The Place To Be//Lams, Jeffmads, Mullayette//

The Time When Laf Threw The Turtle

Movie night with our group was probably the best thing. We all sat on the floor, our backs to Laurens' bed, and watched shitty action movies or old Disney movies, which I had never seen before. Tonight's was Lion King, which Laf was currently crying about.

"Le lion! Mufasa! Scar est une merde lion qui... How you say... Should fuck right off." They mumbled, their head on Mulligan's shoulder, who has his arm wrapped around his crying datemate. Laurens laughed, like a sudden light, and suddenly both of us were laughing as Lafayette grumbled under their breath.

Laurens was sitting on my left, leaning against me. Crusty was sitting on his lap, facing me, looking pissed as shit. On my right was Mulligan, who was watching Lafayette more than the movie, running one of his huge bear hands through their afro of hair.

"Hey Laurens?" I whispered, looking his way.
"Yeah?"
"I think your turtle wants to murder me in my sleep."
He chuckled, "That's pretty much never. He also doesn't hate you that much. Just a bit. By a bit I mean a lot."

Hercules nudged me, then shushed us. I looked at John again and just started laughing. He did the same. Soon, all four of us were messes on the floor, three laughing, one crying at Lion King.

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The next morning I woke up happier than I had ever been in the loudest place I had ever been.

The apartment was torn apart, papers and pillows scattered. Hercules, Lafayette, and Laurens were all desperately searching for something, Laurens yelling over everyone else so loud I couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Guys what the hell is happening?" I asked, sitting up.
"Crusty is missing." Hercules said, and it sounded like he was trying not to laugh.

I stood up from my spot on the floor,and pushed a blanket off of me that hadn't been there before.
"Where the fuck did he go?" Laurens practically screamed, throwing a pillow off of my desk, throwing my entire week's worth of law notes in the floor with it.

Over the next hour, the four of us searched the whole dorm high and low for Crusty, who seemed to just vanish. He was gone.

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"John, mon ami, please stop crying." Lafayette said, rubbing his back with one of their hands, the other holding Herc's.

Laurens let out another sob, shaking his head. I sat down on the floor next to him, and he immediately put his head on my shoulder.
"We'll find him. He's a turtle. He's probably just humping a shoe or something."

He laughed, and rubbed his eyes.
"Why don't we all just chill and watch a movie? Maybe Crust dude is just sleeping somewhere and will wake up later." Hercules suggested, standing up. Laurens nodded.

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We were half way through singing the entire soundtrack of Rent when Laf finally spoke.
"Hercules, not now, mon amour." They said with a soft tone in their voice.
"Laffy-Taffy, I'm in the kitchen. Did you say somethin'?" Herc shouted.

They looked around, looking scared.
"What's wrong?" I asked them from my spot cuddled up to John.
"It's nothing. I thought I felt something on my thigh."
John rolled his eyes.
"Y'all better not try do the dirty on our floor."

That was the end of it, until High School Musical Two.

Lafayette suddenly screamed, and threw something across the room, looking violated.
John immediately stood up.
"What the hell was that?"
"I felt something on me. At first I had thought it was Hercules, but it moved, so I threw it." They explained, calmly, before widening their eyes.
"MON DIEU CRUSTY!" They shouted, running over to where the thing they had thrown was. John, Herc, and I joined them.

They picked up Crusty and handed him to John.
"I seem to have found the turtle."

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Okay. So I haven't posted in 10 days, but hey.

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But also, summer vacation started today, and guess who made honour roll! Me! (I have actually no idea how oml i failed sooo many math tests)

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