B-Squad Common Room, SPD HQ, [Evening, Feb 6th 2027]

[bridge_carson]

Sometimes saving the world meant going out in your giant robot and destroying evil alien monsters before their giant robots had a chance to totally trash the city you lived in

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[multiplez]

"Whoa," Z said when she came into the common room and saw all the papers. "How far behind are you?"

One of the perks of being able to copy yourself was never falling into this trap.

[bridge_carson]

"You remember that time that I dreamed that we fought three robots and then we did fight three robots?" Bridge asked. "That far behind."

[multiplez]

Z stared at him for a moment, then her eyes flashed yellow and one of her sat down next to Bridge while the other one went to get coffee. "Okay, how can I help?"

[bridge_carson]

Bridge grinned at her. "I'd ask if you can forge my signature, but on second thought, I don't wanna know. Those there," he gestured to a pile that looked as if it might fall off the dge of the table any second now, "just need a checkmark in subsection C, part 6." Or was it subsection 6, part C? One of those, anyway.

[needsaparrot]

"So..." said Xander almost as if this wasn't the first time he'd said it. "You do realize I could build you a desk, right?"

Not that he had any idea where they could put it, space in their quarters being what it was, but details, details.

[bridge_carson]

"In our quarters?" Bridge replied skeptically. "I think it'd end up being more of an end table, really, don't you think?"

[needsaparrot]

"Of course not. That's what we use the lovebirds' cage for." Duuuh...

[bridge_carson]

"Yeah, but they get cranky whenever I try and file stuff," Bridge pointed out.

[izzyalienqueen]

Despite the fact that it was Isabel's last semester, the work hadn't eased up. In theory, she was supposed to be writing a paper on problem solving and decision making in the hospitality industry.

In reality?

It was time to make some phone calls and check up on people.

*ring* *ring*

[bridge_carson]

"Newtech 2 for 1 pizza, delivery via wormhole in thirty minutes or less or it's free," Bridge answered cheerfully as he picked up the phone.

[izzyalienqueen]

"Excellent!" Isabel grinned. "I wasn't in the mood to cook dinner tonight anyway. But can I get some extra hot peppers on that?"

[bridge_carson]

"Aquitian chilis okay?" Bridge said, trying not to snicker. "I'm afraid we're fresh out of Earth-based peppers."