http://ihatedenmark.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] ihatedenmark.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-03-23 12:29 pm

Second floor common room, all Friday afternoon

The kitchenette counters in the common room were covered in all sorts of unusual things this afternoon: bowls, spoons, cheese graters, half a lobster, bits of lego. A cheery tuneless song with lyrics written entirely in gibberish came from behind the counter as someone rummaged through the fridge. Finally, the door shut, and a slightly deranged looking Hamlet stood up, wearing a quickly assembled version of the Swedish Chef's outfit.

As he continued singing and rummaging through the cupboards for things, he stood up a large sign against the counter:




Brunch cooked while you wait!
The chef will try his best to cook whatever you want!
Børk! Børk! Børk!



Moral of the day: don't eat strange cupcakes that are lying out in the open. They do weird things to your head.


[OOC: So very open.]

[identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com 2007-03-24 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Bork," Evie said, eyes wide, looking more than a little worried.

[identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com 2007-03-24 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Lemon and cream," Evie said reflexively, staring at the Russian dolls with the blocks in them. Then really wished she hadn't. "But you don't have to go to any trouble for me!"

[identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com 2007-03-24 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Bork bork?" Evei blinked, and took the tray. "I mean, thank you?" She bowed to Hamlet, not sure of the etiquette here. "Very... Russian."