5th Floor Common Room [Evening]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

After stowing Jeremiah's tank and Xander's knapsack in 227, Bridge and Xander head off in search of spaghetti. Why didn't they just use the Synthetron? Well, spaghetti's like toast. It's more fun to make it yourself.

As luck would have it, the only Common Room kitchen currently stocked with any spaghetti noodles is the one on the fifth floor. So here they are. Making dinner.

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Dawn!" Bridge waves. "Xander and Aly," he points to the small people, "are helping me and Pippi make dinner."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Xander? Really?" Dawn squeed when she saw them, then offered, "Need another hand with dinner?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Really really," Bridge says. "We spent the morning watching cartoons. And another hand that doesn't need to be picked up to reach the pot would totally be welcome."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Giggling, Dawn headed over to the pots. "What do you need me to do?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Make sure the sauce doesn't burn?" Bridge asks. "Things are bound to get a bit chaotic with, well," he nods his head in the direction of the small people.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"I can do that," Dawn nodded and tied her hair back, then grabbed a spoon. "So, how long as this been going on?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Since this morning, I'm pretty sure," Bridge says. "I kinda fell asleep on the couch at Xander's, and then I woke up and he was all tiny."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"He's so cute!" Dawn squealed again.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Oh my god, I *know*," Bridge says, grinning widely. "Cute and a never-ending bundle of hyperness."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"How much sugar has he eaten?" Dawn asked.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Uhm," Bridge says. "We had cereal with marsmello- marshmellows- for breakfast. And there may have been chocolate milk at some point," he blushes. "I... kinda didn't have the heart to tell him no when he said that's what he wanted."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn hugged Bridge with one arm. "Yeah, I can see that. But don't let him into the twinkies or we'll have to peel him off the ceiling."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I am *so* glad that he didn't bring his phone with him," Bridge admits. Said phone also being the kind that dispenses Twinkies, after all.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"How come?" Dawn asked.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Cause I was the one who *built* his phone," Bridge explains. "And what *else* do you think I would make it dispense?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn just gave him a look.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"It was your idea in the first place!" Bridge flails.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"He was older and bigger then!" Dawn argued, "Twinkies are like heroin to little people like Xander!"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"He doesn't have the phone with him!" Bridge points out. "And he's staying here tonight!"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn grinned. "Awwwwwwwwwwww."