Third floor common room [after classes]

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

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

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[isourking.livejournal.com]

Ron waved at the guy with funky hair. "Hi. I'm Ron. Are you from outer space too?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Nah, just another dimension," Sokka said, waving off the question. "Hey, this sucks. Where's the remote?"

While looking around, he actually managed to remember his mannners. "OH! Hi. I'm Sokka. Of the Water Tribe. You new here?"

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"Ron Weasley from England," Ron said tossing Sokka the remote. "What's a water tribe?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"It's the most awesome of the four nations," Sokka answered, as he started flipping through channnels. "Oh, DUDE! You're from England? Are you from ninteen-somethingteen, too? Do you know Evie?"

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"Evie?" Ron asked. "No. I'm from 1996 and Hogwarts. Maybe you've met Hermione? She's from the same school as me."