fandomhighdorms | 3rd Floor Common Room - 6PM Fandom Time

At promply 6:00, Victor can be heard running up and down the stairs yelling "FREE FOOD! 3RD FLOOR!" Any who decides to investigate will find several tables full of various foods set up in the third floor common room. A delicious combination of smells wafts from the display, and several students are standing and waiting to serve you. The entrees are:

Table 1: Sweedish Meatballs, Various Pickled Herrings, and Pancakes

Table 2: Homemade Spaghetti with Garlic Bread

Table 3: Coq au vin (Basically rooster stew cooked with red wine)

Table 4: Cock and Bull Stew (Chicken, beef cubes, tomatoes, potatoes, spices)

Table 5: Warm Apple Pie (Whipped Cream optional)

Table 6: Rice Balls and Sushi, courtesy of Sakura! Yum!

There are a couple of unfolded tables just in case someone decides to add something to the buffet. There is also a table filled with disposable plates, cups, bowls, and utensils, as well as napkins. In the corner are a variety of bottled juices and sodas in an ice chest.

And, as promised, there are Twinkies. Boxes and boxes of Twinkies.

So what are you waiting for? Dig in! Mingle! Celebrate diversity!

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"They're cream-filled cake," Victor explained, handing one to Alphonse. "Remember those cookies you were eating last week? The ones with vanilla creme? Kinda like that, but squishier."

Alphonse stared at the Twinkie for a moment before finally deciding to actually try it. He broke a piece off and tried it. "Ohh, it is like a cake," he made a goofy grin, proceeding to finish it off. But he wasn't gonna try to scarf down ten at once.

"Oh no. He likes it!" Walter grimaced and turned away. "Tsk."

"Personal preference," Alphonse nodded, waving the Twinkie in front of him. "It's not that bad."

"Yeah, Walter," Victor joined in. "Succumb to the power of the Twinkies!"

"I've tried them. They don't do anything for me except make me want to find something better to eat." ~~As Walter's mun tries and fails not to think of a variety of very, very, very naughty things to add there.~~

~~Hush, you! ;)~~

"I burned one of those in class. Do you know how much lighter fluid it takes to send it up in flames? An unnatural amount, let me tell you."

"... Cake isn't exactly flammable, Walter. ~~Unless you drown it in alcohol, first.~~"

"Says the guy who can't cook." Walter wrinkled his nose and took a bite of coq au vin.

Alphonse made a cross face, sticking out his tounge. "Just 'cause I can't cook doesn't mean I don't know what's burnable. It's all about knowing the composition of things."

"Trust me - you only think you know the composition of those things." Walter held up a box and turned the ingredients list around for him to see.

Alphonse skimmed over the list, making a face. "... Okay, so these do have a lot more things thrown into them than necessary, but," he shook a finger. "Doesn't make it any less good."

"If you say so," Walter said extremely dubiously. "I think I'll settle for the real thing, instead."

3rd Floor Common Room - 6PM Fandom Time - PARTY!!!

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