5th Floor Common Room, Sunday morning

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"I see you're still around," Bruce noted when he spotted Terry in the common room eating a donut from an assorted box. Terry didn't buy them. They just happened to be there.

"There's free food," Terry said with a shrug. "Lots of stuff going on. Why would I leave?" Also, no GCPD chasing him.

"Because a portal called you back?" Bruce offered. "Clearly that hasn't happened yet." He assumed it had to be irresistible to any kids, otherwise some of them would probably end up stuck in Fandom, either due to boredom back home or their parents refusing to let go.

"Yeah, sure," Terry said with a roll of his eyes. "By the way, can I get some more money? I know you have it."

"Now that you've found the free food? I don't think so," Bruce said. "But there's always the chance you can earn some babysitting."

"Do I really look like the kind of person you'd trust with kids?" Terry asked.

"No, but I'll be watching out, just in case," Bruce said, taking a seat on the couch and putting some cartoons on the TV in case some smaller children wandered in. He figured he kind of owed this kid some supervision since he kept finding Bruce on these weekends. "I'm still not paying you, though."

"You have terrible taste in TV shows," Terry noted before going back to focusing on his donut.

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6th Floor Kitchen [Sunday Evening]

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So, Charlotte and Henry showing up at Sookie's hotel room yesterday had been... a pleasant surprise. Eventually, of course, they'd wheedled Sookie into agreeing to bake some cookies.

Which meant traipsing back to the dorms for a bit, because a hotel room kitchenette wasn't quite enough space for this sort of thing- especially with two youngsters (and Bobby) underfoot.

"Chocolate chocolate chips!" Henry voiced his opinion of what should be made.

"With butterscotch," Charlotte added.

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