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Second floor common room: Tuesday afternoon

Jack had made a ~~handwavy~~ trip into town for supplies this morning, which he'd laid out on the kitchen counter. Everything one might need to make Devil's Food Cake. And everything one might need to make another, in case the first one went horribly wrong.

Sam was going to successfully cook something today if it killed him.

Why cake? It seemed appropriate given it was Sam's birthday, and there were two small packages sitting on the counter next to one of the bowls, wrapped in shiny silver paper.

Now all he needed was a Sam.

[ooc: open of course, just with very minor OCD. First thread locked to Sam, thanks. Now with cake!! Come and celebrate Sam's birthday and the survival of the common room!]

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River had been for a walk into town, and was on her way back to her room, when she noticed cooking going on in the second floor common room. Yes, she did hope to get offered something to eat.

Jack was currently melting chocolate and brewing coffee, doing prep work before Sam arrived and the actual cake creating could start, and he looked up as River came in. "River, hey. Want coffee?" he offered, his happiness at seeing her just adding to the carefully subdued glee he was feeling. "Or there's cookies. Or both."

"Both?" River looked like she appreciated the offer. She reached up to give him a quick kiss, then frowned, tilting her head. "Sam's birthday? Didn't know." Her mind started working on what she could come up with in the way of presents.

"Both it is," he said, kissing her back. "And yup, Sam's birthday." He poured her a cup of coffee, pulled out the packet of cookies from J, GoB, and offered it to her.

River picked two cookies, then jumped up to sit on the worktop next to him. "Should find a present. And give her back her books." With the cookies in one hand she lifted the coffee cup in the other, sipping the coffee.

Jack slipped one arm around her waist, leaning against her while he kept an eye on the melting chocolate. He had his presents for Sam, but he was carefully not thinking about them; it was important that Sam be the first person to see them. "You have her books? Which ones?"

River slipped an arm around him. "On astrophysics. Borrowed them when I was six years old without asking. Appearantly I did not respect other people's property at that age." She did look just a little guilty.

"You stole Sam's physics books?" He wasn't sure whether to be horrified or amused. "Does she know you have them? Sam's a bit protective of anything to do with physics." To the point she'd tackled and hogtied him when he'd tried to wipe her whiteboards.

"...No." River looked a little worried. "Perhaps you could take them back. Without her noticing." River tried smiling very sweetly and innocently.

"Oh no, no no no," he laughed, and kissed her, because the sweet and innocent look was adorable. Jack highly doubted he'd be able to sneak books into Sam's room. He knew he didn't want to try. "Give them back, explain what happened, offer chocolate covered coffee beans in apology. You'll be fine."

The kiss was distracing. She made a mental note of chocolate covered coffee beans - or perhaps cookies - and nodded. Changing the subject, she said: "Met your visitor on Sunday."

He pulled away a little, mind blank because he didn't know how to react. "Oh."

Wishing she hadn't mentioned it, River tilted her head. "Got along fine. I demonstrated my fighting skills." She said it jokingly, trying to lighten up the mood.

"Okay." Jack took a deep breath and leaned against her again, relaxing. "As long as you got along okay," he said, feeling the same mix of confusion and something that might be affection the Captain always engendered. "And you demonstrated your fighting skills?"

River nodded. "He asked," she said, leaning against him and placing her chin on his shoulder. Under no circumstances was she going to tell Jack that she hadn't been able to read the Captain's mind, or how uneasy that had made her feel.

Jack was starting to grin. "He asked," he repeated. "And exactly how did you demonstrate your skills?"

River grinned back. "Didn't hurt him much," she said.

Jack laughed. He tipped his head back and laughed, pulling River into a hug. "Tell me what you did."

"Just made him loose his balance and fall." She tried the sweet and innocent look again, as it had proven successful earlier.

"Uh huh, you're sure that's all it was?" He nuzzled River's neck, pulling her closer, and thought hopeful thoughts at her.

"Because I flipped him over," River replied, exposing her neck for more nuzzling and wrapping a leg around him. "Missed the fight at graduation after all."

That amused him way too much, and he kissed the side of her neck, working his way down to her shoulder. "I love you for that, you have no idea." He was completely gleeful, because much as Jack did like the guy, and was grateful to him, his smugness deserved to be taken down a peg. "How did he react?"

"Hey Jack," Cassie said, wandering in. "I see the aliens didn't get ya."

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