http://wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2011-02-12 08:02 pm
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Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

Wesley felt a little silly, entertaining his bratty child in the common room with board games that she seemed irrationally talented at. Honestly, what nine-year-old could beat a trained and experienced Watcher at Scrabble? He was positive that she was making the words up, but every time he consulted a dictionary, all he saw was Eloise's smug little face smirking at -- sure enough -- the word in question printed right there on the page.

Smug brat.

[[common room is open!]]
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[personal profile] longislandiceme 2011-02-13 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Pizza's definitely undignified," Bobby had to agree. "But that's the fun part." Whoever this child's mom was, she sounded definitely anti-fun.

[identity profile] wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com 2011-02-13 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
Lilah Morgan was absolutely anti-fun. Not that Wesley had any way of knowing that just yet, but it was the truth.

"I'd chip in for pizza," he offered.

Sorry, Eloise.
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[personal profile] longislandiceme 2011-02-13 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
"They could probably put filet mignon on a pizza," Bobby mused, already getting out his phone to dial Pizza Planet.

[identity profile] nothingbutgrey.livejournal.com 2011-02-13 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
"That would still be undignified," Eloise chirped primly.

Then she looked around, as if verifying that her mother wasn't actually there, and muttered quickly, "I'd like anchovies, please."
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[personal profile] longislandiceme 2011-02-13 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Snobbish or not, she'd said please, so Bobby figured that was a step in the right direction.

"One with anchovies, coming up," he promised, placing the order. Which... glancing around at the occupants of the room, he added. "Make it one of everything. No, not one with everything. Just... one of every kind of pizza you've got." There'd probably be leftovers for a week, but Bobby figured the tradeoff was worth not having to deal with children upset that their pizza choice had been left out.

[identity profile] wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com 2011-02-13 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Wesley thumbed through his wallet and extracted several bills, which he handed to Bobby. Probably a little overboard, but part of it was just payment for having to put up with Eloise.

Then he glanced down at his daughter, tilted his head and asked, "Really? Anchovies?"

Eloise hmphed.
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[personal profile] longislandiceme 2011-02-13 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Better than filet mignon, at least," Bobby reasoned. "Well, on pizza, anyway."

[identity profile] nothingbutgrey.livejournal.com 2011-02-13 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
"That's certainly true," Eloise interjected. "Filet mignon is best served with portobello mushrooms and a Cabernet Sauvignon."

Wesley gaped. It was true, but -- she was nine.
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[personal profile] longislandiceme 2011-02-13 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Are you even allowed Cabernet?" Bobby asked, narrowing his eyes at her.

[identity profile] nothingbutgrey.livejournal.com 2011-02-13 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
"No," she said offhandedly, like that didn't mean anything. (Wesley breathed a sigh of relief at his alternate-universe parenting abilities.) "But I still know it's true."
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