ext_31287 ([identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-04-16 12:02 pm

Third Floor Common Room -- Monday Morning

Sammy, Dawn and Jo all had class this morning, which left Dean more or less in charge of the entire tribe.

Having long ago learned the value of both television and food when looking after kids, Dean got them all down the hall to the common room and settled down in front of the tv watching cartoons as he cooked breakfast.

This was giving him deja vu to when he would do this for Sammy. Granted this was in bigger numbers, but it wasn't really that different.

[ooc: Open as common rooms are, there's probably enough food to feed people whose last name isn't Winchester too]

[identity profile] weetinygavins.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Etienne had woken up really early and had tried sneaking out of the room, but his possibly half-sister had woken up to and insisted on coming with him. So now two dark haired kids were on the search for coffee and food.

[identity profile] weetinygavins.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Giuliana entered the common room ahead of Etienne. "We hafta have coffee," she announced importantly to the room at large. "It's 'portant."

[identity profile] weechesters.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
John had been given the choice between hanging with his dad and all the other kids, or going to class with his mom and Uncle Sammy. Naturally he was here, since class was boring.

"I can help," John offered from down by his dad's elbow.

[identity profile] weechesters.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay," he said, then asked hopefully, "Something with knives, maybe?"

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[identity profile] buffzillas.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream!" Joy chanted, bouncing a little.

[identity profile] buffzillas.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Joy stopped bouncing and looked up at uncle Dean with huge eyes. "Why not?"

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[identity profile] weechesters.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 05:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Kelly could only be distracted by the TV for so long, so he wandered over to Dean and peered up at him. "What are you making?"

[identity profile] weechesters.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not really," he said, smirking. "But I will anyway. I don't know how to make milkshakes though."

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[identity profile] tinyevilparkers.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Mikey had wandered upstairs, Catie following him wearing some of Mom's shoes.

Clump clump clump

"She's gonna want those back," he told her.

[identity profile] weetinygavins.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hi," said Etienne cautiously to the new kids. "Are you here for coffee too?"

[identity profile] tinyevilparkers.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm allergic," Mikey said, shrugging, "But sure! This is my little sister. Sort of. Except I don't have one. I'm Michael."

[identity profile] tinyevilparkers.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Gots to find me first," Catie said, clomping around the couch.

[identity profile] tinyevilparkers.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Michael smirked, and shook his head. "She will. And then you'll get it."

[identity profile] tinyevilparkers.livejournal.com 2007-04-16 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Catie clomped over to Dean and smiled up at him. "Hi hi! Can I have a baking sheet? Pleeeeeeease?"

[identity profile] weespiderpunks.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Catie, hey!" May Anarchy called. "Did you find your mom?"

[identity profile] tinyevilparkers.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes! We found my mommy yesterday and gots ice cream and then my daddy came! And then we all went to Mommy's room and then we put popcorn in Mr. Blair's room with Tributary!" Catie started giggling, and clomp-clomped over to May. "See, I gots Mommy's shoes!"

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[identity profile] tinyevilparkers.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"You know my Mommy? Yay! My name's Catie!" She grinned up at him, bright and thrilled. "Yup yup. These are Jimmy Choooooo shooooooes!"

[identity profile] weespiderpunks.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
May Anarchy walked into the common room and said, "Okay, has anybody seen a little kid, six years old, plaid pants, mohawk, about yea high? He wasn't where I left him."

She was not panicking, and she was not telling her parents. She was, however, checking to make sure the hour timer on her watch was accurate at the soonest possible time. Or maybe she could blame the latest batch of web fluid. Yeah, that was the ticket.

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
Peter wandered out significantly later than morning, shh and saw May Anarchy. He supposed he should spend some time with his future child even if the whole thing freaked him out.

"Hi, May," he said. "So, how are things?"