http://death-and-pies.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-06-24 12:12 pm

Second Floor Common Room [Tuesday Afternoon]

The facts were these: Young Ned had found his way into the common room again after getting bored of his room. He'd come with the intention of baking and, yes, there was something cooking in the oven (but he wasn't going to just reveal his pie choice today).

There was something different about today. Today, Ned had the hiccups. Now, as a boy at Longburrow, he'd been made to just wait them out.

Now, without that supervision, he could try to get rid of them. So, he'd looked up some hiccup cures and was currently attempting to stand on his hand and recite the alphabet in the middle of the common room.

It wasn't working.

Yet.

[Open, of course!]

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-06-25 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh."

She paused, tilting her head. "So...I don't make you bad-nervous, right?"

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-06-25 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"So long as it ain't bad," she replied, smiling reassuringly.

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-06-25 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"D'you need help with the pie?" she asked, feeling merciful and changing the topic.

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-06-25 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Can you teach me to make pie?" she asked kind of randomly. "I can make lots of stuff but pie ain't really somethin' I'm good at. I always muck up the crust."

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-06-25 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"I could," she said, picking herself up off the floor. "I always make it too dry."

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-06-25 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"You can get premade crusts?" she asked curiously.

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-06-25 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, I'd guess not, if they taste like metal," she agreed, nodding.

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-06-26 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
"I wonder what trees taste like," she said thoughtfully.

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-06-26 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Because you said some might taste like trees and I don't know how I'd know," she said, shrugging. "I ain't never tasted a tree."

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-06-26 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Were you dared?" she wondered.

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-06-26 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Why'd you do it?" she asked, tilting her head.

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-06-26 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
"You're weird," she decided. "I like that 'bout you."

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-06-26 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
"You licked a tree. S'okay, I'm weird too," she replied.