Third Floor Common Room - Sunday Morning

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly had woken up very, very hungry.  And she didn't want to wake up Mommy.  That would be bad. 

So instead she was very, very sneaky - she was going to be a spy after all and Daddy said she could be pretty too! - and crept out of the room until she found one of the big rooms with food in there.   She was awfully disappointed not to see Bridge making 'paghetti this time or Auntie Parkie with food though.

But there was food in the cupboards.  She knew it.  And that was why there was a weetiny blond girl carefully scaling the counter to get to the top cupboards where she just knew the good food was kept.


[OOC: Open, of course!]

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[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"That is a good plan," Molly said, nodding with approval.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Have you ever poked bad guys?" Aly asked, spooning far too much ice cream into her mouth.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"Be careful or you'll get brain freeze," Molly said absently and took a normal sized bite to demonstrate, letting it melt in her mouth before answering Aly's question. "I haven't ever poked a bad guy, but I've hit quite a few with my fists."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"I like hitting them with my fists too. Or kicking 'em." Aly said. She took a much smaller bite this time. And then decided just to make ice cream soup.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly chuckled. "Kicking them works too. You just have to make sure you do it right or you'll break your toes."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"I know how! I was shown!" She jumped up and kicked the counter. "See?"

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"That was excellent!" Molly said. "I'm glad you know how already."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly nodded. "My Daddy showed me how."