Room 205, Friday morning

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Kuzco lurked by the common room doorway until Rhys headed for the shower, then raced into the room, slammed the door behind him and cackled, "MINE! IT'S ALLLLLLLLLLL MINE."

"...all 200 square feet or something. Huh. I remember it being bigger."

He flung the window open and was prepared to dramatically toss all of Rhys's earthly belongings onto the ground when he was stymied by the screen. "Okay, that's just horrifically unfair," he monologued to himself. "How am I supposed to make a gesture?"

[OOC: Door closed, post open!]

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"And I know that one. Jerk," Kuzco called back.

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"Oooo, 'jerk'. I'm so upset," Rhys said, rolling his eye. And then gave the door a kick before limping back to hiss, "Ow, ow."

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"Annnnd a moron too," Kuzco added.

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He just needed boots if he wanted to kick things for dramatic effect, okay?

"Just give me the pants!"

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There was the sound of heavy furniture moving in front of the door (and panting and grumbling because Kuzco was so not the type to move heavy furniture well) and then the door cracked open and Kuzco held out a pair of hideous Hawaiian flowered shorts that had come from...somewhere.

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Which made Rhys do a double take rather than try to shove the door open to get inside. "Why do you even have these?!"

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"You know, I really don't know," Kuzco admitted. "Oh well. Yours now!"

And he tried to slam the door.

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Rhys snatched the shorts and put his full, skinny-ass weight into trying to get the door open. This was going to end in someone getting flashed. It really was.

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Kuzco yelped and put all of the strength in his spaghetti arms into keeping the desk where it was.

So...good luck with that, Kuzco.

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The sad thing was how they were just about evenly matched here. Like the match up of a completely stoppable force vs an easily moved object.

"Let... me... in," Rhys ground out, pushing with all his noodle armed might.

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"Nooooooo," Kuzco whined. "I don't like you."

These were some amazingly mature people here.

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"I don't like you either!" See, they were finding common ground. That was... mature. Ish.

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"Then go live in the common room like a useful little peasant!" Kuzco said.

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"No, you!" He gave another valiant effort in shoving before realizing there was a bit of a breeze going on there.

And then yelped, pulling away to get his towel back up around his waist. You got soooo lucky, Kuzco.

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There was totally taunting cackling from Kuzco's side of the door. "And I ate all the good cereal!" he added triumphantly.

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"I'm telling whoever they belonged to!" He really hoped it was Negasonic.

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Was there a yearbook category for "Least Likely to Survive the Year?" Could they nominate Kuzco?

"Don't caaaaaaaaaaaaaare," Kuzco replied.

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Rhys sighed, staring up at the ceiling. "You can't stay in there forever!"

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"Just watch me!"

Too bad there wasn't food or a bathroom, Kuzco.

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"Oh, I'll watch you alright!" Rhys. What even was that?

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"I'd be more afraid if I had the slightest idea what that meant."

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"You know!" No, Rhys didn't know either.

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"Nope," Kuzco said, "but I stopped listening, like, ten minutes ago."

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"I hate you so, so much," Rhys informed him. Before stomping away to put on the terrible shorts that probably didn't even fit his gangly ass right.

"This isn't over!"

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"Yeah, okay, whatever," Kuzco called back before getting ready to pull his back out putting the desk where it should go.