fandomhighdorms | 4th Floor Common Room

One would think that after the bit on the beach with the nakedness and the staring, Rose would have learned to run far, far away from gremlins when they ventured near.

One would think.

Rose, however, was ~~special~~ too busy berating the gremlin for stealing her clothes in the first place to notice him coming closer, fangs bared.

Which was why shortly there after, Rose came rushing into the common room, her hair ~~fixed by little birdies~~ caught back in a ribbon and the long skirts of what looked like one of Morgana's dresses swirling about her ankles.

"Oh my! This is a terrible mess," she exclaimed, clapping her hands together in front of her chest as she surveyed the Common Room. "We'd better clean it quickly before our little friends come home from the mines. They'll have had a long day's work, and they'll want their dinner."

A moment later, she was skipping around the room, wielding a duster and a mop and somehow managing to leave everything sparkly clean in her wake.It was probably the song that Rose was happily carolling that did it.

"Just whistle while you work
Put on that grin and start right in to whistle loud and long
Just hum a merry tune
Just do your best and take a rest and sing yourself a song"

[OOC: It's been a Week. Crack is happy-making.]

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"Well, there's Dopey of course," she said. She leaned down to whisper. "He's my favourite. And then there's Doc, Grumpy, Bashful, Happy, Sleepy and..." Rose had to think for a moment, her forefinger pressed against her bottom lip. "Oh! Sneezy! I shouldn't forget him."

"Of course," Alex nodded, having no clue who these dwarves really were. "Clearly, you remembered him there, so I think it's safe to say you won't forget him any time soon."

Yeah, Alex was pretty sure Rose would be regretting this in the morning. "What do they like to have for dinner?"

"I just wouldn't want him to feel like I didn't like him as much," she confided. "He's very, very nice as long as you watch out for the sneezes."

Rose thought about it for a long moment. "Often they like soup."

"If he comes in, will you point him out to me?" Alex asked, wondering who she might've branded as dwarves.

"Soup is easy enough to make," she smiled. Really, she used to make it at home to go with the sub sandwiches at the Waverly Sub Station. "Any special ingredients to go in it?"

"Of course I will," Rose said, beaming. She pointed at Kyle. "And I think he might be a dwarf too. His name is Tiny."

Ohhhh, Rose was going to hate herself tomorrow.

"I always put love into my soup and share it on out! Everything else is just a side note."

"Thanks," Alex was seriously hoping someone walked in that might end up as one of the dwarves. "Oh really? I know him as Kyle, actually."

Yes, yes she was.

"Okay, then we can go from there, I guess." Alex might have remembered her phone having video capabilities and thought about filming some of this. Secretly, of course.

"Kyle? What a funny name," Rose shook her head. "Tiny's much better." She smiled happily. "Love and soup. And maybe some chicken? Should we sing?"

"If you say so," Alex shrugged, biting her lip to hold back laughter. "Chicken might be nice." With all that effort, they might end up feeding the whole floor.

"I'm not much of a singer," Alex admitted, making a face. "You can sing if you want to, I'll just listen." And cook. And maybe record some of it.

"I know a song about soup," Rose offered. "I could teach it to you."

Oh, this was going to be good.

"Sure, why not?" Alex was curious to see what she came up with.

Rose clapped her hands, bouncing happily. "Oh, I'm so happy you said that. I do love to sing."

And so she started...

"With a spoon and a bowl
With the music in your soul
You can cheer things up with the zub, zub, zub
Of the music in your doup.""

Okay, maybe she shouldn't have said yes. It was too late to take it back, though.

"Um, that's a nice song." With Alex's luck, she'd have that song stuck in her head all day tomorrow.

"Isn't it?" Rose asked happily. "Maybe we can sing it together while we make the soup!"

With a gulp
With a grin
Get a wiggle on your chin
You can make things hum with a zum, zum, zum
Of the music in your soup...

Oh, it was a fabulous, fabulous song.

Alex really was going to be singing this tomorrow, wasn't she?

"Uh, sure?" Like Alex was going to sing that of all things. Yeah, not really. But hey, she could pretend. Why not? "I'm not the greatest singer, just so you know."

Fabulous was one word for it, sure.

[And now I have "Working Song" from Enchanted in my head, hee. ♥!]

"Oh, it doesn't matter how you sing! Just that you do it," she chirped.

"Swing that spoon
Gota keep on dippin'
Scoop up that soup
Gotta keep on sippin'
Till the bowl is dry
And your face is drippin'

Rose continued on, paying no attention to poor Alex's earworm.

"Oh, okay," Alex nodded, figuring that kind of made sense. And she may have hummed along with the song, but she still had yet to actually sing.

She decided to concentrate on making the soup and decided she wasn't going to record that with her phone, this time around.

[Definitely.]

"Singing gladdens your heart and lightens your burdens," Rose told her. "And you will have dinner with me and our friends, won't you?"

"I've never thought about it that way," Alex admitted. "I'd love to have dinner with you and them, sure."

She was waiting to see who the dwarves turned out to be.

4th Floor Common Room - Thursday Evening

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