First Floor Lobby [Saturday Afternoon]

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

Fraser's surprised the lobby is so quiet on a Saturday afternoon. Usually students are coming and going and, with the end of term so near, he'd thought the noise would be even moreso.

Everything is quiet.

This is either really good...or really bad.

[One adult here for all your weetiny fun needs.]

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

It's afternoon and Cameron was hungry as he forgot about lunch and someone had promised him more ice cream and cake and cupcakes and he hadn't gotten those. So he wandered back into the dorms and ran into the mountie.

Cameron stopped right in front of him and looked up at him. "Yo!"

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

Fraser looks down at the young child in front of him.

"Hello, young man. Did you wander away from your mother and/or father?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

No," he said, still gaping up at Fraser. "You're tall and red."

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"Thank you kindly," Fraser says because it seems like the thing to do. "What's your name, young one?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Cam Mitchell, but you can call me Camboy if you want just as long as you don't call me Cammie. My mom calls me that, but it's silly because I'm not young, I'm seven," he told Fraser seriously.

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"Cam Mitchell?" Fraser frowns and kneels so he's face to face with Cam. "Do you have an older brother that attends class here?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

That gets a giggle out of Cameron. "No! Don't be silly, consta- constip- Mountie. I go to class here. Your hat is cool."

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"Thank you. And you shouldn't lie to your elders, Mr. Mitchell. You're far too young to attend class here," Fraser points out.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron huffs and puffs up his chest. "I don't lie! You can't me a liar! I bet it was you who gave me detention for not doing anything!" He's really not looking happy.

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

Fraser quirks an eyebrow and frowns.

"I did no such thing. I gave no detention this week, Mr. Mitchell. There's no need to become angry. I'll help you find your parents."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"My parents are in Memphis and prof Tick gave me time out and I didn't do anything and now you're calling me a liar and the administation are all big meanies," he sniffed just a little.

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"Oh, please don't cry." Fraser flails a bit. "I'm sorry about calling you a liar, Mr. Mitchell. Can you forgive me?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron's still pouting, but there's no tears as he nods. "Yah huh, but can I get something to eat now?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

A wee little girl comes skipping into the lobby with a wee little monkey on her shoulder.

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"Um." Fraser reaches into his pocket and pulls out some crackers. "Will these suffice?"

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

Another little person. Fraser's beginning to wonder if there's a day camp that he doesn't know about.

"Hello. Are you lost?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron stares at the crackers with big wide eyes. That would be a no.

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"That's all I have, Mr. Mitchell. I am sorry."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

The little girl with the hair the color of a carrot stops and stands on one leg.

She gives Fraser an unnaturally large toothy grin.

"Nope! I know exactly where I am!" Her grin falters and she looks at the Mountie with solemn eyes. "Are you lost?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron pouts. "They promised me cake. I'm hungry."

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"I only have crackers," Fraser tries again. "I seem to be out of cake."

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"No, I'm not." Fraser kneels down to look at her. "You're awfully young to be in a high school."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron sulks some more. "Can I wear your hat then?"

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"Well." He really doesn't want this child to cry. "Of course."

He hands Cam his hat.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"You're awfully old to be in high school."