Lobby: Thursday, All Day (Except Fifth Period): Cookie Table

[the_merriest]

Okay, so: she'd made several dozen cookies last night, and she had actually followed the recipes for once instead of just making things up as she went along. So they weren't, say, Surprise Cookies, but they should be edible, which ... surprise cookies sometimes weren't.

Rikku got a table and set out the cookies - some chocolate chip, some of the peanut butter kind with the fork-marks on top, and some oatmeal raisin - and pulled up a chair. And behind her, she hung the sign she had made.












See, this is why she put the note in the paper. Because she wasn't so great at signs.

She sat down and waited for people to come by. And take some cookies.


[so very, very open! harass Rikku, take some cookies, or both]

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[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter noticed the cookies and the note. He took his time reading it, then asked, "New form of therapy?"

[the_merriest]

"Hi!" Rikku waved. "Nah, just ... guilt? And missing the kids. And, uh, the rest of it." She gestured vaguely to the sign. "Man, that'd be a fun kind of therapy, though. You'd have cookies all the time."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Might not work if you were diabetic," Peter pointed out. He grinned. "Lucky for me I'm not. Can I take one even if I didn't have a kid this weekend?"

[the_merriest]

"Oooh, I didn't think about that. Diabetics. I guess they'll have to yell at me for skipping them?" Rikku considered. "Oh! And the cookies are for anyone, whether you had a kid or not or whether you're ticked about the reality thing or ... really. Have some cookies. I didn't add any weird ingredients this time, so they should be okay."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"What counts as weird for you?" Peter asked. "Because if you left out chocolate chips I'm gonna cry."

[the_merriest]

"Chocolate chips were totally in the recipe," Rikku grinned, holding out a plate. "Well, for the chocolate chip ones, anyway. I didn't, like, add them to the oatmeal raisin cookies. My style of cooking tends to be ... I get bored, and I just add things that seem like a good idea? Or that I have sitting there and I go, whoa, I don't remember the last time I even used caramel on something. Hey, I have paprika!"

She giggled. "Sometimes what you end up with gets pretty interesting."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette took a cookie, an oatmeal raisin cause she was thinking healthy today. Yeah.

"So, that's a big long sign." She said to Rikku - the whole ripped a hole in reality was really lost on her.

She tentatively took a bite and figured it was pretty good. She took a bigger bite and nodded.

[the_merriest]

"Hi, Annette!" Rikku nodded. "That's why I wanted to put the thing in the paper? If you saw it? 'Cause otherwise this would be even longer. And putting up a lot of these signs would have been a total pain."

She looked back at it again. "I think I'm not very good at signs."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter chuckled. "I'm not sure I could go for a paprika cookie. But I will take a chocolate chip. I could use the pick me up."

[the_merriest]

"Please do! Bad day?" she said sympathetically. "Uh, not to be nosy. And probably not so much day, since it just started and all. Are you okay, though?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She shook her head, "I didn't see the paper yesterday. I'll find a copy somewhere. I don't know anyone could bend reality." Of course, she didn't know she could become a track star in the space of an hour either. Bad that. Dick called her a crazy jackass. Hmmph.

Her cookie was now half gone. "I think it's a pretty good sign Rikku, I mean, you want people to see it, right? It's a real...people stopper." She nods, cause it got her attention for sure. But then so did the cookies.

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"I'll live," Peter said. He took a bite of cookie. He also chewed and swallowed before speaking again because he was polite like that. "Screwed up during an exercise in Superheroing. I'm hoping it's not a sign of how I'm going to do on the final."

[the_merriest]

"Oh! I can just explain instead." Rikku shrugged. "I didn't bend it, I broke a ... dimensional barrier wall-thing, I think. And that made other things bend. Like, the structural integrity of ... I'm not good with this. But that's why, like, the common room didn't have gravity for an hour or two. And it's fixed now and I'm sorry."

She smiled. "Thanks! I, uh. Wanted people to see it. And have some cookies."

[the_merriest]

"Oh! That's kinda nerve-wracking, yeah." Rikku nodded. "Can you talk to the professor? Maybe you're thinking it's a bigger thing than it is."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Annette seemed to think about that. Did she hear about that on the radio the other night or so? Could people actually go crazy at Fandom? Cause she might slowly be losing her mind. Maybe Dick was right. "That'd be kind of cool if you ask me, Rikku. Be like flying around in one of those rooms without...gravity. Totally cool. Unless you got like sick or something. Cause. Ew."

She picked out a another oatmeal rasin. "You make them yourself?"

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Hadn't thought about it," Peter admitted. "It's not the grade I'm worried about as much as it is what happens in real life? I don't want to try saving the world and fall down on the job, you know?"

[the_merriest]

"Oh, the no-gravity thing was awesome. But it was, like, a side effect of ... instability with the ... nope, I don't know the technical term. But wobbliness was kinda leaking out of the hole until someone sealed it, so ... seriously not good. And I shouldn't have done it anyway and I'm sorry and all that and, y'know. Cookies." She grinned. "Oh! Yes, I did, and I even stuck to the recipe for once. I hope they don't suck."

[the_merriest]

"Oh." Rikku paused for a second, then nodded. "You can save the world and still fail."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"I accept your apology for the not good leaking wobbliness even though I wasn't affected. I do wonder how it happens though. Just like tearing a hole in...the air or something? Ohh, no, pretty dang good cookie. I'm eating healthy today." She grinned and took bite from her second cookie.

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter chuckled. "Fail my class, save the world. Same it's not that easy. I can fail all my classes if that'd help anybody."

[the_merriest]

"Oh! Thank you! And no, I know how it happened. I was trying to, uh." Rikku blushed and lowered her voice. "Move someone from one dimension, to another. And instead it sucked me to some weird dimensional void, and I had to blow it up with white magic to get back? And then I panicked and, uh. Didn't tell anybody. Which is seriously bad."

She giggled. "I should have had, like, some kind of healthy alternative thing? But man, none of those are as good as cookies when you've had a crappy week."

[the_merriest]

Rikku smiled weakly. "I ... I didn't mean failing classes. I mean ... sometimes, even if you save the world, you still fall down on the job."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Really?" Peter asked. "How so? If you don't mind me asking."

[robotboyfetish.livejournal.com]

Cassie headtilted at the really long sign. "Hole in reality? Really?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette's brain might have been breaking. She latched on to the finer point, "Panicking is just not good. Should always tell someone when you panic."

She nodded, big time, "I hear you on that one. Crappy week. Crappy last night, Crappy crappy crappy." Annette shoved the rest of her cookie in her mouth, looking around for something to drink.