http://moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-09-30 06:41 pm
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5th floor common room, Saturday morning.

River was in a good mood. Berthold was hungry. This was the reason for a pancake experiment taking place in the kitchen, as River tried to teach herself to cook this particular dish. The monster sat at her feet covered in his blanket.
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[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-09-30 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Lyra smelled breakfast and wandered toward it. She didn't feel bad about prevailing upon whoever was making it; she'd made food the other morning. Wasn't her fault if only one person showed up.

"Oh, hullo. River, right?" Lyra asked.
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-09-30 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Nadia wandered by the fifth floor common room, in a restless manner. Seeing who was there, however, she decided to wander further on.

She was not up to dealing with River this morning.

Or with pancakes.

No, she didn't know why she wasn't up to pancakes, either, she just wasn't.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2006-09-30 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
River nodded. "Pancakes?" She offered.

It didn't look exactly like pancakes but the smell wasn't too bad.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2006-09-30 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
River didn't notice Nadia. Well, she tried making it look that way.

[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-09-30 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mmm, yes, please. They smell wonderful." Lyra moved over to the cupboards to find a plate.

"Oh, hullo, Berthold." Lyra smiled, and Pan scampered over and touched his nose to a tentacle.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2006-09-30 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
River heaped a pancake-smelling goo on to Lyra's plate, smiling happily.

Berthold wiggled the tentacle.

[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-09-30 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Lyra viewed the goo with a dubious eye, but seeing River's expectant look, she smiled weakly and took a bite. It tasted like pancakes, but had the consistancy of library paste.

"Mmmm, tastes good," Lyra said. "I think I'll just grab myself some milk to have it with."

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2006-09-30 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
River nodded happily. She put another helping on a plate and put it on the floor next to Berthold. The monster sniffed it, poked it with a tentacle and backed away.

River blinked. Berthold didn't like her pancakes.

[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-10-01 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Lyra, ostensibly looking for milk in the fridge, was watching this out of hte corner of her eye. She was glad she had a distraction; she didn't know what she'd say. 'I'm sorry your monster doesn't like your liquid breakfast?' 'No, no, if you can get past the texture, Berthold, they really do taste like pancakes?'

She sighed, grabbed the milk and closed the fridge.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2006-10-01 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
River gave Lyra a friendly although sad smile. At least she had tried, which was more than could be said about Bertie.

[identity profile] daemonridden.livejournal.com 2006-10-01 03:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Lyra smiled back and poured a bit of milk into the goo-filled bowl. She smooshed at around and took another bite. Added a little brown sugar, took another bite.

And smiled again. "You know, this is actually quite good. Like porridge, almost."

She leaned down and tipped a little into Bertie's bowl. "Try that, now."

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2006-10-01 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
That seemed to go down a bit better. Berthold slurped. Milk was good after all.
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