Third Floor Common Room, Sunday Brunch

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Dawn decided the time was right to attempt to make french toast. What could be better on Easter Sunday than brunch, right? So she'd handwavily bought some good bread, eggs, sugar, and vanilla, and was currently trying to figure out the right proportions of things. The griddle wasn't heating yet.

Being Dawn, in addition to syrup, she'd also bought strawberry jam, nutella, tobasco sauce, chocolate chips, walnuts, bananas, raspberry sauce, caramel, and peanut butter. There were also bacon and ham available if someone wanted to make them, and plenty of extra eggs and bread in case someone didn't want to go the french toast route.

She sipped at her pineapple juice and contemplated going to look up a recipe.

[ooc: Open like an open thing! Food is completely moddable.]

Comments

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"You're getting glasses and collecting donations for charity?" Dawn scratched her head.

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

Buffy sighed and resisted the urge to kick Dawn in the shin. "No."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Um..." Dawn thought and was very mature about not sticking her tongue out, "You're building a birdhouse?"

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

"Definitely not," Buffy said firmly. She started making herself another sandwich. "I don't think I'd be good at it."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Why not?" Dawn asked, then realized she already knew the answer. "Never mind. So, um, I give up."

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

Buffy grinned at her. "It's still a secret secret!" That totally wasn't a neener in her voice.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn kicked out, aiming towards Buffy's ankle.

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

Because she hadn't expected it, Dawn made contact before Buffy danced away, holding the peanut-butter-covered-knife up like a stake. "Hey!"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Oh my god, not the peanut butter!" Dawn shrieked, giggling, "Anything but that!"

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

"Totally the peanut butter! I'll get you, little girl, oh yes!" Buffy threatened in between giggles. She jabbed the knife playfully at Dawn, making there was no way she'd accidentally hurt her.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"EEEEEEE!" Dawn dodged out of the way, "I will never yield to you, when I have the power of the..." she grabbed an object at random, which happened to be an empty egg shell, "Shield of the egg!"

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

"Noes! Not the shield of the egg!" Buffy protested, snorting. "That's just not fair! You have to give me a fighting chance!"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

She thought about that. "No." Then she brandished the egg shell at Buffy.

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

Buffy jerked away from it, flailing with the knife, probably leaving lumps of peanut butter all over the place. "Mean!"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Little sister," Dawn corrected, scowling as a lump of peanut butter landed on her arm, "and watch it with that stuff!"

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

Buffy considered. "Mean little sister, then!" She waved the knife some more, just because.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn ducked down and covered her head with both arms. "Mean big sister! You...peanut butter flinger!"

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

Buffy gasped in mock outrage. "Oh my god, you take that back!"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"I won't!" Dawn declared, sticking her chin out, but, it should be noted, still holding on to the egg shell, "You flung peanut butter with...impunity! I could have been allergic and I'd be dead now and then you'd feel reeeeeeealllly guilty."

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

"Nu-uh!" Buffy protested, although of course she totally would've. "And I could be allergic to eggs! Um. Eggshells!"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Uh uh," Dawn argued, "I know you're not allergic to eggs, or egg shells!"

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

Buffy sulked, lowering her knife. "You have unfair advantage."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Yup," Dawn took a bite of banana.

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

"I'm soooo tempted to call your Buffy for all the dirt she has on you now," Buffy informed her as she walked up to her sandwich again.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"I'm soooo hiding my cell phone," Dawn replied, unable to imagine what Buffy talking to Buffy would do to her social life.