Second Floor Common Room - Saturday Morning

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Dick had insisted getting a piggyback ride instead of walking the ten feet it took to get to the common room. It was way too early for Meg to say no to people, especially kids.

"Go watch TV. Be good. Don't ask anybody that comes in to play doctor with you," Meg said. She had fallen for the doctor thing before when they were kids. Twice.

After making sure that Dick had found some cartoons to watch, Meg went into the kitchen and got out stuff to make pancakes.

[Totally open. Go ahead, traumatize her into not having kids for a long, long time. And, yes, when she figures out that this is an island-wide thing she'll be making a lot more pancakes to accommodate]

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[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

He glanced over at Dick and then up at Meg before retreating behind his hands. He nodded again, though this time with a small smile on his face.

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Meg smiled again. "Good. I'll be right back."

Since this kid was way cuter than Dick and hadn't pulled her hair this morning Meg decided to give him first dibs on the pancakes. So she was back in a fairly short amount of time with a plate of pancakes, which were already cut up in bite sized pieces.

Meg was going to be a great mom one day.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew sat up very straight and reached out for the plate with both hands. He hoped Meg had put a lot of syrup on the pancakes because syrup was his favorite.

He should say thank you, but he just glanced up at Meg and smiled before quickly looking away instead.

[goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com]

Of course there was a lot of syrup on them. Only way to have pancakes. She handed Andrew the plate with a smile and wondered if he'd use a napkin if she gave on to him. Probably not.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew's smiled widened as he grasped the fork in his tiny fist and began to stab at the little bits of pancake. It was very tasty, and he managed to get a little syrup on his shirt and face with every bite.

He didn't notice. It was just something sweet for later.