Fifth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

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After a trip to the grocery store, Roy was ready to actually fend for himself for once, and what better to make on a chilly January day than some nice, spicy comfort food? That was right. Roy was making chili. From Oliver Queen's recipe. One teaspoon cayenne, three tablespoons chili powder, and a healthy dose of Tabasco sauce. God help the unwary.

While it simmered away on the stove, he sat down and grabbed the remote to see what was on TV. This was shaping up to be a good night, really. Chili, TV, and the entertainment value of rookies experiencing chili that tasted like fire for the first time. Yeah, he had no complaints.

And for the record: Yes, he did have functioning taste buds. His sanity...well, that was more questionable.

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...because he was a horrible teammate. "Bobby," She replied, mimicking his tone before giggling.

[longislandiceme]

The very epitome of evil. Or... mischief, at least.

"And now that we've established that we still recognize each other, what's up?" he asked.

[ihavenocodename.livejournal.com]

"I don't know. Did you you leave me any voicemails?"

[longislandiceme]

Bobby frowned, trying to think of the voicemails he'd left during the day when the phones were weird. "It's... possible, why?"

[ihavenocodename.livejournal.com]

"I got one about making out." EXPLAIN, BOBBY.

[longislandiceme]

"..."

"..."

"...that was so not meant for you. SO NOT."

[ihavenocodename.livejournal.com]

"Good!" Because, um, Bobby was totally a brother.

[longislandiceme]

"Yeah, everyone's phones were going screwy, and I got a bunch of weird messages..." Bobby shrugged. And he'd left a few vague messages with random people just for kicks, yes.

[ihavenocodename.livejournal.com]

"I got a lot of weird ones." A beat. "And none of the ones meant for me."

[longislandiceme]

"If you tried calling anyone back, those didn't go in the right place either," Bobby supplied helpfully.

[ihavenocodename.livejournal.com]

Jean made a face. "I hate this place sometimes."

[longislandiceme]

"I thought it was funny." Well. Yes. He would.

[ihavenocodename.livejournal.com]

"You would," Jean replied, making Deadpool perk up somewhere and think she was trying to steal his thing.

[longislandiceme]

Or just, you know. Knew Bobby.

"So, how's Kurt settling in?" Bobby asked neutrally. They were from the same reality, they probably talked all the time, right?

[ihavenocodename.livejournal.com]

"He showed his power at that reserve, Dinah said," She replied brightly. "I think he's getting comfortable with things here."

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"I don't know if I could do that," Bobby admitted. "Use my powers out in the open like that."

[ihavenocodename.livejournal.com]

"It's easier here," Jean replied with a small shrug.