Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

[dollpocalypse]

Now, Topher could tell that there was some kind of activity going on outside. It looked like a fair or a carnival, but either way it didn't really hold much appeal to him, and besides that he didn't think his parents were around to buy him a ticket. So he wasn't going to bother with it.

Instead he went to the kitchen, and with his trusty goggles on, he climbed onto a chair and began assembling a sandwich. What he really wanted was pancakes, but he had no idea how to make those. A sandwich, though, he could do, even if the cheese-to-turkey ratio was turning out awfully high and about sixty percent of the lettuce (because all sandwiches had to have lettuce even if it was gross, right?) was ending up on the floor. He figured there was probably a housekeeper here like at home who could take care of that.

Once he was done, he got a chocolate milk carton out of the fridge and settled at the table to eat his breakfast. Maybe he'd be the only one here. He'd like that.

2nd Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

So, Homecoming had been nice. Know what hadn't been nice? Your girlfriend suddenly being a five year old. That was not nice at all.

Though, at least Tony was old enough to know that cooties were not in fact a real thing. And wasn't calling Rhodey to giggle over the phone at him.

But he was in the common room making coffee. And frozen waffles for any kids who wandered in there. He wasn't much of a cook, so this was the best people could hope for, okay? It was this or ordering pizza and letting people go to town for breakfast.

Though that was sounding like a better and better idea now...

[Open, of course!]

Fourth Floor Common Room [Saturday evening]

[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

Olive had come back from the carnival and wasn't tired at all. In case you were wondering. But what she was in the mood for? A fort.

It only took a little bit of work -- she pulled the blanket off the really, really big bed she'd woken up in (she told her parents she was ready for a big-big kid bed!) and set to work in the common room, shoving chairs around to drape the blanket over.

Mid-construction, she shoved her cereal from earlier inside the fort. She'd need snacks when she was all done with her fort, obviously. She'd also brought out her puppy (PUPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) from her room, and Ally was watching the process intently, occasionally swatting down the blanket so Olive had to start over. She was helping.

[open for fort construction or if you'd like to come enjoy it!]