Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

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Yup, it's Sunday morning, and once again Anders has a fresh pot of coffee brewing and is busy making pancakes for himself, Cally, and anyone else who wants to wander in. It's getting to be a little bit of an obsession with him lately, now that he's figured out he's pretty decent at it. The TV is on in the background and running ESPNews, and he's humming the USC fight song to himself. Not that he consciously recognizes it for what it is. He just thinks it's oddly catchy.

There is definitely, he thinks as he lavishly butters up a stack of pancakes, going to have to be a trip to the gym in order today.

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[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse nodded, proceeding to do just that. Mmm, pancakes. He hadn't had these in a long time. "Most of the school went off on that trip to England, so the unthinkable 'absolutely nothing' happened here. Though Angel got poisoned by something and was on the verge of dying, so... A lot of us helped out with that. It was pretty hectic."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Oh my god," Ivanova's brow furrowed, concerned. "Is he okay? What happened?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"I don't know how he got poisoned, but I think he's doing better now. The last time I saw him he was in pretty bad shape, but since then they were working on an antidote in the clinic. I only saw him once, so I'm a bit fuzzy on the details," Alphonse looked down guiltily. "I wanted to go see him since then, but I couldn't really muster up the guts to. I don't know why, but it was just that really anxious feeling that kept me from doing so."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova reached over and patted his hand with a small smile. "I completely understand." She took another long sip of coffee. "Mmm, coffee. I had it on the station, but it just didn't seem to taste as good."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"I'm okay now though, I was just a little afraid," he assured, poking his fork into his pancakes. "Y'know, I haven't had any since the last time I saw you. Maybe I should fix that problem right now."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"I didn't get you hooked?" Ivanova smirked. "I'll have to try harder." She finished her cup and stood up, moving back towards the stove to fill up her cup, pouring one for Alphonse as well and plopping it down in front of him. "Join the caffienated side."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"I'd be lying if I said I never woke up wishing for some, however," Alphonse grinned, grabbing the cup she set down for him. "I'd probably break the coffee machine trying to make some," he laughed. "But hey, you're getting there."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"I will instruct you in the ways of the mysterious coffeemaker," Ivanova said with a wry little grin. "Besides, there's always the Perk in town for a quick fix."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"There is?" Alphonse looked up blankly, then facepalmed. "Jeez, I really do need to get out more. And no matter how many times I tell myself that, I still don't."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"I never did, either. Next time I'm going out - to Caritas, to run errands, anything - I am stopping by your room and dragging you with me. It's the only way." She took a sip of her coffee and smirked. "How do you feel about karaoke?"

[[It's food o'clock, back in a bit.]]

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Karaoke? I've never tried singing before, actually," he admitted. "I've got no idea how well I sing, either. But it can't hurt to try, I've heard it's loads of fun."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"It wasn't too bad," Ivanova grinned. "But the first time I was more than a little tipsy, and the second and final time it was all Dor - Tonks' fault, so I don't remember much of the actual singing."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse snickered. "Well then, I'll make sure you don't have too much to drink before hand." He stuffed the last of his pancakes in his mouth. "And I think we need to make Anders cook for us more often."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"I concur," Ivanova concurred, folding a pancake into one single bite-sized ball, speared on her fork. She dipped it in a puddle of syrup, considered it for a moment, and stuffed the entire thing into her mouth in one supremely un-ladylike gesture.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse arched his brows, more surprised she was able to stuff the entire thing in her mouth instead of the fact that she did it. At the same time he couldn't blame her, 'cause he was pretty hungry himself. "Mm, well I'm glad this week is done and over with."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova swallowed - without gagging! - and smacked her lips a couple of times. "Once again, I concur," she said. "I'm actually looking forward to classes. And working at Wonka's." And the Tonks-snogging, but that went without saying. She grabbed her plate and cup and moved over to the sink, rinsing them off. "I'm done."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Yep, same here," he followed Ivanova's actions behind her. "Next time we go on a break? I'm going on one of those trips. It's far too uneventful around here when nobody's around."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Hey, you can always tag along with me," Ivanova said with a smile. "Speaking of, present time?" She took a step towards the door.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse nodded, making his way out the door as well. "Sure."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova nodded a goodbye to the Anders and lead the way towards her room (http://suzotchka.livejournal.com/9458.html).