Fourth Floor Common Room: Wednesday Morning

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie woke up this morning feeling more hungry than usual. Almost ravenous.

And he wanted pancakes. And Pie. But he also didn't want to wait to go to down or go out for ingredients so he used what he had on hand.

Which is why a certain (and now almost empty) bag of flour was used that had a certain teacher's signature on it.

Not that Jamie cared of course, because now there were pancakes and pecan pie. Lots of them. And because he wanted to eat them as soon as they were made there were six Jamies eating the pie and pancakes as soon as they were ready.

With a disturbing lack of table manners.

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[lovemykilt]

Once he had some water and painkillers into him, Priestly blearily followed his nose up to the fourth floor.

He blinked at the number of Jamies that were there and hoped he wasn't hallucinating.

"Dude. You sharing?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Step up to the feed trough," Jamie called out. "We've got pie and pancakes. Take your pick!"

[lovemykilt]

"Pancakes," Priestly decided, yawning halfway through the word. "Definitely pancakes."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Pancakes it is!" Jamie replied. "And if you so wish you can have bananas or chocolate chip pancakes depending on mood."

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

After still playing waking up in Chuck's bed, Temari had managed to wander off to get something to eat.

That wasn't brownies.

"...Madrox?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Jamie said cheerfully. "You look like you just rolled out of bed. Pancakes?"

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

"I did," She grumbled, rubbing her eyes to clear the sleep and sincerely hoping it wasn't still the brownies that was causing her to see so many Jamies. "Am I going to have to fight one of your dupes for it?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Nah, I've got plenty of pancake batter," Jamie said. "I've chocolate chips to throw in it as well."

[lovemykilt]

Priestly waved from where he was half-slumped over the table.

"Hiya."

Wow, new floor, whooooole new group of people. He'd have to remember that.

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

Temari eyed the hair for a moment before grunting something that was a sort of hello. She was so polite.

[lovemykilt]

Right, 'cause his hair was any crazier than half the school?

Priestly rolled his eyes in response to the grunting.

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

When Sookie wandered in, the first thing she noted was that there were pancakes.

The second thing she notices was the flour.

"...what are you doing?" she all but shrieked.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Making breakfast?" Jamie offered looking a little bewildered. "We also have pie. And if regular pancakes aren't you thing we can have banana or chocolate chip pancakes."

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"With our baby," she added, pointing at the bag.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"And I assure you he's very delicious," Jamie said with a nod. "Or are you not into carbs?"

[lovemykilt]

"Oh wow, you're loud," Priestly muttered.

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

"He's baking with our fake child," she told him, moderating her volume just a little and having the grace to look a little embarrassed. It was just a bag of flour.

[lovemykilt]

Priestly considered this.

"Dooooooes he still have the wrapper? I'm sure someone here can fake Mr. Rogers' signature on a new bag of flour."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Whoa, what's going on?" Jack would be that people could have heard that all the way to California.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco half stumbled into the common room, mostly not awake. "Foooood."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"I'm going to need proof you're not a zombie first," Jamie replied with a smirk.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Braaaaaaaaaaaaains." Marco said, in his best zombie voice. "Braaaaaaaaaaaaaains."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack smelled cooking. Mmmmcooking. He nearly levitated via sniffer to the fourth floor. "Hey!" he said, waving.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Pancakes?" Jamie offered. "Or pie?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Aw, man, I can't have both?" Ooooh. Both.