ext_19147 ([identity profile] goodgirlmeg.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-03-29 08:18 am

Second Floor Common Room - Saturday Morning

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]

[identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com 2008-03-29 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hi," she said quietly, eyes wide as she watched the other kids. "It smells yummy in here. Are we making treats?"

[identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com 2008-03-29 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Anemone perked up considerably, forgetting about the scary other kids. "Yeah! Can I help? I cook good!"

[identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com 2008-03-29 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Can we add chocolate chips? I like pancakes with chocolate chips." Anemone grabbed a step-stool and dragged it towards the pretty lady. Seven was tall, but not quite tall enough to reach the stove safely. "Or raspberries are good too. Or blueberries."

[identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com 2008-03-29 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Anemone clapped her hands and giggled before carefully picking up the spatula to turn over a pancake. "Cooooooooooooooool. Chocolate makes everything yummy! I wish I could have it for breakfast everyday."