Grover Cleveland Campfire - Sunday Morning

[wantstocheer.livejournal.com]

Claire was up and about pretty early this morning. She had skipped all of the parties going on this weekend and it wasn't like she had to worry about hangovers anyway.

There was a fire going and she had a bunch of breakfast food set out to use with the pie irons she had picked up.

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"At this rate, I'm never going to have to cook a damn thing around here," Alex observed, stumbling out of the cabin and shading his eyes from any sun that might try to assault him.

[wantstocheer.livejournal.com]

Claire looked up and smirked. "I heard it's your turn tonight."

Not that she had met this boy yet. Though deductive reasoning led her to assume he was Alex.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Her deductive reasoning was spot on. He had yet to deduce who anyone in his cabin was. He was a sharp guy sometimes.

"Not unless you want rice cakes," he said, taking a seat and rubbing his eyes. "And peanut butter."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"I don't think we've met before, but I think you are my new best friend," Hurley said with a grin as he walked over.

[wantstocheer.livejournal.com]

Claire was a smart girl with a good memory. Big guy with long curly hair, she had a feeling this was the Hurley that Penelope had mentioned.

"I was in the market for a new best friend, Hurley," she said, taking the guess.

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Whoa," Hurley said. "That's the first time anyone's known my name already."

[badassfullback.livejournal.com]

"You up for sharing?" Riggins asked as he stepped into the campfire area. Yeah, this wasn't his campfire but nobody was cooking anything in his.

[wantstocheer.livejournal.com]

"Sorry, I'm really hungry today," Claire said.

[badassfullback.livejournal.com]

Riggins sighed. "I'm just going to have to steal some then. I didn't want it to come to that but, you know, man's gotta eat."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Oh hey, it's another one of my bus buddies," Alex said, recognizing Tim from the trip to this island.

[badassfullback.livejournal.com]

"I'll have to take your word for that." Because he had been too drunk to notice who the hell was on the bus.

[future_sandworm]

Leto had been going for an early morning walk, and on his way back he saw Claire next to one of the campfires.

"Good morning," he greeted her, smiling. "I hope you have settled in a little."

[wantstocheer.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Leto," Claire smiled back. "Yeah, I'm settling in pretty well. I've had a few surprises, but they ended up being good ones."

[future_sandworm]

"Oh? Well, that sounds good," he replied. "So what are your impressions so far?" His gaze shifted to the food she was preparing.

[awesomebigsis.livejournal.com]

Ellie wandered outside and waved. "Morning."

[wantstocheer.livejournal.com]

"Morning, Ellie," Claire said with a smile.

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

From campfire to campfire; this one had someone familiar at it, so she stopped.

"Claire, hello."

She was unfamiliar with her choice of cooking equipment as well, which deserved a bit of examination as far as she was concerned.

[wantstocheer.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Fiona," Claire said with a grin. "How's it going?"

[future_sandworm]

Leto gave a nod and a smile in Fiona's direction. He still felt cautious around her, as did many of the memories within, but also intrigued. And she did seem to want a friend.

[asgardcreated.livejournal.com]

Jon dropped down onto the ground near the campfire and then fell back to stare up at the sky.

"It's Sunday. Why are people awake and noisy? Don't they know about the Sacred Sunday Sleep-in?"

[wantstocheer.livejournal.com]

"It's called breakfast," Claire said, giving him an amused look. "You want some?"

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

"Sacred Sunday Sleep-in?" she questioned with a raise of an eyebrow.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin looked up at the sky as well. "I've never heard of that rule."

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

This was one of the things Robin liked about the cabins. Wandering from campfire to campfire and chatting with people.

"Good morning." Robin waved. "What're you making?"

[wantstocheer.livejournal.com]

Claire's eyebrows shot up. "Uh... they're called camper pies."