Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

[peace_n_war]

It was morning, and morning meant breakfast! And there weren't enough adults around to feed them, and Warren needed food. So he was gonna make some, 'cause he liked cooking anyhow! Anemone and him were going to make pancakes, and cereal, and scrambled eggs, and... Well. Mostly pancakes.

With mouse ears on them!

And on the counter. And on the fridge door. And on the floor...

"It's supposed to go in the pan, you know."

[Common room open! Breakfast on the way!]

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[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin was exploring! There was so much to see outside his fishbowl.

That was why a tiny tadpole was hopping on his tail into the common room, gurgling happily.

[peace_n_war]

Some things just required staring, really.

"I didn't know pollyfrogs could do that," he said, wandering over to investigate.

He was totally the kind of kid that brought home snakes and spiders and frogs to hide in his mother's bed.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Only the coolest polyfrogs could do this. Robin gurgled proudly.

[peace_n_war]

"Are you real," Warren asked skeptically, leaning over for a better look, "or are you a secret weapon from a mad scientist sent to take all our pancake stuff to take over the world?"

A perfectly reasonable question, honestly.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin started nodding at the question of whether he was real, but the second part of the question had him shaking his head.

[peace_n_war]

"Oh." Warren took a moment to think that over. And then he shrugged. "Do you like pancakes?"

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin didn't know but they sounded tasty. So he nodded his head and gurgled happily.

Sorry, got shanghaied into going to a party.