Abominable Snowfire, Wednesday evening

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

If the campfire in front of the Abominable Snowman cabin smelled better than all the others, there was a good reason.

Sokka had just come back from being out in the Preserve, and two fresh-caught rabbits were roasting slowly on a spit he had erected. He hummed to himself off-key and licked his lips as he waited for dinner to be ready.

And today he had had both the classes he had actually signed up for, too, and they were awesome. It was a good day.

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[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

Naminé was eyeing the spit nervously. "Did you kill those rabbits?" she asked. "That doesn't sound terribly nice."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka raised an eyebrow at Naminé. "Are they or are they not made of meat? If it bothers you that much, there are cold Pop-Tarts..."

[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

Naminé shrugged. "I suppose you're right. Just that ... bunnies. They're usually harmless and friendly. It seems like a shame."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka shrugged. "Meat is meat. These weren't anybody's pets, and they don't do radio. Besides" -- he took a deep breath -- "SMELL that. Mmmm!"

[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

"It does smell rather nice," she admitted. "I've never eaten rabbit. Is it good?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Just wait," Sokka answered with a smirk. "It's almost done."

[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

Naminé smiled. "Have you made enough to share, then? I'd be grateful. I am a bit hungry."

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

Evie had brought cookies. Because cookies didn't need refridgeration. And well, better Sokka hear it from her than from the Radio....

"Ooooo, what are you roasting, Sokka?" Evie plopped down next to him and handed over the tin. "Biscuit?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Yes, please!" Sokka said, and grabbed one, before he even realized who was offering them.

"EVIE!"

Sokka shoved the cookie in his mouth and hugged her.

"Fresh rabbit," he answered, when her question finally registered. "I didn't want the blackout to make dinner suck."

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

"Oooo, yummy!" Evie's eaten weirder. "You caught it yourself? Yay!" She snuggled into the hug a moment, then took a cookie to steady her nerves. "So what did you do today?"

Putting off the evil moment of revelation? Why yes. Shush.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Uh, aside from this?" Snugglehugs. Yaaay. Sokka's mind was working a little slow right now.

"Oh! I had two classes and they were both AWESOME! Ninja-ing and the How to Annoy Your Teachers one!" Sokka bounced a little.

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

"I saw you in there! But I was so worried at first, I almost didn't notice. I had to talk to Mr. Crichton about how the class was supposed to work." She bounced a little, then said proudly: "I-- am going to annoy Professor Deadpool!"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"WHAAAAAT?!?!?!"

Sokka damn near fell over.

"No! Trust me! You do NOT want to piss off Pajama Man!"

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

"But it's for the Annoying Teachers workshop," Evie said, disappointed. "And he keeps saying we mustn't date on the Radio! And Mr. Crichton said I could! And that I wouldn't get in trouble!"

[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

Naminé nodded her head slightly at the newcomer. She noticed the interactions between her and Sokka, wondering at the connection between the two. It seemed rather sweet.

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

Evie waved a little shyly at the new girl and said, "Hullo. I'm Evie Carnahan. Are you one of Sokka's cabin-mates?"

[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

"Hello! My name is Naminé, and yes. I'm over on the B-half and not A." She smiled. "He's very nice, he's been offering to help out those of us who are new. Which I am. Are you a friend of his?"

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

"I'm his girlfriend," Evie said, drawing herself up and looking proud, and shooting Sokka a look because they hadn't said it, but they definitely *were* dating. "Welcome to Fandom! And yes, isn't he? Where are you from, Namine'?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka turned bright red and smiled at Evie. Then he leaned over and gave her a quick peck on the cheek.

"I'm more than just nice, I'm AWESOME," he said, trying to regain his composure.

[halfshell-hero.livejournal.com]

Michelangelo smelled food.
Cooking food. Cooking meat. And it wasn't pizza, clearly, but pizza wasn't going to happen while the power was out, and that was sad.
So, there was a Mikey, scoping out the foodstuffs with a grin.
"Dude. They've still got their feet."

[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

"Michelangelo!" Naminé waved, smiling. "Sokka made dinner, would you care to join us?"

[halfshell-hero.livejournal.com]

Mikey smiled and waved right back.
"Hey there, Nami! Smells good!" He bounced on over to sit by her and grinned. "Are those, uh... bunnies? Really?"

[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

"I suppose so. It seems cruel to eat bunnies, but it's actually quite good." She handed him a bowl. "And there aren't many other options tonight, with the power off."

"So," she said, trying to keep her tone light, "How has your week been? Mine keeps getting more and more ... interesting."

[halfshell-hero.livejournal.com]

Mikey happily accepted the bowl and started practically snorting the contents back-- she was right, wee little smooshy squishy fluffy snuggly baby bunny rabbits made an awesome meal.
"Interesting how?" He quirked his head and blinked. "Mine's been totally radical so far. I met up with some pretty cool dudes and we redecorated the vice-principal's office. He's a pretty cool guy. His head's on fire. There were ponies. And kittens. And naked. And silly string. Almost totally in that order."

[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

Naminé stared for a few moments before she began laughing. "Are you serious?" She shook her head. "I don't think I can picture that. I wish I could have seen it. How does nudity fit in with ponies, kittens, and silly string?"

"I've met yet another person who doesn't know me, and someone who is friends with ... the person I spoke to when we first met." Her face fell. "I'm becoming less and less sure that I should be here, Michelangelo. I think it's dangerous."