Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

[vanillajello]

Really, it probably should have been a shock to wake up in a room you hadn't even seen for nearly twenty years. And yes, it had been a little disorienting at first, but please. Not only was Kate Desrosiers a Fandom High alumna, she had also taught at the school herself, and had visited pretty frequently over the years since. There were few strange occurrences that could shock her anymore.

So really, all this randomly-getting-transported-overnight stuff really meant at this point was that she was saving money on gas for her car.

Having rolled out of bed and boggled at her old room for a moment, Kate did what came naturally. And that was wandering on down to the common room, getting the coffee machine going, and getting started on a batch of muffins. If memory served her right, the smell would be enough to lure people in. She was kind of curious as to who all she'd see.

And if there was anyone in particular she was hoping to run into... Well, you would not be the first to know.

[ooc: You can't possibly think this could be anything other than open.]

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[vanillajello]

"Pfft, yes I do," Kate informed him with a mildly curious look over a muffin. Who was this, then? "It's fresh muffins, those smell awesome on any morning. But on this particular one, they're also nostalgic."

[furnaceface]

"Not much in th'way of muffin nostalgia here, sadly," Jono replied, making his way over in order to investigate those muffins a bit more thoroughly. "Those wouldn't happen to be one of those traditional communal muffin batches that th'common rooms were always so well-known for?"

He could also just ask if maybe he could take one. But that would be too easy.

[vanillajello]

"The very same," Kate replied with a tiny smile. The accent was ringing some bells, but she couldn't place it, looking at the man. "Well, my last name's changed, but other than that, this is pretty much what you could've often found in this very common room, twenty years ago. Help yourself."

[furnaceface]

"Appreciate it, luv," Jono replied, smiling a little bit as he reached for a muffin and started to peel the paper down. "Makes me sorry that I couldn't, back then. I suppose that means that I'll have to take extra now, to make up for that."

... It made sense in his head.

[vanillajello]

"As many as you want," Kate said, a little distractedly. She was tilting her head to the side, trying to figure him out. "Why... exactly couldn't you have them back then?"

[furnaceface]

Jono grabbed another muffin -okay, another two muffins- before looking her way and setting his handful down so that he could smack himself on the forehead.

"No mouth, back then. Sorry. Twenty years'll change a person, some." He held out that newly-emptied hand her way for a handshake. "Jonothon, luv. Used to run about looking like some sort of goth bondage fetishist. Talked in yer head if I ever felt like talking at all."

[vanillajello]

Kate's eyebrows bounced. "Jono?" Well, that was that mystery solved. She took his hand for a shake. "Hi. Kate. I don't actually know if there's any simple identifier for my high school self."

Vampire magnet could've maybe been one, but that was a little private.

[furnaceface]

Jono considered for a moment, and then gave his shoulders a shrug.

"I think you asked me about Emma once," he offered. "While she was a weasel, wasn't it?"

It was little things like that which stood out in memories over the decades, right there.

[vanillajello]

"Right," Kate nodded, smiling. "And I think we were in a weird teatime detention together once, too."

There was a certain pang of pain that came uninvited when she mentioned that (or, more to the point, when she thought about who'd put that detention together), but at least by now it didn't show outward at all.

"Fandom and it's administrative weirdness, right?"

[furnaceface]

"Never gets old, really," Jono agreed, smirking as he reached up to unfasten the straps keeping his collar turned up.

He was going to eat this bloody muffin, damn it.

"There aren't many places that still feel like going home, for me. It's been twenty years, but this place... I could get used to this again."

For a weekend.

[vanillajello]

"Well, you're talking to someone who actually came back to teach a few times," Kate remarked, absently rubbing a small tattoo on her left wrist with her other hand, "so I can't really call you crazy for saying that."

[furnaceface]

"Oh, a teacher?" Jono was finally getting around to taking a bite of muffin now, closing his eyes a little and appreciating it.

Taste? Also never got old.

"And what did you teach? Something that makes sense out there in th'real world, or one of Fandom's more... unique courses?"

He'd leave which was which up to her interpretation.

[vanillajello]

"Well, I taught an intro to Fandom for a summer, and some media studies stuff and random crap like that," Kate said, shrugging though really it hadn't been random at all. "So, I guess it was kind of a balance on useful in Fandom and useful out there in the world."

[furnaceface]

"A good balance," Jono decided, leaning back against the counter and now quite immersed in his muffin. It was good.

"Lord knows, getting through our time here has probably gotten a good many of us through some of th'rougher things back home, after." A pause. "Of course, that might just be because Fandom kept so many of us on our toes. This is an excellent muffin, you know that?"

Jono's attention span, meet food. It was a bit of a fixation for him, now.

[vanillajello]

"I do, as a matter of fact," Kate smirked, "since I made it and my muffins are never inferior quality. But thank you." She raised an eyebrow. "So, how long have you, you know, had a mouth and everything?"

[furnaceface]

"Just a little more than fifteen years. It's... a bit of a long story. And a bit messy. Not th'sort to share while people are eating."

That wasn't entirely an excuse, either. There were some parts in there that could probably leave people a bit nauseous.

"It took some getting used to."

[vanillajello]

"I bet. And I'm not intending to pry, don't worry." Kate had a lot of stuff she'd rather not discuss, too. "Not exactly the kind of change most people run into at their high school reunions, though."

[furnaceface]

"What, you mean I'm the only one whose shown up with all of my body parts intact, but looking a bit like a zombie clown?" He stuck out his bottom lip a little, feigning a pout. "Well, I really am the odd one out, this year. And I suppose most people just wound up with children, high-paying careers, and possibly the occasional beer belly."

[vanillajello]

"Well, I didn't really get any of those," Kate replied brightly. With the exception of a high-paying career, she didn't even mind. "I must be weird, too."

[furnaceface]

"Well, then." He grinned and raised one of his untouched muffins in a toast. "To the weird ones?"

[vanillajello]

Kate raised her coffee cup in return. "To the weird ones. Somehow managing to be that even in a place like Fandom."

[furnaceface]

"It takes a special talent," Jono chuckled, and then took a bite from his muffin.

Oh, lord. Muffin.