Third Floor Common Room - Sunday Morning

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

Chris woke up and decided he was hungry. Not wanting to wake Lana, he headed down the hall to the common room and poked around until he found everything he needed to make pancakes.

Knowing that food drew people about of the woodwork around here, he set about making a lot.



[Open, as common rooms are. Chris is *not* suddenly 20 years older, but he'll happily WTF at anyone who is :)]

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[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana made her way into the common room once she'd woken up enough. "Hey," she said. "Morning."

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"Pancakes?" Chris asked.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Any chance of chocolate chips in them?" she asked hopefully.

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

Yeah, twenty years in the future Dick was still not cooking for himself.

"Hey, guy." Dick said, shutting his cell phone closed when he walked into the room. "What are you making and are they for sharing?"

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"I think I can manage that," Chris said, finding a bag of chocolate chips and sprinkling some in the pan. "How are you feeling today?"

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

Chris looked up and stared. "Um, pancakes. And... I guess. Who are you?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Really good, actually," she said as if it surprised her a little. "And you?"

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"Great," he replied, flipping the pancake. "I didn't want to wake you though, so I came down here to cook."

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"I'm Dick." He tilted his head. This kid looked vaguely familiar. "...Chris?"

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"... yeah," Chris said, staring some more. The only Dick he knew was... "Dick Casablancas?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"I appreciate that," she said. "Even though I've slept more this week than I ever want to again, I still get tired easily."

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"Duh, of course it's me." he said. "What happened to you? Have you been getting Botox?"

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"That's because you were really sick, honey," he said, putting a plate with pancakes in front of her. "You just need to get your strength back."

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"Botox?" he repeated. "Uh, no. What happened to you? Last time I saw you, you were... younger?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

She nodded and curled her legs under her on the chair before taking a bite. "Have I told you yet that I really like it when you call me honey?"

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

He smiled. "I think you mentioned it."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Oh good. Because I do."

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"Good."

Pause.

"Honey."

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"Last time I saw you, you were older." Dick said. He looked at Chris carefully. Oh he so had some work done. "Really, really older."

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

Chris blinked. "How much older? And where was that?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

She smiled and dug into her pancakes.

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

Chris grinned and set about making himself some more pancakes.

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"Way older, dude. I don't know." Dick shrugged. "I saw you over the summer when we dragged the kids to go see Piper. How do you not remember that? I wish I could forget. You'd think after this long Piper would stop threatening to blow me up..."

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

... okay, this was definitely some bizarro Fandom weirdness.

But Chris couldn't stop asking questions. "Why would Piper want to blow you up?"

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"Oh I don't know, I think it has something to do with me being married to her best friend." he said sarcastically. The whole possibility of Fandom weirdness hasn't kicked in with him yet.