2nd Floor Common Room, Saturday Night

[fastestkidalive.livejournal.com]

Bart was making pie.

Why Bart was making pie might be a mystery unless you were the owner of a panduppy named Gulliver. But there he was. Whipping cream for the top of a pumpkin pie.

He might be going a little over board, but super speed made a person board easily and the different types of pie kept him busy. He missed his pie class.


[[OOC: Open, as common rooms are. Pies are moddable!]]

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[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack wandered in. Pie? Someone making pie? Hey, he had just the stomach to dispose of that.

[fastestkidalive.livejournal.com]

Bart didn't seem to stop whipping, but he did somehow wave. "Hi! Have pie!"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Pie is good. I try pie?"

[fastestkidalive.livejournal.com]

Bart paused, cocking his head to the side and picturing the new guy in a caveman outfit. "Yes?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack tried the pie. It was pie-ish. And pumpkinny! Mmmmm!

Jack would have said thanks, but that would have interfered with the food shoveling.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle might have been torn between her absolute fear reluctance to be outside alone after dark and her relatively depressed mood after seeing Jeff off earlier, so she compromised by taking her time up the stairs and down the hallway...which was definitely a pace that passing by a common room and pies could not possibly slip under her radar.

"Oooh," she backtracked, drifting in. "Pies."

[fastestkidalive.livejournal.com]

"Hi Turtle!" Bart waved like a spaz, mid-dough roll. "Want some?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle nodded. "Pie?" she said. "Would be very, very good right now; thanks, Bart."

[fastestkidalive.livejournal.com]

Bart smiled, pushing a pecan pie at her before continuing to work. "Why can't we have another pie class," He asked sulkily. "I liked that class!"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"I didn't take that one," Turtle admitted, taking the offered pie and, yes, considering eating the whole thing. It was pecan; that was, like, healthy and stuff, right? Nuts were good. "But they did do a lot of home ec stuff, so maybe next semester?"

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

"Hey Turtle!" Anemone grinned at the other girl as she started working on another pie. "Got any requests? You eat 'em, we bake 'em."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"I think I'm good," Turtle smiled a little at Anemone as she offered, and held up the whole pecan pie she was still working on finishing. "Thanks, though."

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

"No problem. I think we'll be giving them away for a week. At the rate Bart bakes, we'll have hundreds of pies by the end of the night. Tastiest invasion of Fandom ever, death by pie." Anemone waved one hand melodramatically. "I blame it on my partner-in-pie over there. His sweet-tooth might be even bigger than mine."

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi had been too restless to stay in her room. She thought about going to the gym to work off some energy, but halfway there, she decided that she didn't feel like working out either. She was headed back to the fourth floor when she caught the scent of pie. Poking her head into the common room, she asked, "Is someone baking?"

[fastestkidalive.livejournal.com]

Bart was!

From a small cloud of flour, caused by a certain speedster sneezing, Bart waved. "I am!"

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"What are you making? Can I help?" asked Hoshi.

[fastestkidalive.livejournal.com]

Oooo! A helper! Bart imagined having an entire HERD of helpers and making more pies than anyone and it would be AWESOME.

"Sure!"

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew grabbed a plate and walked up to his roomie. "Yes, please!"

[fastestkidalive.livejournal.com]

Bart giggled and put an entire cherry pie on the plate. "Hi, Andrew!"

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew's eyes went wide at the pie. "Whoa! I mean, I like pie, but I think this is bigger than me."

[fastestkidalive.livejournal.com]

"I made it for you!" Bart replied, grinning. There might be various other pies just laying around. He went a wee bit overboard baking.

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

The owner of said-panduppy eyed her baking partner with amusement as she started in on a strawberry margarita pie. "Bart, if you get whipped cream in my hair, I'll be forced to retaliate."

[fastestkidalive.livejournal.com]

Bart paused in the whipping, contemplating that. And then, after a second worth of thought, flicked some whipped cream at her. "WAR!"

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

There was a screech of indignation before Anemone scooped up some topping and lobbed it at him. "No fair, I'm not dressed for a pie fight!"

[fastestkidalive.livejournal.com]

Bart ducked, laughing and throwing more whipped cream at her. "Well you didn't dress right then!"