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Pizza Planet, Tuesday

Ronan was ~~totally not late~~ bustling around Pizza Planet, completely oblivious to anything else that might be going on.

Specials
Behind the Times
[New York-style pizza with pepperoni, mushrooms, jalapenos, and extra cheese.]
Onward and Upward
[Double-layered pizza -- two pizzas of your choice baked one right on top of the other.]

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Who is munching on a pizza all day. For some reason, he finds himself ravenously hungry.

Sky came into Pizza Planet for lunch after he left the Perk, surprised to see a somewhat-familiar person there- he didn't know the other boy's name, just his appearance.

"Ah," he said intelligently.

"Ah?" Ronan said, smiling. "Welcome to Pizza Planet. Can I get you something?"

"I'll try... ah, a slice of Behind the Times, please," said Sky, then realized he was staring and shook his head. "Sorry. I apologize if this sounds abrupt and inappropriate because we've just met, but I was just surprised because... my boyfriend was inside your body all day Sunday."

"Oh, is that who had mine?" Ronan asked as he got the slice ready. "For here or to go?" he added, and, without waiting for an answer, continued on with the original thread of the conversation. "Who's your boy, anyway? I was Professor Lulu on Sunday, I rather thought she might have looked like me, but it appears not."

"To go, please," said Sky, then to his last question, "I'm dating Troy Bolton. I guess if you looked like Professor Lulu, and he looked like you, then she must have looked like Troy for the day. ...That had to be awkward for all of you." He was happy that Ronan hadn't been offended by his statement, which upon reflection had been pretty tactless.

"Unless, of course, the circle extends even further," Ronan said, laughing. "Who knows how far it could have extended?" He prepared the slice in one of the to-go boxes, then asked, "Anything to drink with that? Bottle of soda?"

Sky didn't really want to think about that. "I hope that never happens to me," he mumbled. Or to Troy again, come to think of it. He then said louder, "Oh, no thanks. I'm not much of a soda drinker." He took his wallet out of his pocket to pay.

Ronan nodded. "That'll be ~~handwavy~~," he said.

Sky handed over the correct total before grabbing his pizza, then realized he'd never asked the other boy's name. "I'm Sky, by the way," he said. "And you are...?"

"Oh, sorry!" Ronan flushed a little bit. "Ronan Nolan." He held his hand out across the counter.

Sky shook it. "It's nice to meet you," he said, smiling. "Especially when you're in your body, and not my boyfriend."

Billy had seen the sign in the window, and felt he simply had to try out one of those specials. "Hey Ronan."

"Billy, hey," Ronan replied, smiling. "What can I get for you?"

"I think I just have to try that double layered pizza." Billy said. "It intrigues me."

"It intrigues me, too," Ronan said, chuckling. "What size?" he asked, pulling out his order pad. "And what'll you have for your pizzas?"

"I'll go with a small, and chicken on one, and sausage on the other." ~~Mun now wishes he could try this in real life.~~

~~Mun rather wishes he could, as well, but it will have to wait until ingredients have been acquired.~~

"For here or to go?" Ronan asked, writing out the order. "And will there be anything else with that?"

"For here." Billy decided. "And a root beer please."

"Coming right up!" Ronan put the order back, and turned back to Billy. "Go ahead and have a seat whereever," he said, pouring the root beer from the soda fountain, "and I'll bring the pizza to you when it's ready." He handed over the soda. "Your total is ~~handwavy~~."

"Thanks." Billy said, and paid him. "So how's life treating you these days?"

"Pretty well," Ronan said, accepting the money and ringing up the order on the cash register. "Had a lot of fun on the Mexico trip. How about you?"

"Spent the week sailing with my family." Billy said. "And now life's gone back to quiet. Well as quiet as it gets in Fandom."

Because you hate Ronan zomg. Or just want to, y'know, sit down at a table and order. That, too.

When he is with the pinging. And when he's not busy with Donkey Madness, zomg.

Tom was giving one of the pizza ovens its weekly scrubbing. It didn't really need it after Saturday, but it gave him something to do other than play Donkey Madness.

Which sat unplugged once more.

Until it got it righht and let him win.

... I'm not sure if it's a good thing he's not singing this week, or a bad thing.

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