4th Floor Common Room, Afternoon

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John was being all industrious, having found his deep fryer, and was attempting to make funnel cakes. Elephant ears. Donuts.

And trying not to eat them all himself.

[open like a common room is]

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia followed her nose up the stairs after guitar class. "Wow, you have lots of fun toys, don't you."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Naaads! You just became my Chief Executive Assistant. Which means you get to dust stuff with the sugar and cinnimon," he said, pulling out another elephant ear.

[nadiathesaint]

". . . I get to eat the stuff too, right?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Yes. But only one out of every three or four, since I gotta eat 'em too." He grinned.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

After Tremble Foolish Mortals, Annette smelled something yummy wafting from the fourth floor common room and walked right on in, looking towards the kitchen area.

"I need a snack."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"This is the right place. Annette? Meet Nadia, my Chief Executive Sugarer."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She smiled, "Crafty title. I want a funnel cake. With powedered sugar. Please?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Can do. Nadia! To the Chief Executive Assistant Mobile, away!"

[nadiathesaint]

"Annette! Want to be my Chief Executive Assistant's Assistant?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She grinned wide, "I will Nadia! Just tell me what to do!"

[nadiathesaint]

"No idea. But having a title is almost never a bad thing."

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

He had a good morning with Pippi and was in the mood for some nice free food so Teddy went common room hunting.

Was that the smell of fried dough? Teddy was so there. He walked into the room, hand raised to wave at John before noticing Nadia.

Fuck.

Without a word he turned and headed for his room.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia muttered something rude under her breath. "It was a spell, Teddy!" she called after him. "And you shouldn't let me stop you from getting free donuts!"

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy paused briefly just outside the doorway but continued on his way. Spell of not, he wasn't feeling up to seeing her oh, say, ever.

[nadiathesaint]

That would be more rude muttering as Nadia went back to sprinkling sugar and such on the food.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Yo! Teds!" He sees him leave. He grabs a funnel cake out of his pile (NOT Nadia's) and tears off after him.

"Tedster!" he called. "Funnel cake?"

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy turned to give John a small tight smile. "No, I'm good. Not as hungry as I thought I was."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Well, then, save it for later," he said, thrusting it at him anyways. Full of sugar and fried dough and antiemoxidents.

[robotboyfetish.livejournal.com]

"Uh, hi Teddy," Cassie said.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Repressing a sigh, Teddy turned and waved awkwardly at Cassie. "Hey."

[robotboyfetish.livejournal.com]

"You... get my note?" she asked.

[robotboyfetish.livejournal.com]

Cassie wandered in. "Hi," she said.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Howdy! Line forms to the left," he joked.

[robotboyfetish.livejournal.com]

"Line for... oh, fryer," Cassie said. "You any good with that?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Not half bad. Elephant ears, funnel cakes, donuts, and whatever else I can think of tonight that's bread-y and fried."