Third Floor Common Room, Early Thursday Morning

[vanillajello]

Kate had been doing okay, this week, even if she'd mostly kept to herself. No rushing to Bristol, no worrying over anyone's life. Things had been... quiet. Almost mellow. And she'd needed something like that.

But this morning her nightmares had woken her up early, and they had been just bad enough for her not to even want to try getting back to sleep. Not with all that disturbing shit lurking right behind her eyelids, no thanks. So she'd slinked off down to the common room.

It wasn't too long before she had a batch of chocolate muffins done, a fresh pot of coffee (which Bod had gotten her for her birthday so it was special occasions only, though she might have been inclined to share), and a cake in the oven.

Today was Bobby's birthday, but he was only getting a couple of muffins with frosting and sprinkles. The cake was for... other stuff.

[ooc: Open common room is open, as early as it is for most of you. And now I want cake. To eat.]

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[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

"I didn't know you could cook."

That was something of a greeting, wasn't it? Oh well, it was the best she was getting because Percy was still waking up and wasn't all that nice anyway.

[vanillajello]

"Pretty sure I gave you muffins when you were having a case of the boobies, kid," Kate replied idly after a glance from where she was peering into the oven. "But yes. I can cook. Morning to you too."

[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well, he'd forgotten about that. It'd been awhile and he'd been a little busy with other stuff.

"Stop calling me kid," he snapped immediately, making a face and wandering over to the refrigerator. "You can smell the cooking all the way down the hall."

[vanillajello]

Kate gave him a mildly amused look. "I can't even tell if that's a complaint. Did it make you hungry or...?"

She was going to ignore that other request, of course. She'd stop once he stopped meriting the name.

[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

"No, it just got my attention," Percy said and found some orange juice in the refrigerator that might wake him up. He turned back around and eyed both the muffins and the cake.

"Why are you cooking so much?" he asked finally.

[vanillajello]

"Bored," Kate shrugged as she straightened up and picked up her coffee mug again. "Woke up early and had the time, plus it's my roommate's birthday today."

[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

"Aww, I'd say that was nice of you but I know better," Percy said, shrugging. "He probably does deserve something if he puts up with you in his room all the time."

Not the best burn but it was early.

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

Peter Bishop had awoken from a nightmare himself, except his was just simply a dream where his father had awoken him in the middle of the night reciting the chemical formula for root beer. Rather than being able to get back to sleep, he'd wandered out into the hall, bleary-eyed and wearing only socks and pajama pants. He went down to the common room. When he smelled baking, he wandered in with a befuddled expression on his face.

"...Please tell me some sort of Christmas Elves are compelling you to do this, and you didn't actually wake up early to do a Betty Crocker impression."

Bold words from a groggy shirtless man.

[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

"You don't immediately chalk it up to her just being weird like that?" Percy asked the groggy, shirtless man. After all, he'd just decided Kate was a weird egomaniac so he thought others might too.

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I once spend a weekend as a pug dog, then a girl pug dog, then a girl," Peter said. "I tend to blame things on weird stuff first around here, as utterly ridiculous as that sounds. Science and physics cry when confronted by the absurdity of this place."

[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

"...wow," Percy said, momentarily impressed by that streak of weirdness. "Guess the island really had it in for you. Have fun as a dog?"

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"For the sake of my dignity I'm not answering that," Peter said, standing there in his pajamas. "But being a girl for an evening, that was... educational." Nudge nudge, wink wink.

"But what I was meaning to say is that unless you know something about Kate that I don't, I'm willing to give her the benefit of the doubt on her motives."

[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

"I know she's a jerk," Percy said, blunt as usual. Of course, he might have had something to do with Kate's attitude towards him but whatever. "How's that?"

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Jerks and baking don't tend to go together," Peter said, an amused expression on his face. His eyebrow quirked, though. "What, she turn you down for a date or something."

Smartass as usual, for Peter.

[vanillajello]

Kate raised an eyebrow at him over the muffin she was currently in the process of devouring. "Why is everyone so surprised I'm baking, today?" she wondered. "It's not like I'm pulling a full-on meta for June Cleaver, I'm not even wearing an apron."

She left that to Alice and Marshall, thanks.

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"It's not so much the baking but the timing," Peter said. "I mean, it's so early I'm not even wearing real pants."

He was, however, starting to get a little chilly without a shirt. He rubbed his arms to warm them. "And I'm a big believer in pants wearing. After a certain hour of the day."

[vanillajello]

"Well, I woke up early," Kate shrugged. Sure, she tended to sleep in as often as possible so this was weird for her, but Peter didn't know her so she could claim whatever she wanted. "Seemed like a good time to get some baking done."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"So what's the occassion?" Peter had to ask. "Or are you really the type of girl who just bakes for the fun of it?" He wasn't judging, he just was skeptical.

[vanillajello]

"No real occasion," Kate replied with another light shrug, picking at her muffin. "Or, well, it's my roommate's birthday. But mostly I just felt like it."

The cake wasn't for the birthday, but no one needed to know that.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"I don't know if I'll ever get used to the smell of wonderful things being made for the morning repast," Alexander stated as he followed his nose to the common room, still waking up with a soft smile. He was, after all, far more used to having to be the one cooking things. "Good morning, everyone. It smells wonderful."

If a little...sweet. He wondered if anyone would mind terribly if he took to the task of getting in some protein with bacon and eggs...

[vanillajello]

"Morning," Kate greeted him back, idly, from where she'd been checking up on the cake again. "There's muffins you can help yourself to if you want."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," Alexander nodded his head in appreciation. "I could certainly never turn down fresh baked muffins in the morning. Is there any particular occasion, or was it just one of those moment where baking seemed the thing to do?"

[vanillajello]

"Eh, it's my roomie's birthday," Kate said as she was straightening up again. "But mostly it's just that I felt like it, since I woke up early and everything."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"Do you suppose," asked Alexander, "I should get out some eggs? Bacon? We could make an event of the whole thing?"

That, and he really didn't do well on just sweets for breakfast, though the coffee could make up for a lot of that.

"Is your roommate Bobby, then?"

Alexander didn't know him too terribly well, but he had gotten the email on his phone, and had even figured out how to read the thing, too.

[vanillajello]

"Bobby Drake, yeah," Kate confirmed with a quick nod. "And you can do whatever you want, it's not like I own the kitchen or anything, and I'm sure people'll eat."