember the part about getting hit?" The important part?

[dollpocalypse]

"Well, I knew you guys wouldn't hit me," Topher pointed out.

There were so many problems with that observation. So many.

"Whatever," he concluded. "Just never say tonsil hockey again, okay?"

[lockestheway]

"I can't promise that," Peter said idly.

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"Bow chicka bow wow?" Kenzi said in porn tones. "Sexytimes? The beast with two backs? Erecting an erection? You can thank Wes for that last one."

[dollpocalypse]

"Stoppp!" Topher whined. "Man-reaction."

They could thank his canon for that.

[lockestheway]

"Did he just really say man-reaction?" Peter wondered.

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Judging by Kenzi's giggling, yes, he did. "Does this mean I can get a second job as a phone-sex operator?" Wait. "Why didn't I think of this before? Hey, Topher, does your man-reaction react if I talk about positions?"

[dollpocalypse]

Topher buried his head in the pillow on the floor, singing, "La la la la la!" to block out the imagery.

GROSS, KENZI.

[lockestheway]

Even Peter pulled a face. "Kenzi, please," he said, "Nobody needs to know about Topher's man-reaction."