First Floor Lobby, Sunday Morning

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn cuddled deeper into the couch she was on, dreaming and content in the knowledge that she'd been a good watcher and helped Mel with her sacred duty. On the floor was a pile of papers with drawings and scribbles and some basic words, showing how impressive the fighting had been. So impressive, in fact, that she'd fallen asleep right where she'd been when she finished helping Mel.

Mel had fallen asleep there, too, and was curled around her plastic squeaky scythe and sucking her thumb, hopefully happy in the knowledge that all vampire dust bunnies were no more, and that she had made Fandom safe for the night.

Between them, there was an empty pickle jar, full of nothing but slighty green-tinged pickle brine.

[ooc: Open as lobbies are. Weetiny slayer modded with permission. No pickles were harmed in the making of this post.]

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[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Mel would never admit that she was ever sucking her thumb. Only babies do that. Hopefully no one would take a picture of her all curled up like that.

Or record her snoring.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn rolled over and pulled a cushion over her head so she wouldn't hear the snores.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Mel snorted and jolted awake suddenly realizing she wasn't in her bedroom.

"Dawn! Wake up! We fell asleep on the floor!"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"'s okay," she said sleepily, rubbing her eyes as she sat up. "My room has a Sam in it. This is better."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"But Sam's your booooooooyfriend," Mel drawled. "You two have to get in a tree and k-i-s-s-i-n-g."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"No he's not!" Dawn threw a cushion toward Mel. "Not like you and Sokka!"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Nuh-uh!" Mel said throwing the cushion back. "You share a room! So he must be a boyfriend! I bet you even like his girly hair!"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Then you must be in luh-uve with Zuko, 'cuz you share a room with him!" Dawn did like Sam's hair, but she wasn't going to say that to Mel.

She thought she'd lose all her girl-cred.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Nuh-uh!" Mel responded, "Zuko threw a ball of flame at me so we're divorced! And he's a stinky ex-illed prince with cooties!"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

She really couldn't argue with that logic. "Sam doesn't have girly hair!"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"What kind of hair does he have then?" Mel said putting her fists on her hips.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Brown?" It was also very shiny and smooth.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Well, it looks girly to me," Mel huffed.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Maybe you need new eyes," Dawn sulked.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Fine! He doesn't have girly hair," Mel relented. "And you don't have to be in a tree as long as I'm not in a tree."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Okay!" Dawn was very happy with that. "No trees for us."

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin had a long way to go, so he'd started out early.

So a small, green tadpol was hopping across the lobby on it's tail, headed for the door.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

It's best not to ask why Marco was covered in mud in the morning. The answer might make sense. "HI!"