ext_19147 ([identity profile] goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-12-05 05:05 pm

2nd Floor Common Room - Wednesday Evening

Meg? So not into the whole winter thing. She was a California girl after all. She did, however, like looking at snow and looking at snow made her want to do Christmas-y things. Which is why she was currently in the kitchen, making cookies. She had already made sugar cookies and was waiting for those to cool down so she could put icing on them. There was also a batch of peanut butter blossoms in the oven.

Her clothes were covered in flour and she was going to smell like peanut butter for the rest of the night but she was happy to be doing holiday stuff. Now if only buying gifts were as easy as baking.

[Ooooopen]

[identity profile] key-of-heart.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
While he was from a tropical island, Sora was all about the snow. He finally came inside after being out for hours in the fluffy white stuff and was instantly drawn to the smell of sweets in the common room.

"That smells great!" He smiled and brushed the snow out of his hair.

[identity profile] key-of-heart.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks!" Sora said, stealing a cookie and looked at hte icing for the sugar cookies. "Can I help?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
Dean had no classes today and had spent most of it lazing about in his room, but ventured out and ended up down a couple of floors where he found cookies and girlfriend. "Hey," he greeted Meg with a big grin. "Something smells good."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
"We'll have to see if we can order up a blizzard soon, then," Dean said. "I offer my services as taste tester."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
"I can be patient." Dean paused. "Least when there's cookies." He leaned in and sniffed her. "You smell good."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh definitely," Dean agreed, leaning in again and brushing her hair aside to nibble on her neck.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, my evil plan is working," Dean joked.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
"All the best evil plans work that way."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I keep it well hidden," Dean said. "You can get away with more that way."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
"You've got an evil twin already," Dean said with a smirk.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
Dean snickered. "Yeah. You don't shoot or exorcise first and ask questions later."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
"This? Is always an excellent quality in a girlfriend." He paused. "What is your stance on frying pans?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"See, that's a perfectly reasonable attitude," Dean said. "And you wouldn't concuss a guy just because he ate some bad cookies and thought he was a character in a musical would you?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Pictures are to be expected," Dean said. "And they don't leave me concussed."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think I can live with that."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-12-06 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh?" Dean looked intrigued. "What did you get me?"