3rd Floor Common Room, 6/6, Late Tuesday Afternoon

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Tempe entered the common room, bag of groceries in hand. She set them down on the counter, and went to flick on the TV.

Nothing really interesting was on, so she turned it to the music channel. She'd never heard of any of the artists who were being played, but she figured it would be good background noise.

Going back to her groceries, she unpacked the bags, and got out a mixing bowl and spoon from the cupboard.

She set to work making cookies. Lots of cookies. Of all kinds.

[OOC: Open! Come in and help, come in and chat, come in and eat cookies, or just come in and ignore Tempe altogether. Cookie-types are completely moddable.]

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Peter smiled back at the girl. "We've not, I'm sure. I'm Peter Pevensie. And with greetings like biscuits, I can honestly say it's lovely to meet you."

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"Very nice to meet you as well, Peter," Tempe said, grinning once again.

Then she giggled. "I think I may have found the key to making friends around here."

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"Every time I've seen food come out, a crowd has formed around it." He looked around. "I doubt you'll have any left before the night's out." He snagged a cookie off the platter and tried it. "These are very good! What kind are they?"

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Tempe looked at the cookie he was eating, trying to remember which kind it was. "Um, I think that one's peanut butter chocolate chip. But there are plenty of other kinds as well," she said, as she indicated the gingerbread, snickerdoodle, chocolate chip, and oatmeal raisin ones occupying that particular plate.

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"Have you been baking all day then?" Peter asked, looking at the multitudes of cookies. "I'm not sure I've ever seen so many kinds of biscuits outside of a bakery."

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"For the last couple of hours, at least," Tempe said, also eying the number of cookies she'd made. "They baked really quickly, actually. Much faster than I would've thought. Maybe it's something about the ovens."

She munched on a gingerbread cookie.

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"I have nothing but joy for Fandom on days like these," Peter said with a wink. "So, tell me, Lady. Are you part of our group of new students or have you been here the whole time?"

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Tempe grinned. "I'm a new student. What about you?"

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"Same here. Though I suppose it's been almost a month since we all arrived. Time seems to fly sometimes," Peter said, slightly pensively. Brightening up, he asked, "so, seen any Fandom oddities yet?"

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"Nope! Not quite yet. Unless you count the coffee pond that everyone was talking about yesterday. But I didn't actually see that, so that probably doesn't count."

"Also, I got attacked by a bucket of glitter a couple of weeks ago. That was a pretty odd experience. Still got the glitter marks to prove it." She pointed to her hair, glitter still sparkling within it.

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"You didn't get involved in any of the pranks at the cabins then," Peter replied with a grin. "I saw some of the coffee that was taken out of the pond. It looked pretty good."

He looked at the glitter in her hair. "Very pretty. You couldn't have been upset at the glitter attack, I hope?"

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"Nah, I missed out on that. Seemed a bit juvenile though. Exploding cheesecakes, underwear up the flagpole, and the like," Tempe replied. "Not that I didn't laugh about it at the time."

"Yeah, I heard good things about that coffee. Something about chocolate fish."

Tempe blushed, and smiled shyly. "Thanks. It looks okay now, but back when it happened, I was covered head to toe in glitter. Everywhere I went, I ended up leaving a fine dusting of glitter."

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"Laughing was all we hoped for in the midst of our juvenalia," Peter replied with a grin. He bowed slightly. "Cabin Stickbug at your service."

"That must have been a fun few days. Though I suppose if you'd gotten lost in the woods, you wouldn't need breadcrumbs to find your way home."

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"Ah! So you're a Stickbug. I'll keep that in mind," Tempe said grinning.

"Oh yes, very fun. I don't think the people I hung around with appreciated it too much," Tempe said, thinking of Sawyer's now permanently glittered sheets.

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Peter laughed. "Don't worry, Lady. We don't prank the unsuspecting."

"It would depend on the person, I suppose," Peter said. "And last week was warm enough that swimming could have occurred if the glitter was an issue."

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Tempe smiled shyly at that. "I appreciate that. It's good to know that there are still some decent people around."

"That's true," Tempe said. "I really wish I'd thought of that last week. I'll have to remember that if it becomes an issue again."

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"More than a few here, I've found," Peter said seriously. "Most here treat their duty with respect."

"If a glitter monster attacks you, come find me, and I'll remind you," Peter said, grinning now. "Though I can't swear on my honour that I won't laugh first."

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"True," Tempe replied. "But some obliterate that respect like a man-eating bear on a sugar-high." It was possible she'd eaten too many cookies.

"You get free rein to laugh if it happens again," Tempe replied. "But I think next time I'll wear a hazmat suit. Because, inside a container, glitter is certainly a hazardous material."

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"Your analogy power is strong," Peter commented as he tried not to laugh. He grew more serious as he asked, "has someone been rude to you or insulted you in any way?"

"Hazmat suit? I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with the term."

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Tempe looked at Peter quite seriously, and said, "Yes, actually. It was on the first day of school, too. I'm told it wasn't the type of thing that usually happens here, and not to judge everyone by that one example, but it wasn't a very nice welcome."

Sure, she'd tried to forget about Bel's rudeness, but it still cut deep.

"It's a suit that one wears when handling hazardous materials, such as unidentified chemicals, and highly infectious micro-organisms."