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Third Floor Common Room, late Friday morning

"Okay, so then I put in the butter?" Dinah frowned into the phone, and said, "Right, low setting." She dumped two sticks of butter in the mixing bowl, and asked, "Why one egg at a time? Oh. Hunh."

Francine's Mom (and Francine) deserved cookies. So Alfred was walking Dinah through his recipe, so no explosions or poisonings would happen. It was a good way to start out her first day of break. Still room for disaster, but hey! Yummy cookies were much more likely.

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Yakko ran into the common room and suddenly stopped.

"It's that time again!" After a brief pause, he continued, as if addressing someone who wasn't there. "No, it's time to learn the day's lesson! And to find out what it is, we turn to... The Wheel of Morality!" Yakko motioned towards the door, where a large wheel with 'The Wheel of Morality' written on it in huge letters drifted in.

"Wheel of Morality, turn, turn, turn," Yakko recited as he spun the wheel. "Tell us the lesson that we should learn." As the spinning wheel slowed down and landed on the number 1, a sheet of paper was printed from a slot on the side. Yakko went to his next line as he grabbed the sheet of paper. "Moral Number One. And the moral of today's story is... All things must pass, except for the Tennessee Titans offense."

Yakko shrugged, darted out of the room, and the wheel disappeared out into the hallway a moment later.

Dinah had to pause and stare. And blink.

"Oooookay then." And now she was going to wonder about the Titans. 'Cause wondering about Yakko just made her head hurt.

With a whole free day, and break week on the horizon, the only sensible thing to do, was find other people to share all that free time with.

So, not her own common room it was.

Since Dinah was on the phone, for now she just waved and grinned at her in greeting.

Dinah cracked the second egg, then brightened and grinnedw when she saw Angela, waving back. "So after that, it's just stir in the chips? Not mix them in?... okay, yeah, that would kind of crush them, wouldn't it. Got it, Alfred." Dinah smiled. "Have a great weekend, and I'll send you some if they come out! Byeee." She hung up her phone and turned back to Angela. "Hi! Wanna help? I'm almost at the drop-them-on-the-cookie-sheet stage."

"Ooh, cookies." Of course she'd help with that one. Well, try. Not a great cook, this one.

"What's the occasion?"

"A big thank-you to Francine's mom, who made cookies for half the dorm about a month back," Dinah said, not sure if Francine wanted the divorce revealed to everyone yet or not. "And they were yuuummy. Plus, I could use something simply and sugary now. Celebrate no more Finals!" She grinned at Angela. "How'd yours go? How's Hannibal?"

"Finals were... easy, actually," Angela replied. "And Hannibal is great, as always. He's usually not very good at covering when he's not, so I'm pretty confident, there."

"Just looking forward to not having anything much going on for a week."

"Seriously. I'll be happy to just have my day at the flower shop and Rehearsals next week." Dinah handed Angela a spoon, in case she wanted to help put cookies on the sheet. Or just sample the goods. "I had my Driver's Ed final yesterday, and Practical Weaponry was a re-run of the zombies. Eeeyugh." She made a face. "I might go home for a day or two, maybe. You?"

"I think I'm staying here," Angela replied. "I'm organising the cheerleader barbeque on Wednesday, and my dad's never around the same weeks I am anyway so..." She shrugged. "Quiet week here."

Dinah nodded, not questioning that, and said, "Yay barbeque. Although that I might miss it. Did you sign up to be a Big Sib this time? I keep wondering how to explain this place so anyone believes me. Yakko really didn't need it." She grinned. "He was just in here with the Wheel of Morality."

"Not this time," she replied. "I haven't seen the last one in months. I think I should only neglect one at a time."

"Who was your last one?" Dinah asked, popping a spoon full of melty buttery goodness into her mouth. MMmmmmmmmmmmm. "And do you know when Homecoming is?" So Dinah could arrange to be home in New Gotham when it happened?

"Tim... Riggins," she remembered, grabbing a spoon herself.

"And Homecoming last year was 10th of October." And so that didn't sound quite so obsessive and weird. "My birthday."

"I met him. Don't mess with Texas. He and Claire had ribs at the cultural fair," Dinah remembered. Mmm, ribs. "And yay! Are you turning eighteen or nineteen? Are you going to have a party, if Homecomings's the same time this year?" Dinah put one sheet full of cookie drops into the oven, and set the timer, then started on the second one.

"Eighteen," she answered, cheerfully doling out spoonfuls of cookie dough. "I don't know if it's going to be the same, but I kind of hope not... I'd like to spread out my celebration."

"Six months older than me. Can't believe I've been there longer than that already," Dinah had to marvel, grabbing her spoon again. "We can already drink here, and you already have the cool boyfriend, but you should celebrate big anyway. Legal adult! It's important!" She snuck a chocolate chip into her mouth. "Is Homecoming a big deal, even without a football game?"

"Big enough," Angela said, nodding. "I mean, we do the whole homecoming court thing, and a carnival and everything."

"Ooo, a carnival?" Maybe she wouldn't skip it. Just avoid certain people. "So there's an actual Homecoming Queen?" Dinah squinted, looking skeptical. "Do we vote for whoever survived the most invasions without getting bitten by anything, even a gremlin?"

"I think you can use pretty much whatever criteria you like," Angela laughed.

"But you just get a whole court; king, queen, princes and princesses. Last year, there was Hannibal and I for the juniors, and I think they managed some kind of group tie for the seniors."

"Coooool," Dinah said, grinning. "It's a ways off, I guess, but it's always fun. Especially around here, where you have to explain it to people that they're not really royalty."

"Not that far off. Only a couple of months," Angela said after she thought about it. "Which is sort of scary."

"Senior year, yeah. This is not how I pictured going into my senior year, but even with the vampires and crap, this is better," Dinah admitted. "Way cooler. Still surprising. Did you know there's an angel living in the church?"

"I definitely did not know that," she answered. "There is?" Wow.

Considering that was one of the things the after the Week of Vampire Suck that made Dinah want to stick around, it was definitely burned into her brain. "Castiel. He's really nice. Doesn't seem quite... normal, when you talk to him. But I got to see his wings!" She paused. "Well, their shadows, he said most humans wouldn't be able to see the real things."

"One of these times, when I'm in town, I might have to drop by just for that," she considered. "And I haven't been into a church for years."

"I've only been twice this year. It's a nice church, even though I didn't go during a service or anything." Dinah paused to take the cookies out of the oven. "I'm not really religious, but it's kind of comforting knowing there's an angel on the island. Especially with some of the stuff that happens here."

"Even with missing the last lot, I have still seen enough of that to agree," Angela said firmly.

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