Fourth Floor Common Room - Wednesday Morning

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There was something decidedly unkingly about sitting on a couch in sweatpants, a t-shirt and socks while eating cereal and watching cartoons. That didn't stop Edmund. He'd been here far too long and was developing bad habits. Relaxing, comfortable, bad habits.

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[wannabehunter]

Coffee carefully balanced in one hand, Jo vaulted over the back of the couch and settled in next to Edmund. "Anything interesting on?"

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

Now that was some impressive vaulting. He glanced over. "That would require me to understand what's happening."

[wannabehunter]

"Most of these just have variations on the same plot each episode," Jo explained between sips. "Sometimes better than others."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"Oh good. They're showing eight more episodes after this, so by the end of the fifth or sixth I should have it worked out." He ate a mouthful of his cereal.

[wannabehunter]

Jo tilted her head to one side. "If they're showing them in order the third and fourth from now are really good ones."

Just because a show was formulaic didn't mean it couldn't be fun.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"I don't know if I can handle so many cartoons in one sitting," Edmund admitted. "How do people watch television all day?"

[wannabehunter]

"I don't know about all day, but when you're little they all seem interesting."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"You were little once? You don't seem the type," he teased.

[wannabehunter]

Jo reached across to mime slapping him upside the head. "More than once thanks to this place."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"You're telling lies. You were born fully grown and ready for a fight."

[wannabehunter]

"You know, I'm not sure my mom would disagree with either of those statements."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"And since your mother is always right," he'd learned that was the best thing to go with over the last few months, "then I am as well."

[wannabehunter]

Ellen was only right until Jo disagreed with her, then she was wrong, wrong, wrong.

"You're only supposed to say that if she's in the room." Lies, Ellen had spies everywhere.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"As I understand it, Mrs Harvelle is as tall as a giant, her glare can freeze a man solid and can read minds, so I'd just as soon say it anyway."

[wannabehunter]

"Just how much time did you spent speaking with my dad?"

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"He did most of the speaking," Edmund pointed out. "In between what I think was an intimidating stare rather than actually trying to kill me with fire from his eyes."

[wannabehunter]

"Yeah, if he was trying to kill you he'd have used actual fire."

That might have been a joke. Might.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"I'm grateful he didn't attempt to kill me. That would have made dinner awkward."

[wannabehunter]

"Just a bit," Jo agreed. "I'm grateful too."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"He painted quite the picture of your mother."

[wannabehunter]

Jo smiled. "Yeah, well to hear her tell it, he started hitting on her the minute she drew a gun on him."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"Is that so much of a surprise?"

[wannabehunter]

"Only to people who haven't met my mother."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"Do you miss seeing her every day?" he asked suddenly.

[wannabehunter]

"More than I thought I would," Jo admitted. "Considering how hard I tried to get away from the roadhouse. Why?"