Roof - Saturday Morning

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

It was way too effing early to be awake. And yet, here Chuck was, awake. Life was unfair sometimes.

Maybe if he got stoned enough he'd be able to fall asleep again. And if he didn't, well, he'd still be high anyway. That was always nice.

He looked over the edge of the roof and lamented the fact that he didn't bring any Cheetos or Lucky Charms up here with him or something. Things were going to take a turn for the suck once the munchies came on.

[Open roof is open, yes. I would like some Lucky Charms plz. ETA: Temari's thread is last omg since he leaves with her]

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[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"There no chocolate where you're from?" he asked, idly patting down his coat pockets just in case he had a candy bar or something.

No, he didn't. Goddammit.

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

"Some. In the Fire Country," She replied, slumping against him sadly. "It's not in every store here."

There was a pause as she thought of something.

"If you could combine that with the weed, I would never leave here."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Yeah..." Chuck said wistfully.

Wait for it...

Wait...

"Holy shit, you can combine them," Chuck said, his eyes lighting up. "Hash brownies."

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

Temari smacked him on the arm. "We need to make that. Now." She thought about it more, focusing on a bird off on the lawn. "Can you cook?"

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

If Chuck hadn't already been used to Hannibal hitting him like that, he would have been a lot more pouty over Temari smacking him in the arm. He was totally growing as a person here.

"I can't cook at all," Chuck said after a moment. Poor little rich boy. "We need to find someone that can bake."

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

Really now, she hadn't even hit him hard enough to bruise. Much.

"But who?" Temari wasn't good at this whole... knowing people thing.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck was also lacking in people skills here.

"Uh..." he trailed off, distracted by a tree for a moment. "I don't know. There's got to be some people. Maybe, like, Francine or Brooke or something."

Chuck was pretty sure Blair could bake but somehow he didn't think she'd be willing to make them hash brownies. She wasn't that fun.

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

"You need to ask them to," Temari said, giving him a terribly serious look. "So we can have chocolate too."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"I definitely should," he agreed. It was either that or learn to bake and...no, that was never happening. "This needs to happen."

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

"But we can't let everyone know about it. Then they'll take our brownies." And a stoned ninja may stab them.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Well, yeah, obviously. I don't go around sharing with everybody," he said. Chuck could afford it but he just wasn't that nice. "No, we'll have to keep it secret."

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

"Which is why I like you," Temari said loftily. "You're an asshole."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Likewise," Chuck replied with a smirk.

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

"Everyone here is too damn nice to strangers. They could be trying to kill you, no need to treat them nicely. They need to earn it."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Exactly," Chuck agreed with a nod. "I prefer to be more discerning when it comes to treating people to my good mood."

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

Temari opened her mouth to make some deep philosophical point about that, but... "I am so hungry."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Oh god, me too," Chuck said. He had almost forgotten about his munchies for a moment. "I hope there's cookies downstairs."

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

...Chuck was a genius. "We could go downstairs where they are."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck was beginning to think Temari was a genius too. "That's the best idea I've ever heard."

Oh god, if there were M&M cookies down there Chuck was gonna cry.

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

Scrambling to her feet, Temari tugged on his ridiculous sleeve. "C'mon. Before they're all eaten."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck scrambled up to his feet at the thought of all those pigs downstairs eating all the goddamn cookies. "If all the cookies are eaten by the time we get down there, I'm gonna be so pissed."