4th floor common room, Sunday noonish

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"I learned my passion at the good old-fashioned school of lover boy . . ."

Jude was rocking out as he flipped pancakes in the common room, occasionally halting to belt a solo into his spatula or air guitar along with the music.

The pancakes are on sticks and Jude's on Queen. All are welcome.

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[joxertehmighty.livejournal.com]

Joxer hopped into the common room with a clatter.

"What's goin' on?"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude waved with his spatula from where he was balancing on his non-injured leg. "Pancakes, bro. Want one?"

[joxertehmighty.livejournal.com]

"Any possibility of a real cake?" Joxer asked.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude shrugged. "Nah, bro, sorry."

[joxertehmighty.livejournal.com]

"Then I'll take a pan one," Joxer said with a nod. "Thank you."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Morning, Jude," Peter said with a grin as he followed his nose into the Common Room. "How do you do?"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

With a practised flick of his wrist, Jude flipped the pancake in the pan - avoiding poking himself in the eye with the stick - and slid it out, handing it to Joxer. "Syrup and butter for dipping," he said, gesturing to the bowls of each out of splatter range.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Mornin', bro," Jude greeted him mellowly. "I'm pretty sweet right now. Pancake? On a stick?"

[joxertehmighty.livejournal.com]

"It's on a stick," Joxer said. "Why is it on a stick?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

He'd been up most of the night with a headache and had finally managed to catch a few hours' shuteye between about 6 AM and a few minutes ago, so a groggy, incoherent, and irritable Conner shuffled up one flight of stairs and into the common room.

"There's . . . pancakes," he said blearily. "Why are there sticks in the pancakes?"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"'Cause all food is better when on a stick," Jude explained.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"'Cause it's better. And eliminates the need for plates and forks and having to wash them." Jude held one out. "Pancake?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Eliminating the dishwashing process? I can so get behind that. Sure." Conner took the pancake, looked at it oddly for a moment, then shrugged and took a bite. It looked a little weird, but . . . "And whaddya know. It's a pancake. Thanks, dude."

[joxertehmighty.livejournal.com]

"You're right," Joxer said. He took a big bite of the pancake. "And it is better."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"My pleasure, bro," Jude said with a mellow smile, flashing him a thumbs-up. "There's syrup and butter for dipping."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Told ya," Jude chuckled.

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Thank you!" Peter said happily. "Mind if I make some tea? Would you like some?"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"I could totally be up for tea," Jude agreed, flipping a pancake before handing it over. "There's syrup and stuff, too."

[justmisplaced.livejournal.com]

Shawn flopped bonelessly onto a sofa the moment he got into the common room. Really it's his own fault for dragging his injured self up a whole flight of stairs just because he could smell cooking. It took a surprising amount of effort.

"Morning," he said in greeting to the room in general as he set his crutches out the way down the side of the sofa.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Morning," Jude saluted with his spatula. "How's it hangin'?"

[joxertehmighty.livejournal.com]

"Yes you did," Joxer said. "So maybe that makes you a prophet."

He scratched his chin, thinking.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Cool." Jude kinda liked that idea.

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Brilliant." Peter accepted the pancake with a grin and took a bite before heading over to start boiling water for tea. "Your pancakes win all."

[justmisplaced.livejournal.com]

"Not so bad. Loving this whole lazy Sunday morning thing," Shawn replied with a grin at Jude. "What'cha making up here today?"

[joxertehmighty.livejournal.com]

"Would you object to be made into a fortune cookie?"