5th Floor Common Room, Monday Morning

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A weekend of weirdness had happened in Fandom, and the only potentially embarrassing thing Francine had done? Had no witnesses. This was an event of epic proportions, and called for a celebration of epic proportions.

Or, you know, French Toast.

Because she really could make breffast.

Lots and lots of breffast, as it turned out.

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"You're making food!" Ino chirped, having totally been drawn from her room because of that. "If I say you're awesome, can I have some?"

Despite how awfully rude she'd been to Tyler-sensei yesterday, Ino figured she'd had a pretty good weekend and thus, was cheerful.

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"You can have some even if you don't say I'm awesome," Francine answered with a grin. "There's french toast and bacon. And sausage, because some people don't like bacon."

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"Well you're awesome anyway," she informed Francine, bouncing into the room and wandering over to the fridge for some juice. "And I like both of those, so there's totally no problems there, but I think bacon is better this morning."

Ino contemplated that. "Just by a smidgen, though."

Though, really, Ino was totally a fan of anything she didn't have to cook herself.

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Sure enough, One only had to follow his nose to find free food in a common room. Jamie wandered in, his stomach growling loudly.

"Okay, that smells so good I'd cut off my hands for payment," he said looking hopefully at the food. "But then I wouldn't be able to eat and I'd have to suffer being hungry and the lack of hands."

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"Also watching you do it would totally kill my appetite," Francine replied, making a face. "So I guess you better have some for free. I made lots!"

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"Well is it all right if I kill off other people's appetites?" Jamie asked as he started to pile food on his plate. "Because that would mean more food for me."

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"I don't want to talk about it," Katchoo rasped immediately upon wandering into the common room, a relieved and subdued Clocky rolling along at her heels.

Beat.

"French toast?"

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"What don't you want to talk about?" Ino asked impudently.

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She got a flat stare for that, because Katchoo wasn't awake enough yet to muster up an all-out hostile look.

"All of it, geez."

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"Frenshhh tosht!" Francine agreed happily, her mouth stuffed full of it.

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Well, mouths full of food meant no talking about it, or at least not intelligibly. Katchoo shot Francine a lazy smirk and drawled, "Yeah, no kidding, geez. Use enough dynamite there, butch?"

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"But I want to talk about it," Jamie said with his mouth full. "I want to talk all about it. Over and over again. Beat a dead horse. All of it."

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Okay, now Katchoo was awake enough to bust out the full-fledged glare. "'s not going to be a dead horse getting beaten if you do that in earshot."

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"Whoa, hey," Hurley said. "I was wondering where you'd disappeared to. Been avoiding me?"

Glutton for punishment? Noooooooo...

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Katchoo turned her head to look at him, and you could practically hear mechanical whirring and the beep of target lock.

. . . metaphorically speaking, people, sheesh.

"What are you, frikkin' suicidal, you moron?"

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Over the weekend, Jeff had...

Well, it was probably better not to ask. The smell of breakfast and Francine's breasts lured him into the common room, which is to say a shock full of curly Welsh hair stuck suddenly through the entrance. "Brea-- kfast," he said.

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"Are you, like, dying or something, Jeff?" Ino asked curiously.

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Jeff seemed to take a moment to actively consider that question. "In general or do you mean specific to a conversation?" he asked at last.

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"Congratulations, you know the word," Katchoo said dryly, in a tone that suggested Jeff had already exceeded her abysmal expectations.

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Jeff was really good at exceeding abysmal expectations.

He stared at her. She was a woman. A fairly tiny one, but still a woman. "I know lots of... words. I'd say at least a dozen."

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"French toast!" Francine sang out. "And sausage. Or bacon. Or both!"

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"Food. Good," Jamie grunted through a mouthful of food. "Sit. Eat."

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Hurley wandered into the room, feeling a little odd.

"Okay, just to double-check... I really did turn small this weekend, and it wasn't like, a long elaborate dream?"

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"No dreaming!" she chirped. "It happened to most of us!"

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"Hi, Hurley!" Francine waved. "If it was, I had it too. Want some french toast?"