PA Announcement, Saturday Morning

[wasthecuteone]

The intercom crackled to life on Saturday morning, and Petra, who was as of yet unaware of anything wrong today and hadn't given thought to the possibility people were still asleep since it was a weekend, began to speak. ( Overdue contest winners under here. )

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Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

[dollpocalypse]

Topher was exploring.

Usually he had to be careful. Mom and Dad didn't like it when he went too far or wandered outside. But today Mom and Dad weren't around, and anyway he had all the necessary precautions -- his safety goggles, a pair of gloves, and a magnifying glass -- just like the scientists on TV. So it should be safe to see what was nearby.

Like in this room, the TV was all weird and skinny, not like the TVs at home. He wanted to go behind it to see what wires did what, but Mom had yelled at him last time. So instead he took his magnifying glass and used it to look at the buttons on the remote, but really, really big. It looked cool!

While he played with the remote, he turned on the TV. Cartoons, cartoons, cartoons... ooh, but a special about fireworks was on! That was enough to distract him from the buttons, so he came up closer to sit on the floor and hold up the magnifying glass to the TV instead. It made the fireworks all big and pretty.

It was a good thing there weren't any big kids around, he decided. They would just laugh at him like the kids at home. Better that he had this whole big room and TV all to himself. 

Fifth floor common room [early afternoon]

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla had noticed that the volume level on the fifth floor seemed slightly higher today than she was used to, but she (being her normal size and having no roommate other than Jims) brushed it off in favor of heading to the common room and starting to prepare lunch: soup and toast for her and a bottle of milk for Jims.

Just another Saturday in Fandom, right?

[OOC: Mwahaha.]

First Floor Lobby [mid-morning]

[momslilassassin]

Ben was hoping he'd get ALL the extra-credit for this, as well as the thanks of his grandfather for saving his droid babies from makeovers, experiments in being flung from a window and whatever else the now-small Ethics class would come up with to torture their homework.

Which was why he had a sign (that he would be happy to explain to the non-readers) that read:

I'LL TRADE YOU A LOLLIPOP FOR YOUR DROID BABY

It was worth a try, anyway.

4th Floor Common Room, Saturday afternoon

[leavingthenest.livejournal.com]

Saturday was a good kind of day to bake cookies! Especially when it was chilly outside. Because that only made the cookies extra-delicious!

That, at least, was Rapunzel's firm opinion.

And the kitchen in the common room made it super-easy to bake! There were so many supplies! Sometimes, actually, there were too many. After all, Rapunzel knew better than to take all of the delicious ingredients and try to make one crazy batch of Franken-cookies. But that didn't mean that there weren't way too many delicious-looking ingredients.

So Rapunzel had settled for the only reasonable solution: bake different kinds of cookies. So while the chocolate chip were on the wire cooling rack (and weren't those a neat invention?), Rapunzel slid a tray of oatmeal raisin out of the oven and replaced it with a tray of peanut-butter cookies. She glanced at the sugar cookies and estimated they needed another five minutes...

There were far too many for Rapunzel to actually eat by herself, but Fandom had a tendency of helping her out with that sort of thing.