Fourth floor common room, Sunday morning

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean was in the kitchen cooking up pancakes for Dawn. Making the batter had been relatively easy, but trying to come up with funny shapes was proving a little more difficult. He tried to do a car but it came out looking more like a deformed amoeba. He had better look with the teddy bear -- one large circle with two smaller ones for ears and that was the first one he presented to his girl friend, along with sides of bacon and eggs.

"This okay?" he asked, still in full grovelling mode.


[ooc: for Dawn but open for all your cr needs though can't promise breakfast will be included. ;)]

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Anytime," Dean said. "Depending on how things go, maybe I'll be cooking it for you tomorrow too."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn blushed and swung her head so she could hide behind her hair. "Maybe."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I'll work on my pancake shapes, just in case," he teased.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"I also like toast, if there's butter and jam," Dawn told him.