Third Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

[raspberryturk]

The order of the evening was bacon, mushroom, and class-assignment eggbaby omelets.

Reno was making them in the third-floor common room. He figured, the farther down the floors he went, the better a chance he had of letting the smell waft up to floors higher up to make eggbaby parents regret not eating their assignments, too.

There was really only one eggbaby going into the omelet, of course, because letting everyone else run around like idiots taking care of chicken eggs was too damn amusing to interrupt, but he had brought along another couple dozen actual eggs, and there was plenty of late-night omelet to go around.

All things considered, children happened to taste pretty good.

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[isourking.livejournal.com]

"Is that our young one?" Ron asked as he entered the CR and saw Reno. "If so I'd like it with ham and cheese please. Chop. Chop."

[raspberryturk]

Reno raised an eyebrow and looked over his shoulder at Ron.

"Chop chop?" He made a bit of a snorting sound. "You kidding me? Make your own damn omelet."

Anyone else, and he might share. Maybe.

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"Listen, woman," Ron replied. "It's your fault we're in this mess. Now own up to your responsibility and make me breakfast."

[raspberryturk]

"Call me 'woman' again, princess, and I'll make you breakfast, alright." Reno pulled an egg from the carton and lobbed it at Ron, nice and annoyed already.

[the_merriest]

"Oh, man, please tell me you made enough to share," Rikku said, following her nose into the common room. "I should not be hungry, 'cause it's late? But ohman. Something smells awesome."

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"Hey Rikku," Ron said with a wave. "How do you like your babies: scrambled or poached?"

[the_merriest]

"Babies?" she giggled. "Fry 'em on up. I smelled omelettes, cut me in on some of that. Are we chickens today or something?"

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"You'll have to talk to the little missus," Ron said jabbing a thumb at Reno. "He's a bit testy today. No chickens. We've just been given an assignment to care for eggs and we're eating our young."

[raspberryturk]

"Damn straight I made enough to share. Twenty-five eggs had better be enough to share, yo." Reno grinned at Rikku. "Unless you have a huge appetite."

[the_merriest]

Rikku grinned. "So you just ... had a craving and had to wander down here? Not complaining, mind. Anything that gets me omelettes is all good. I smell bacon. There's bacon, right?"

[raspberryturk]

"There's bacon," Reno confirmed. "And mushrooms. And whatever the hell you can steal from the fridge. Anything good in there?"

He cracked another egg into the pan.

"Isn't so much a craving for omelet as it is a craving to prove how freakin' stupid the last class assignment was in Art of Cool, yoto."

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny peered into the third floor common room and asked Reno, "You can cook?"

[raspberryturk]

"Apparently." Into the omelet went the bacon. "I can do damn near anything if it can be considered an act of rebellion," Reno decided.

[ashockingbitch]

"Well," said Jenny, "I guess you can't make a rebellion without cracking a few eggs, then."

[raspberryturk]

"You into rebellion? There's plenty of retarded-fake-baby omelet to go around," Reno offered.

[isourking.livejournal.com]

When Ron saw Jenny enter the CR he dived behind the couch.

Maybe she wouldn't notice and he could make a quick exit.

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny's experience combat eye noticed the diving for cover and tracked the movement. "Oh," she said drily, "It's you."

[isourking.livejournal.com]

Ron's head poked out from behind the couch. "Er. Hi."

[the_merriest]

Rikku waved. And then blushed. And then tried to be very, very interested in her omelette.

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny waved back and found herself oddly disappointed by the blushing. There went another opportunity to get herself laid. Le sigh.

[key-of-heart.livejournal.com]

Sora smelled food. He liked food, a lot. He followed his nose up to the third floor to find the said food.

"Oh man, that looks really good, can I have some?"

[raspberryturk]

Reno knew that voice.

Kind of.

It was sort of a fuzzy echo in the back of his head of a weekend that he had been trying like hell to forget.

"There's plenty," he stated, turning around to look at the kid. "Sora, am I right?"

[key-of-heart.livejournal.com]

"Uhh... yeah," he looked at Reno oddly. "You're in one of my classes... right?"

That was why he looked familir, no other reason..... a huh. Yep.

[the_merriest]

"Sora!" Rikku waved. "Are you in that class, too? 'Cause dude, that's just weird. And hi!"

[key-of-heart.livejournal.com]

"Hi Rikku!" Sora smiled, making sure to pronouce that extra 'k' that her name had, that Riku's didn't. "What class are you talking about?"