Fourth floor common room, Sunday morningish

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude was exhausted. Weetinies were tiring.

But Jude was also hungry, and thus dragged himself down to the common room for the making of pancakes. Without sticks, in case there were more little children around.

. . . okay, maybe there were a couple with sticks.

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[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Sammy didn't brush his hair. He could just think about it and it would be normal again.

"But why?"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"'Cause I can just put my hat on and then I'm done. If I have to brush my hair, I have to find my comb and then a mirror and then by the time I'm done, I have no time to make pancakes for little dudes with wings."

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Sammy giggled. "You're silly!"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Silly?" Jude grinned. "Me? Nah, bro. I'm not silly."

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

"Can I wear the hat? Can I? Can I?" Sammy asked insistantly, doing an exicted loop above Jude's head.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

But the hat was the source of his power! "Uh, okay?" Jude said uncertainly.

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

The loops stopped as Sammy hovered expectantly in front of Jude, making grabby hands for the hat.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude pulled off his hat, which made parts of it stick up amusingly, and handed it over. "Careful with this, little dude. I don't have many of them."

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Sammy put the hat on and started zipping around happily and giggling. "Hat!"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude chuckled fondly, trying to smooth down his hair and hoping that certain bouncy blondes didn't choose that moment to wander in. "Looks good on you, little dude."

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

And that would be Sammy that was now wrapped around Jude's neck, hugging him happily. "I wanna a hat too someday."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Awwwwwww!

Jude hugged the wee angel back with one arm, the other making sure food didn't burn. "Y'know what, little dude? You can keep that one."

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

There was a high pitched happy squeal and another hug at that. "I like you!"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude laughed and cuddled him close. "Aww, I like you too, little bro."

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Sammy poked at Jude's crazy hair and decided that he deserved a present for the hat. Only fair. He ran his hand over Jude's head, smoothing it down to something that looked less like he stuck his finger in a light socket.

"You're my bestest friend now!"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude patted his hair. "Hey, thanks, dude!" Dude, he had wings. Angelic hairstyling was not so big of a surprise. "Ready for pancakes?"

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Sammy disentangled himself and bounced as he wait for the food. "Uh-huh!"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude slid two pancakes onto a plate and eyed the wings. "Syrup might not be the greatest idea, Sammy."

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Sammy looked like he might cry at that. "But why?"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

No! No weetiny crying! "You can have syrup if you're reeeeally careful, 'kay? You don't want to get it all over your wings and everything."

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

"I'll be careful! I pwomise!" Sammy bounced at the thought of sugar.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Okay, stay right there and don't touch the stove," Jude said, turning to rummage in the fridge for syrup.

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Which, of course, meant Sammy wanted to touch the stove. He poked at it a few times before putting his hand directly on the top next to the flames. Why wasn't he supposed to do this?

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude turned around and almost dropped the syrup, his eyes widening. "Sammy, no!" He quickly snatched the little angel away. "You'll burn yourself, bro, not cool!"

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

"Nuh-uh!" Sammy replied. "I can't get burned!" He cheerfully put his weetiny hand in the fire to show Jude.