Third Floor Common Room [evening]

[weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com]

Kaylee was bored. And hungry.

Generally, these two things were not a particularly good combination.

That said, she'd managed to actually follow a recipe and produce a decent (if funnily-shaped) batch of chocolate raspberry cookies.

Now, the state of the kitchen, and...her clothes, and really, her overall appearance -- that was something else. It didn't matter to her, anyway, if the flour had gotten all over so long as the right amount had ended up in the cookies. And so what if there was chocolate on her cheeks and baking powder in her hair, too.

Plus she'd eaten about half the raspberries so they might actually have been a little shy of what they should have been, but whatever, they seemed okay to her.

[ooooopen. save me from the boredom of cleaning my room apparently rl people heard my ooc plea, and I am being dragged out to the bar! shall pick things up later! (as in tomorrow, since omg drunk.)]

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[death-and-pies.livejournal.com]

Ned had wandered up and wandered past and...wondered if a bomb went off in the common room as he wandered past.

"Oh...my," he said from the door way.

[weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com]

"Cookies?" Kaylee offered, waving at him and ignoring that reaction.

[death-and-pies.livejournal.com]

"What...kind?" he asked slowly.

[weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com]

"Chocolate and raspberries," she said cheerfully.

[harrydresden.livejournal.com]

Harry was still working on socializing like a well-adjusted young wizard, or something like that. Cookies, or at least what seemed to be cookies, seemed like they might help with that. So he was stopping in this unfamiliar common room to investigate the possible cookie smell wafting down the hallway.

"I didn't know baking was a contact sport," he said as he walked in.

[weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com]

"It ain't. I was just...enthusiastic," Kaylee told him cheerfully. "Want a cookie?"

[harrydresden.livejournal.com]

"Enthusiastic," Harry echoed. "Right. Do the cookies bite?" He had to ask. This was Fandom, and he wasn't convinced the cookies hadn't fought back or something.

[weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com]

"...should they?" Kaylee asked worriedly. Maybe it was an Earth thing that she didn't know about.

[ella-obeys.livejournal.com]

Ella hadn't done much that day except sleeping off the lingering aftereffects of being a squirrel, so by nightfall she was bored enough to wander into the common room.

Mandy would never have approved of the kitchen, but the cookies did look good. "Hi," she greeted the girl she thought she'd seen around. "Did you bake?"

[weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com]

Kaylee nodded happily. "Chocolate raspberry cookies! I ain't never tried the combination, mostly 'cause I never tried a raspberry 'til I came here an' chocolate ain't in ready supply at home, but they're good! Want one?"

[ella-obeys.livejournal.com]

"Please, if they're for the taking," Ella said, reaching for the cookies. "That's sad, that you don't have raspberries or chocolate where you're from. Is it dreadfully remote?"

[weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com]

"My planet's real far away from where the supplies come from," she explained. "So yeah."

[gameknowsgame.livejournal.com]

Blair poked her head into the common room. "Who is responsible for this?"

[weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com]

"Hi! Want a cookie?" Kaylee greeted her, bypassing that question because really, it had almost sounded like she was in trouble.

[gameknowsgame.livejournal.com]

Blair actually loved cookies and these admittedly smelled good. But you could be a thin bitch or a cookie eater. Blair had made her choice in the womb.

"Are you the cook?" she said instead. Having some servants around would improve the school tremendously.

[weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com]

"I cook sometimes," she said, trying to parse what the girl meant. "I ain't much of one, though. These ain't half bad, though, if I do say so m'self."

[ella-obeys.livejournal.com]

Ella waved. "Blair! It's been a while."

[gameknowsgame.livejournal.com]

"I can't believe it's the end of summer term," Blair said. Then, the idea occuring to her, she said, "There should be an end of summer party."

[death-and-pies.livejournal.com]

Ned sort of half waved with the hand holding one of Kaylee's cookies. He could be polite and quiet all at once, he figured.

[gameknowsgame.livejournal.com]

"Blair Waldorf," she said.

[laidanegg.livejournal.com]

Dick felt the urge to stop by the common room tonight. It was an urge inspired by his sense of smell.

Then he saw the mess that was Kaylee. "Are we being invaded by cookies?" he asked.

[weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com]

"That would be the best invasion ever," Kaylee said, eyes wide.

[laidanegg.livejournal.com]

"If I agree, can I have a cookie?" Dick asked, his chronic back problems gone, hair returned, and skin color lightened once again.

[ella-obeys.livejournal.com]

There was an Ella popping up over the back of the couch. "Hi! Did I actually leave you a note about being a squirrel, or did it look more like gibberish?"

It was hard to tell such things when one was writing with paws and reading with squirrel eyes.

[laidanegg.livejournal.com]

"The spelling was horrible, but there was a note," Dick said. "Good to see you back to normal."