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.

[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."

[nadiathesaint]

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

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

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

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

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

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

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

[nadiathesaint]

"That would give you two or three times the number that I get," Nadia pointed out, getting the sugar and cinnamon ready. "That isn't really fair, is it?"

[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!"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"It's totally fair, since I'm sure other people are gonna wanna eat 'em too. Unless you want 'em eating out of your pile?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

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

[nadiathesaint]

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

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"She just made me her assistants assistant (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/1051210.html?thread=86456650#t86456650)!"

[nadiathesaint]

"Never do that again, John,"

[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.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Definitely and since I will probably never have another one? I'll take it. So, do I get to sprinkle stuff? I'm good at sprinkling stuff."

[nadiathesaint]

"Here's an idea, and yes, I know it's radical, but it just might work: make three piles. Mine, yours, and other people's."

[nadiathesaint]

"Sprinkle away."

[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?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"I'll remember htat, next time you want a ride on my gokart," he teased.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette did just that, or at least sprinkle what she could get away with sprinkling. She might have tested a bunch too.