Rec Room - Early Monday Afternoon

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

What's worse than Chuck Bass? Five of his children in one room together. It was like a congealed ball of concentrated evil. It was surprising that there wasn't any ambient fog or evil music playing or anything to signal what was in the rec room. Well there was music playing, but that was more Mary's doing than actual evil.

There wasn't evil plotting or maniacal laughter going on at the moment. They were just doing what you expected most Bass children did with their free time.

Mostly it consisted of fighting with each other and eating cookies.

[Yep, all 5 of them are in there. For myself, parents of the evil kids, other kids, other adults, whoever wants to talk to the little brats. And this is the most childlike icon I have so shut up]

Comments

[weebasstards.livejournal.com]

"'Cause they're dumb." DUH.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I see," Chuck said, snickering. "Well, you're right. In that case they don't deserve any cookies."

[weebasstards.livejournal.com]

"You can have cookies though!" she said, holding up the bag. ...Of mostly crumbs.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Oh..." Chuck looked down at the bag. "Thank you, Brownie. But I just ate. You can have them. Really."

[weebasstards.livejournal.com]

"Okaaaaay. I guess you better save room." Unlike her. "Mom's making brownies."