Fourth Floor Common Room [Monday, Afternoon]

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Benefit of no classes on a Monday was always going to be the feeling on an extended weekend, and with a half-decent lie in under her belt and plenty of reduced Easter chocolate to do something with, Angela was set to continue with hers.

No one could screw up melted chocolate and cereal (even if Cap'n Crunch wasn't the most traditional choice).

And anyway, it looked like most of it was never going to make it out of the mixing bowl. Angela was busy taking it off the spoon with her finger and eating it melted while she watched one of the weirder music videos playing on the TV.

[[Open common room! I now wish I could've made these instead of lemon cake.]]

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"Are you making mud pies?" Hannibal wondered, deciding to stop as he passed by the common room because there was his girlfriend and she was making...something. "Or something equally messy looking?"

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"Mm-hm," Angela intoned through half a mouthful and a smug smile. Pretty much, yes, and she offered out the spoon in case he wanted to try.

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"If it's mud, I don't really want any," he said, wandering closer anyway. "I've been watching my mud intake lately. Keep myself slim and all."

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"You're the one admits to have eaten mud at all," she pointed out once she'd finished her mouthful, pulling it back to snag another piece off. Well, if he didn't want any...

"I stick to the sweeter side of things."

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"Hey hey, I didn't say I didn't want any," he said, trying to snag her wrist so he could get that sweet stuff back over near him. "I was just wondering if it was mud. My mud eating days are over. It's hell on my teeth."

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Angela wasn't working all that hard on resisting the sharing, and let him pull it back once she'd got her piece.

"Well, thank god for that. No offense sweetie, but kissing you when you've got all mud in your teeth doesn't really appeal."

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"Hey, that was just the one time," he joked, trying to get a piece of his own now. Definitely sweet. If he hadn't been awake already, he would be now. "I kiss you when you've got morning breath."

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"The sacrifices you make when you're barely awake enough to notice anyway," she teased, sticking that spoon back in the bowl and hopping off her stool.

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"I'm a very giving guy," he said, peering into the bowl and trying to figure out what she was making. "What's got you up and cooking this early?"

It was early! To him.

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Chuck had been stalking around as best as one could in heels, trying to find those Magic Reserves dorks (who had to have been back from their stupid trip by now) in order to make them change him back. But, alas, they were pretty well hidden. This was getting discouraging.

"Is that chocolate?" Chuck asked when he came in. He could use some chocolate. And booze.

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"Oh, yes it is," Angela agreed, glancing over after she said it... Oh, that was a very familiar girl. This one was a regular enough occurrence, that she had to smirk.

"I can share, if you want?" she offered after a moment.

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"Yes, please," Chuck said. He kicked off his shoes before walking further into the common room. "I need it. I have been all over this island today."

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"For chocolate?" Angela wondered, offering out the bowl. "Or did you go trekking around the island in heels for a better reason?" She liked looking elegant, definitely, but there was a limit when it came to 'comfort' over 'pretty' on a day to day basis.

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"I went trekking around trying to find the people that did this to me so they can change me back," Chuck said as he grabbed a bit of the cereal, careful not to get it on himself. Serena would never forgive him if he messed up her clothes.

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She was going to have to laugh at that, even while handing out comfort chocolate. Sorry Chuck! "Sweetie, this does happen a lot. It might work better if you avoid pissing off these people in the first place."

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"People need to get a better sense of humor," Chuck said. Yeah, because drugging people against their will is oh-so-funny. Right.

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"What did you do that made someone decide you needed boobs?" Because come on, you had to wonder what he did for them to put in that much effort. Although around here, that probably wasn't all that much effort for someone.

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"I shared joy and laughter with the Magic Reserves," Chuck said. "...just not in a way they approved of."

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Hannibal knew who that was immediately. He hadn't seen any other evidence of island weirdness and he'd seen Chuck enough as a girl that he was just going to bust out laughing at Chuck's arrival into the common room.

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"Oh fuck off," Chuck said, flipping Hannibal the bird for good measure.

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"I was here first," he said, still snickering. "How the hell did this happen? The island's not weird today."

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"The island's always weird," Chuck said, because it needed to be said. "And if you can't be bothered to listen to radio then you don't deserve to know what happened to me."

He would have been more likely to explain what had gone on if Merlin, the big eared geek, hadn't been involved. It was just embarrassing.

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"I do listen to radio," he argued, shaking his head. "I don't always listen closely. Knowing the ins and outs of your life isn't the high point of my day, Chuck. Being a girl makes you bitchy. Bitchier."

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"That's sexist." He was always this bitchy, thank you.

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"Sue me," he said, snickering. "How long have you been a girl?"