Third Floor Common Room, PIE!!! (6:00 pm)

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Students who saw this poster may have remembered to come by tonight to make pies for the principal. Half the pies will be eaten by the bakers.

Walter is in the common room with pie tins, premade crusts, a wide array of pie filling ingredients, both fresh and cheating with cans. He's in the middle of making real pie dough and doing a remarkable job of getting flour everywhere except on himself.

He waves cheerily to anyone who looks in and directs them to a couple of cookbooks sitting on the table next to a stack of glasses and an array of drinks that does not include any Wonka soda nor any root beer of any brand.

ETA: There is now a large box filled with Twinkies that just happened to each have a little sign that said "Vote for Victor" taped to them sitting near the baking ingredients.

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[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi enters the common room with a couple of cans containing what could be rhubarb pie filling; one of which is held by Mr. Neilson. It's hard to tell what they are cans of unless you can recognize a picture of rhubarb (http://www.mooseyscountrygarden.com/apple-tree-garden/rhubarb-leaf.jpg), the labels are in Swedish.

"Don't tell anybody I cheat at rhubarb pie sometimes." she says, placing them on the counter. Mr Neilson jumps off her shoulder and places his can on the counter as well.

There is still an ugly looking welt on her neck.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Miss Pippi Longstocking is cheating at rhubarb pie? I'm going to have to call Barbossa to make sure that gets on the radio." Walter flicked a fingertipful of flour at her and grinned before frowning.

"What happened to you?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Oh no! 'Jeff, God of Biscuits' will be angry with me!" says Pippi with mock horror.

"I assume you mean this?" she says pointing at the welt were her neck met her shoulder. (You know, that spot were you do the Vulcan Neck Pinch.)

"Detention happened to me." she said rolling her eyes. "It was very exciting. I also managed to grab some more pleasant souvenirs as well... How did the locker thing go?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Other than nearly dying of complete boredom? Dr. Eppes spent the whole bloody day staring at his chalkboard. We didn't even open the locker.

"What did that do you at detention?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi did her best not to laugh and didn't do particularly well at it as she worked at cracking eggs for Walter.

"As much as I would like to say 'some strapping young man', I was unfortunately bit by something Ms Skeeter called a 'grindylow' while harvesting a water plant called 'gillyweed' from a tank... Nothing to worry about, she said their bite is harmless and Maia gave me some cream to put on it so it don't itch."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Upon the demand request from Walter, Alphonse slipped in, spotting him and Pippi already working. "I'm here!" he announced.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Alphonse!" Walter greeted him effusively and waved him over to join them where they were making pie crusts. "There are apples on the table, grab a peeler and get working." He didn't point out that sitting right next to the apples were cans of apple pie filling, but Al was welcome to take the easy way out instead.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse joined them, eyeing the apple and the peeler blankly. "O-Okay," He took a hold of them, eventually figuring out its use. He did a sloppy job doing so, but attempted his best.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter nodded approvingly and passed Alphonse the cookbook open to a page about apple pie. "And apple just happens to be Smith's favorite flavor, so you'd better make two."

Seeing Alphonse's lack of familiarity with kitchen utensils, he pushed the can of apple filling toward him. "Try making one with that, but I think you'll see why the real thing is better."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

He looked back and forth between the half-peeled apple and the can before saying, "If the real thing is better, then I'll try it this way. It's going to be cut up anyway, right? So it probably doesn't matter how it looks."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Hi!" Said Pippi, "... Have we met yet? If we have, I'm very sorry... If not... I'm Pippi. Who are you?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"No, I don't think so," he replied. "I'm Alphonse. Walter's roomate."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Hi." she said leaning against the counter while mixing up dough in a bowl. "Did you enjoy your first week of classes?"

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor entered the common room, a large bag in his hand. When he saw everyone that was there, he gave a wave with his free hand, and a special smile at Walter. "Did I miss the fun?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter smiled warmly and shook his head. "No, not at all. Come in. Pull up a pie."

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Cool," he relplied, smirking. He set the bag on a table and took out a bag of pecans, a bottle of corn syrup, and a large box filled with Twinkies that just happened to each have a little sign that said "Vote for Victor" taped to them. "I figured a bribe is as good as anything when there's teenagers involved," he explained.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Mr Neilson looks intrigued by the twinkies.

"Oh no Mr Neilson!" chides Pippi, "You've had enough sweets for now... Besides. You can't vote for Victor, so leave those be!"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Food is never a bad idea," Walter agreed and came to look at Victor's choices. "Pecan pie? That's a good one. Can I get you anything?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse spotted Victor coming in and waved, "Oh, hi!"

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Alphonse!" Victor replied, waving back. "Having fun?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

He took a quick glance at the apples he was holding, which looked a bit deformed from the ameture peeling, and replied, "This is my first time trying to make something, actually. I hope this comes out okay..."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip wanders in, looking a little harried. "Hey, how's the pie thing going? Also, a very important question. Does anyone have a stereo I can borrow? It's, like, a matter of life and death."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I do. It's still in the box, but horrible fates will befall you if anything happens to it. Victor just gave it to me.

"What's going on with you and are you going to stick around long enough for me to get you into more trouble?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip bounces up and down on the balls of his feet. He looks a little nervous. He pats his pockets for a cigarette and comes up emtpy. "You are a godsend. I promise you, nothing bad will come of it. Nothing. I promised Maia I'd dance with her at the dance, but she wasn't able to come. So I'm dancing with her on the roof tonight. But now that I have found my stereo, yes. I am totally up for trouble. What's up?"

NFB

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter passes Pip a cigarette and his lighter and smirks.

"Principal Smith hasn't moved the golf cart out of his office. He asked me today if I could return it to its rightful place. I found myself wondering, 'What if its rightful place happens to be the ceiling over his desk?'"