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."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Grindylows?" A sudden glint in Walter's eye should be enough to warn anyone at all acquainted with him. "Tell me more about grindylows. Were they large or small? And where was the tank?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

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

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi recognises yet another lost Saturday in the glint of Walter's eye.


Well, they're little fishy, froggy, people-ly things about yea big... They are also very ill-tempered little critters and their teeth are quite sharp, like a shark, but they're very small teeth, and I'd say they have the jaw strength of a cat... As for where the tank was it was in the Danger Room where we had detention... But they were Ms. Skeeter's so... I don't know where they'd be now... Why?" She almost didn't have to ask.

[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.

[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]

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.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

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

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I didn't think it would be very snazzy to just drop off the pies for Principal Smith. It's not a very flash thing to do." Walter was having fun with some new vocabulary he'd learned from Pip and the radio.

"So I wanted to do it with a little more style. But that means getting him out of his office for a while. Grindylows in the pool might do that, don't you think?"

[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?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"I did, they were really interesting," Alphonse answered. "Oh! You're that girl that everyone talks about, with that horse, aren't you?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi grinned, more at Walter's choice of words then anything. "I suppose it would if you have a co-conspiritor willing to jump into a Grindylow infested pool and make enough of a stink to draw him out... Yeah."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"People are talking about me?" says Pippi, "I didn't know I was so famous... Yes I do have a horse. He's in his room right now, but that's Mr Neilson over there eating one of your apples."

[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."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Mr Neilson stops eating one of Al's recently peeled apples long enough to doff his hat. Then goes back to eating.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Huh?" Alphonse abruptly turned around, spotting a monkey chomping down on his apples. "Ack! No! I need those!"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"You're right, but I have a different role for you, my favorite female co-conspirator. I need you to hold the golf cart up to the ceiling while Pip and I duct tape it in place." Walter hadn't asked Pip if he'd participate yet, he figured Pip still owed him for helping him get the cart into the office in the first place.

[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."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter watched the exchange and laughed, grabbing an apple out of the bag. "Here, let me give you a replacement." He spread a wire between finger and thumb and cleanly stripped the apple of its skin before tossing the nude fruit to his roommate.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse caught the apple, staring at it before he looked back up at Walter in awe.

"You sure are handy with those things."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"It doesn't matter that I didn't try to sign up for shop class." Said Pippi, "Because if you have anything at all to say about it, I will spend every single Saturday in the Danger Shop..."