3rd Floor CR, Friday Night

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

When she came into the common room Friday night, Quinn hadn't expected more of it than maybe a movie or a bad TV show and some distraction to fill the time until they had to leave for Hawaii.

She could probably have watched a bad TV show, but she was temporarily waylaid by the dozens of boxes of Rice Krispies covering every surface.

"Fantastic," she said. "Somebody had a craving and didn't clean up."

And then, well, there was nothing to do but start poking through the cabinets for marshmallows to make some snacks. It was either that or start checking behind the couch for elves.

Quinn wasn't quite paranoid enough to think she heard giggling.

[OOC: Open!]

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[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Alexander was squeeful over awesome new canon eeee had been spending a quiet evening in his room reading, but eventually, he felt a strange restlessness that drove him to his feet, into the hallway, and ultimately in the common room.

And once he was there, he couldn't help but wondering if some sort of sixth sense lead him here to experience such a bizarre situation.

"I suppose," he couldn't help commenting, "we won't have to worry about running out of cereal any time soon..."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Quinn aimed a quick, easy smile at Alexander. He'd been kind of cute at the dance, even if he went on about his sister a little too long.

"At least not as long as we like Rice Krispies," she said. "I was going to try to make cookies with them. Want to help, or do you have better plans?"

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"My only plans involved reading a book," Alexander admitted. "And while I quite enjoy the solitude of an activity like that, I've spent enough time with it and would be quite pleased to be of use, though I admit to not exactly know how to incorporate them into cookies...Much like one might use nuts or chocolate, I suppose?"

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Quinn shook her head. "There's a whole thing," she explained. "You melt marshmallows and butter and mix them with the cereal. It's an old family recipe from the back of the box."

She passed one of the many boxes over so Alexander could see what she meant.

"The question is," she added thoughtfully, "how many marshmallows we have."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"If it were the summertime," Alexander observed as he took the box, tilting his head at it as he found the recipe Quinn spoke of, "I doubt we'd have any problem at all with the marhsmallows, but if we're lacking, it's nothing a trip down to Turtle & Canary shouldn't be able to fix."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Alexander," Bruce greeted. "What do you think? Is the cereal just strange or here for a nefarious purpose?"

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"Bruce." Alexander greeted him back with a nod and a smile. "I would like to think that it is simply here, because I'm afraid the nefarious reasons behind so much cereal would be quite beyond me. Though it would make an interesting topic for one of the reserve meetings. Pity we haven't covered it yet."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"The most likely nefarious purposes I could think of are either poisoning - unlikely due to the sheer quantity - or there's a sinister special prize inside the boxes," Bruce said. "I wouldn't be too concerned about that, but I would be cautious of it."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"It certainly could be a possibility, yes," Alexander allowed thoughtfully, inspecting a nearby box with new eyes. "But unlikely. I've quite come to believe that these cupboards are much like a magic treasure chest, only, instead of endless gold, they produce copious amounts of food, and entirely at random, too, as if by the whim of some unknown creative force."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla had spent most of the day after her classes soaking in the sunshine, so her nose was slightly sunburned as she skipped into the common room.

"Are you quite hungry?" she teased.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Yep," Quinn drawled, not hiding the sarcasm. "A hundred boxes of cereal sounds about right for a Friday night snack to me. Who buys this stuff?"

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"People who are quite enamored with crispy rice bits?" Rilla replied. "Possibly gremlins?"

She paused. "Are they the ones doing the shopping?"

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"I don''t know," Quinn admitted. "It makes as much sense as there being some house mother we never see. Or cereal elves. Plus, I bet gremlins would think this was funny"

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Well, they probably can't read," Rilla mused. "Maybe they really liked the boxes. What shall we do with it all?" She smiled. "Do you think we could take some and leave it on other floors? Perhaps they've been covered in corn cereal there."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Spend a little too much time in the sun?" Bruce asked, noticing the sunburn.

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"My winter hats don't offer quite as much coverage from the sun," Rilla sighed, patting her nose gently.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"You know, you could just go with sunscreen," Bruce noted.

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"What's sunscreen?" Rilla asked.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"I certainly hope someone is," Alexander offered to Rilla with a duck of his head and then a faint smirk. "It would be a shame to let all this go to waste."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"I'm not all that fond of cold cereal," Rilla admitted, "but I'd be happy to pitch in to help eat it before it goes bad."

Rilla wasn't really familiar with the idea of preservatives.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

And, really, Alexander's experience with things keeping involved throwing a bunch of seasoning on it and hoping it didn't make Manannan sick.

Because even though there would be a bit of gratification in that, Alexanders still had to clean the man's bedpans.

"I believe Quinn is on the right track," he offered, "in suggesting we make cookies out of them."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

Bruce hadn't really intended to stop into the common room tonight. He just peeked in quickly, but the boxes pulled him in. Was it strangeness? Did somebody go way overboard on cereal because they were staying in town next week? He had to know.

"This isn't a party with a very specific theme, is it?" Bruce asked.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Maybe," Quinn deadpanned. "Our working theory is that gremlins had a craving. It was here when I got here."

She waved a hand over the counter. "Seriously, what would you do with that much cereal?"

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Prepare for the end times? Get the biggest bowl of milk you can to see how loud the snapping, crackling, and popping can really get?" Bruce suggested.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Now you have me wondering what dumping a bunch of the cereal into the swimming pool would sound like," Quinn suggested. "But I don't think we have that much milk."

Still. It'd be a little epic.