http://tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-09-13 07:22 am

Third floor common room [after classes]

Luke was in the common room surrounded by the ingredients to make sand cookies--and his cakensmoosher in case things got out of hand--frantically searching for the piece of flimsiplast that had the recipe on it.

He and Jo had a date to make cookies.

And Luke couldn't cook.

This shouldn't be a disaster. Really.

Artoo was in the corner with his video running. Artoo was an evil, evil droid.

Brightly Wound - Eisley

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2007-09-14 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
Sokka grinned. That was a quality joke right there. Too bad he couldn't save it and use it again.

"No, really. He said that if you're wandering around inside a superweapon without a map, you should stay away from the cell block, because otherwise you'll be screwed. And I should ask you about it sometime."

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2007-09-14 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
Sokka nodded. "You should have had a map," he offered. "Maybe with the not-tentacle-y trash compactors marked on it."

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2007-09-14 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
Sokka's grin faded and his expression softened. "So... you got out of there okay? Rescued your sister and everything?"

Rescuing sisters was Important.

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2007-09-14 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Sokka stared at him. "Why not? I mean, blowing it up was a GOOD thing, right?"