Fourth floor common room: Quite early Sunday morning

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Mice, as it turned out, weren't big on sleeping for long stretches at a time. This explained why Jack had squeezed under Cedric's door, exploring his way down the hallway, sniffing at each door until he ended up in the common room.

It took awhile, but he eventually managed to climb up onto the couch and scamper over to the remote control. //Okay, I can do this.//

Bouncing up and down on the power button eventually turned the TV on, and he used both paws to change the channel. He paused, twitching his whiskers, as the screen was suddenly filled with mice. Cute mice. //The Saviours, huh?//

Jack curled up on top of the remote to watch the story of two heroic mice, who obviously had a severe case of UST, nibbling on a bit of popcorn he'd found under one of the pillows.

[ooc: Open, of course!]

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Chuckling, Neil nodded.

"You're welcome." He responded. "Now, let me get started on some food for you. A mouse can not live on coffee alone." He insisted as he started up the skillet to fry some bacon.

"Are you normally a mouse?" He asked as he cooked.

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Muzzle dripping with coffee, Jack shook his head, absently grooming his whiskers. And started to twitch a little.

//Nope. Student.// He held his paws out flat together, trying to mime a book, then pointed his paw at Neil, head cocked in obvious question. //I'm Jack, not that you can understand me, Who are you?//

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Neil wasn't entirely certain what the paws gesture meant and what came immediately to mind was that the mouse was asking for some of his breakfast, which wasn't quite ready yet. However, there was a piece of toast with some jam on it so Neil broke off a piece and held it out towards the mouse.

The pointing paw and curious head tilt was a little easier to interpret and Neil offered his name along with the little bite of toast.

"Neil. I'm a junior, transfered in at Spring semester."

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Jack waved in a 'happy to meet you' gesture and gleefully accepted the toast, clutching it in his wee front paws and nibbling it delicately.

He was also getting jam all over himself, but he'd pretty much surrendered dignity for however long he was a mouse, so it didn't worry him.

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A mouse had to do what a mouse had to do.

"Uh...nice to meet you too." He offered in return before turning his attention back to finishing up the promised pancakes and bacon.

Breaking everything into mousesized pieces, Neil set the plate down near the bowl of coffee.

"Syrup?" He offered, cause you know a mouse can't have enough sugar!

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Mid-paw licking, Jack cocked his head, eyes going very wide as he looked at the plate. //Oh, I like you. And yes, please.// He nodded as well, so Neil would understand, and hopped onto the edge of the plate, nose twitching at the wonderful smells.

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"Yeah, pancakes just aren't pancakes without syrup, I totally agree." Neil said in a conversational tone.

Carefully pouring some syrup out onto a spoon, he doled it out across the pancake bits so that it didn't make the pancake or the mouse, a totally soggy syrupy mess.

"There we go!"

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Jack bounced happily and did the paw on heart thing again before tucking into breakfast.
He was trying to be delicate, but there's was only so much a mouse could do.

As soon as he tasted the bacon, attempts at delicacy were forgotten. Obviously bacon had been designed especially for mousie tastebuds, because it was the best thing Jack had ever tasted and he started gnawing on it with great enthusiasm.

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"You're welcome." He said once again in response to the paw on the heart and he leaned back to enjoy some coffee for himself as he watched the mouse dig into the breakfast he'd made. Neil's eyebrows arched upwards as he watched the mouse went after the bacon.

"I guess mice seriously like bacon." He said with a hint of awe in his tone.

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Piece of bacon clutched in his paws, Jack looked up and nodded vigorously. //It's incredible. I had no idea how good stuff could taste to a mouse.//

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"A...silver lining to things I suppose." Neil said, deciding that the vigerous head nod meant that bacon was definitely high on a mouse's approval list.

"Need anything else?"

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Jack shook his head and turned his attention back to the food, wondering if bacon could be made even better by dipping it in the syrup.

Only one way to find out!

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Neil chuckled and gave the mouse a gentle pet.

"Enjoy."