Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Late Morning

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Yesterday's attempt seemed to be a success, so for the second day in a row, Anders is out here armed with all the necessary pancake-making paraphernalia. There's a fresh pot of coffee in the coffee maker and no shortage of sugar and cream (not to mention whipped cream, cinnamon, and chocolate syrup if you're so inclined). Cleanup is a pain, so there's a small stack of paper plates on the counter next to a box of plasticware. Plus hey, with Angel out of danger, there's cause for celebration here.

Hence the decision to attempt a small batch of chocolate chip pancakes.

He thinks he might be halfway decent at this breakfast thing after all.

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[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally takes a bite, and chews for a moment. "I might be convinced to share," she says.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders immediately takes a violent coughing fit over the stove.

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

Jerked out of her thoughts, Kara stares at Cally. Too shocked to come up with something appropriately snarky, she gives Cally a brief smile and says, "Not much for sharing," and takes a big gulp of coffee.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Are you sure? The chocolate chip pancakes are reaaaaally good," she says, not knowing what everyone could possibly be thinking.

Honest.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"That mean I get your seal of approval too, coach?" asks Anders, still red in the face from coughing.

Because he's desperate to change the subject now, see.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Definitely," Cally says, and gives him a slightly chocolatey kiss on the cheek. "Sealed with a kiss, even."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Best approval ever." Anders wipes the chocolate off his face with his thumb and then sticks the thumb in his mouth to lick it off. "You want more?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"You tryin' to make me fat?" Cally says with a wicked grin. "Cause I still ain't gettin' enough exercise, so extra pancakes is probably a bad idea."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Oh please, like you'll ever be fat." Anders rolls his eyes and pokes Cally in the stomach lightly. "If you're that worried about it, you should go jogging with me in the morning. 'sides, I've got like . . . a ton of batter left here. Maybe it'll keep overnight and I can use it tomorrow."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Maybe pancakes freeze well?" Cally scratches her chin. "Or we could, like, have pancakes later? I dunno."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I dunno about the frozen pancakes," Anders says, frowning. "But if we cover the bowl up real tight it'll probably still be good tomorrow. We should have something else for lunch and dinner. Too many pancakes, and my stomach's not gonna be happy."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, too much pancakes is definitely bad." Cally nods. "Soooo, what else we gonna do today?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Not a clue." Anders shuts off the stove, butters and syrups his own stack of pancakes, and wraps his arms around Cally again. "But I should probably go out and get us something for dinner, eventually. We're gonna get tired of sandwiches -- you up for Chinese? I could go out and get some."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, Chinese," Cally says. "I could defintely be up for that. Sesame Chicken. Totally."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Sounds good to me. I could go for some of that noodley stuff myself, and maybe some soup." Anders nods and kisses her on the nose. "You ask, I deliver. Literally, in this case, unless you wanna come with."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"I think I should go over some stuff for the sex cultures project, actually," Cally says. "Hooray for the mating of woodchucks, huh?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Oh frak, that project." Anders winces. "Yeah. We should work on that, and yay woodchucks. Think I should get enough food to tide us over for dinner too?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. We might have to hit the boks pretty hard." Cally taps a finger against her lips. "So... get dumplings, too."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Dumplings. Check." Anders nods. "How 'bout ice cream? I could totally go for some Creamsicles ice cream too. 's good study fuel."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"They sell ice cream at the Chinese place?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders rolls his eyes. "No, dork. I was gonna stop on the way back and get some."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Oh. I guess that works too," Cally says.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders kisses her on the nose. "Well, yeah. Goofball," he says just before wolfing down his pancakes in the kind of way that's guaranteed to net him a lecture for eating too fast. Again.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Was there, like, a race against stupid?" Cally shakes her head. "You're gonna choke one of these days, and I totally don't know the Heimlich."

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

Kara needs more coffee. Yes.