5th Floor Common Room, Early Friday Afternoon

[girlsnamehere.livejournal.com]

JD was in the common room, making chocolate chip cookies. Or, rather, he would be making chocolate chip cookies if any of the cookies ever made it into the oven. Unfortunately, the batter seemed to be making a bit of a permenant pit stop in his mouth.

He was waving around a wooden spoon, covered in flour, singing "We're going to make a cake" in his best french accent as he worked on batch two of cookie dough. Maybe this time it would result in cookies.

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[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Mr. Neilson was off being mischievous and thus missed the Van to Teal Dear's first gig.

So he's bored.

Oh look! Cookie dough!

[girlsnamehere.livejournal.com]

JD stared at the monkey approaching his mixing bowl. Blinking several times, he rubbed his eyes.

"Oooh! Monkey!"

JD reached out to poke the monkey.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

The monkey is poked.

And pokes back.

[girlsnamehere.livejournal.com]

JD giggles. In a manly way.

"Hey! You're pretty cool. You want some cookie dough, widdle monkey?"

Dude! I think the monkey likes me. Awesome.

He offers out the wooden spoon, which contains some of the most recent batch.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Mr. Neilson loves him some cookie dough.

He takes the wooden spoon in his little monkey hands and starts eating the dough off of it.

[girlsnamehere.livejournal.com]

JD digs around and finds a spatula in his mess of cooking supplies and grabs himself a glob of the gooey goodness and sits next to the monkey, eating the dough. There had yet to be any cookies in the oven.

"So, Mr. Monkey. What do you think? Should we make cookies out of this or should we just keep eating the dough?"

JD snerked to himself.

Talking to a monkey. You're losing it bro.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Eep eep." Mr. Neilson eeps licking the spoon.

[girlsnamehere.livejournal.com]

JD nodded. "Yeah, I'm with you on that."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Eep eep?"

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

When looking for people, following noise normally seems to work pretty well. So when she hears singing from the common room, she's there to see what's going on.

She smirked a little at the abundance of flour. "Having fun there?"

[girlsnamehere.livejournal.com]

JD waves his spoon, flinging cookie dough in several directions.

"Heeeeelloooo there! I'm maaaaaking cooooookies. See, when I talk like this, it's like I'm talking from very far away, like on a mountain."

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac? Currently edging around JD and the flying not-yet-cookie in an attempt to reach the coffee and not get any guk in her hair.

She wasn't quite sure what he was talking about, so just frowned a little. "I haven't had anyone talk to me from a mountain recently, so I couldn't really tell you," she said, and shrugged.

[girlsnamehere.livejournal.com]

I am Mountain Man!

"You want some cookies?" JD glanced at the bowl of dough, which was not yet cookie. "Or, uh, some pre-cookies? They're in their primordial cookie form." He stuffed some in his mouth. "Stigmh verrfy tistmghy"

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Half masticated not-cookie. Ew. Mac wrinked her nose and shook her head. "No, thanks. Can't." She didn't even bother to explain the vegan thing. She did hold up the kettle with an offer of, "Coffee?"

[girlsnamehere.livejournal.com]

JD shrugged. More for me!

He eyes the coffee warily. "I'm really more of a caramel latte man, extra whipped cream." Rawr!.

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac pulled a face, "Don't you find that kinda sickly?" She then remembered she was talking to the boy eating copious amounts of raw cookie dough, and that was probably a stupid question.

[girlsnamehere.livejournal.com]

JD shrugged. "Why? Should I? I mean, its just coffee, milk and caramel. Delicious, sticky caramel."

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

"Yup, that's the stuff," Mac said as she set the kettle to boil. "I'll stick to just the caffeinated part, I think."