likethegun: (i'm smiling to the left)
likethegun ([personal profile] likethegun) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-07-02 12:38 pm

Third Floor Common Room - Sunday Morning

After dealing with monsters and ghosts the night before, Sam had almost forgotten about his promise to Dean to help him with brunch in the morning. They'd made a run into town for more eggs, and some bacon, and Dean was busy fixing the real food while Sam made toast. It was a much safer operation that way, really.

[OOC: Open to anyone who wants free food!]

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-07-02 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Dawn also looked up at the ceiling. "Maybe we need to be outside?"

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-07-02 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"It might have landed on the roof," Peter said. "Which is fine. If this is the best day ever, then it's all downhill from here and I'm only sixteen. I'd rather not reach my peak yet."

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-07-02 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's a good point," she said, "but maybe the days would start competing to see who could give you the best day ever, and so by stopping it in its tracks, you're really stopping an upward spiral that could last the rest of your life."

Dawn was impressed and amused by her own lack of logic.

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-07-02 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Trust me, my luck would never allow that," Peter said. "As it is, I'm kind of expecting my room to blow up, or some jerk to walk up and punch me for no reason or something."

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-07-02 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Does that happen a lot? And I could punch you, if it would make you feel better." She offered.

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-07-02 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, no, usually when I get punched it's because I punched the other guy first," Peter said. "Superhero and all. And strangely enough, I think that would make me feel better. Punch away."

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-07-02 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Dawn made a fist, making sure her thumb wasn't tucked inside, and threw a punch into Peter's abdomen. "There. How's that? No more impending doom?"

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-07-02 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Peter didn't really feel the punch, but put an arm around his stomach for appearances. "I think it's at least a bit less impending now," he said. "So it's an improvement. Thanks."

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-07-02 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Glad I could help," Dawn smiled at him.