Second Floor Common Room; Sunday Morning

[fiery-demigod.livejournal.com]

Leo was wide awake after radio and he wasn't comfortable enough to spend all his time stalking Fixer-Uppers yet, so he decided to check out the common room on his floor. It seemed nice, not as high-tech as cabin nine, but it had a TV and food so he really couldn't find much to complain about.

He put the TV onto ESPN and idly listened to the anchors talking about the playoff games today while making himself breakfast. Southwestern omelets. The actual, good, Southwestern kind. Not that crap rolled up into a burrito that you got at McDonalds for two bucks.

[The common room is open, yes]

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[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

Once again, Caroline was following her nose to the common room with the food. "Mm, Jack was so right about this place," she remarked, going over to see what and who was cooking. "Are you taking orders?"

[fiery-demigod.livejournal.com]

Leo's initial reaction was to ask if he looked like a waiter, but realizing that it was a girl speaking to him, and a pretty one at that, he was eager to please. "Uh, sure! But, uh, I only know how to cook a few things so don't make it difficult for me."

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

"Then we should start with what you can do because failure is so not an option when breakfast is on the line," Caroline told him, totally on board with this boy playing personal chef for her. "I mean, I've eaten really terrible food in my time, but that's why I'm not the one with the spatula."

[fiery-demigod.livejournal.com]

"Well I can guarantee what I give you will be edible," Leo decided. Of course anything could be edible, if you really thought about it. "Do you mind hot stuff?"

That wasn't a come on, by the way.

[therewaslife]

Bod recognized her from one of his classes (she'd wanted to learn more about werewolves, if he remembered correctly) so he waved and said, "Good morning. The food enticed you in as well?"

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

"Completely. I could practically smell it from my room." Ahh, cute boy with the ghost and vampire friends, Caroline could spare him a smile. "You're in paranormal whatever class, yeah?"

[therewaslife]

"I am, yes," he said, nodding. "I'm Nobody Owens. Bod, though, for short so no one thinks I've awful self esteem or that my parents hated me."

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

Jake had quite possibly been concentrating on the whole food scent to not have noticed the leech stink that was permeating the common room. Honestly, the entire dorms reeked of leech, but this time it was a fresh scent coming from the blonde.

He wrinkled his nose at it, knowing he should probably just turn around and get the hell out of dodge. Except that he wasn't giving away to a leech. "God, where the fuck do they keep getting you from? It's almost an invasion."

Nice to meet you too, Caroline.

[puppywithatutu.livejournal.com]

Caroline glared at the boy making faces at her. So not fair that he was hot and somehow anti...her at the same time. She pushed her hair over her shoulder and stood her ground since this asshole had no idea what he was dealing with.

Except for how he did and she was a moron, but that was not the point.

"Um, rude much? Have they not invented manners wherever you're from?"

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, they just don't apply to bloodsuckers, blondie," Jake told her cheerfully.

Somewhere Didi was fighting an urge to thwap him over the head.

[therewaslife]

Up early as he typically was, Bod wandered down a few floors and was pleased to find some people awake on the second floor. The smell of food was just more of a reason to wander inside.

"Good morning," he greeted, not recognizing the other boy. "Whatever you're cooking smells excellent."

[fiery-demigod.livejournal.com]

"Yeah? Thanks, man. I was worried about smelling up the place for a second." No he wasn't. Making the stuff his mother taught him to cook was one of the few things he had confidence in. "Did you want one? I'm apparently taking orders."

[therewaslife]

"If you don't mind," Bod said, nodding. "I've yet to really learn how to cook outside of operating a microwave and even that's proven tricky. Did you know you can burn soup?"

[fiery-demigod.livejournal.com]

"I've never done it myself, but it seems possible. Cooking takes practice," Leo said, chuckling. "You're not allergic to anything, are you? I'd hate to accidentally kill someone my first month here."

Sadly there was the chance he might.

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

"You know that there's a good chance you're going to be talked into cooking for the entire school now?" Jake asked, having followed his nose into the common room.

[fiery-demigod.livejournal.com]

"I'm beginning to realize that," Leo said, laughing a little. "Do none of you guys know how to cook?"

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

"I can cook," Jake defended instantly. "It's just so much easier when someone will do it for you."

[fiery-demigod.livejournal.com]

"Ah, I see. Conserving energy by putting other people to work. Smart plan," Leo said with a sage nod. "Luckily for you I have no issue with cooking for other people."

For some reason being able to cook was a rare talent for demigods. Leo guessed it was because the ADHD had them leaving things on the stove and the next thing you know kitchen's on fire.

[therewaslife]

"Hullo, Jacob," Bod said, spotting his seemingly long lost roommate. "I feel like I haven't seen you in a very long time."

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

"Same," Jake nodded. "Might have to do with the four weeks being a plushie."

Seriously, Fandom. Seriously.

[longislandiceme]

Having just caught a portal back to Fandom after an insane (but really, when were they not?) couple of weeks home, Bobby was headed back up to his room when he got distracted by the smell of breakfast.

"Please tell me you're sharing?" he asked hopefully.

[fiery-demigod.livejournal.com]

"You're in luck, dude, I totally am," Leo said, grinning. "Been making food for the entire school this morning, it seems."

[longislandiceme]

"I'll totally spring for pizza or something sometime to make up for it," Bobby promised, throwing his duffel at an empty chair before heading kitchenward. "Cause trust me, you don't want me in the kitchen."

[therewaslife]

Bod wasn't exactly sure how Bobby was going to react to him but that didn't mean he wasn't going to say hello to the other boy.

"Good morning, Bobby," he said, waving. "How are you this morning?"

[longislandiceme]

"Bod, hey," Bobby said, trying to sound as neutral as possible. He didn't know too many details about their situation, but that wasn't stopping him from taking his roommate's side. "A little portal-lagged. But me and my totally-not-short legs managed to make it here from the causeway just fine."