CRISIS OF THE WEEK!
Author's Note: It was debated for a time whether this particular situation was eligible for the title "Crisis in Room 339" because Uma was not present at the time of the events. However, after much debate and Uma's consent, it has been decided that this event, due to its impact on a symbol of much importance to all who pass through Room 339, is indeed worthy of the title CRISIS.
Late one weekday afternoon, Cami sat on her bed, among the hills and valleys of the beautiful Cloud Blankie. She was quite comfortable there, reading an article for her environmental studies class and noting important points in the margins with her green pen. Mike came by to visit, bringing the usual cookies, and sat for a while to talk. Cami, a bit too relaxed and comfortable in her position, let her hand, holding the green pen, with its open cap, fall to the Blankie as she talked and browsed the article. After some time, she finally realized the dreadful harm her green pen had begun to cause the sacred Cloud Blankie! A dark green circle had crept over the white cloth cover of the Cloud. Horrified, Cami drew back her hand and gasped. "Mike! Oh no! Look what HAPPENED!!" Mike gazed upon the spot, equally terror-stricken. "Oh no! What are we going to do? Andy's [rightful owner of the famed deity] going to be mad..." Cami retreated far from the Cloud Blankie, as though it would help make the stain go away if its perpetrator distanced herself. The idea of bleaching popped into someone's mind...but Cami was unsure. How much does one dilute bleach to make it okay, but still able to annihilate green ink? Neither could think of the answer in their panic state so Cami, using unknown logic, decided to call Laura and ask for her assistance. Laura rushed to the scene and decided it would probably be okay if we put the bleach right on the Cloud. Cami and Mike were ready to go along with any solution, and as the ink set, time was of the essence. Cami grabbed a pink-and-white-striped towel from her closet and Mike took bleach directly from the room of the Cloud Blankie's owner, Andy Kim, since he was the only one we knew who owned any. Andy was not home so fortunately no time-consuming explanations were necessary. Laura began to fight the stain with these two tools. Her boyfriend Andy Huntwork came along as well, and, noting a small tear in the Blankie's cover, a scar from earlier times, and joked that we could just cut the hole bigger, getting rid of the green stain so that Andy would never notice it. It was a sad clue of things to come. Laura, after a time and much praising from the onlooking Mike, eliminated the stain. We thought all was well, even though all of Room 339 reeked of bleach. Everyone returned to their respective lives. Later that day, the story travelled around among the visitors and inhabitants of Room 339, including Andy Kim, who was not at all upset. He removed the cover from the Cloud Blankie and washed it...unfortunately, he must have used bleach again. When the Cloud Blankie emerged from its cleaning, a very large HOLE had formed near the smaller, earlier hole noticed by Andy Huntwork!! While the many worshippers of the Cloud were quite distraught, Andy Kim was not fazed, nonchalantly mentioning something about needing a new cover. The Blankie returned to it's usual residence on Cami's bed, where it withstood Cami's odd movements in her sleep and being sat upon and deeply admired by visitors...in many cases, even fought over in moments of hyper homework-avoidance. The hole only worsened. One day, Jennifer volunteered her sewing skills to the renovation of our cherished Cloud. She did an excellent job with what was left, but the fabric was too weak and, while the stitching held wonderfully, the blankie continued to unravel near the old hole site. This is how it stands today, and the fate of the Cloud Blankie's cover is, as of yet, unknown.