Second Floor Common Room, Friday Afternoon

[glacial_queen]

Karla had missed the newbie picnic, sadly, and so far her only real interaction with anyone new to the island was having one knock her over and then turn into a baby cheetah before she'd even gotten his name.

Or before she'd gotten the lunch he'd offered. Dammit.

But such a shameful state of affairs couldn't stand any longer. Today Karla had decided to get to know people a little better by heading over to the common room and do a bit of baking to celebrate the newbies surviving their first week of Fandom. Yesterday's mention of cupcakes on the radio had her interested in trying her hand at making some of her own; she'd already pretty much perfected cookies, after all.

Maybe she could offer a batch or two to the teachers of the cupcake class!

"You behave," she told the baby cheetah sternly. "You can run around, but be careful. I'm not replacing any of the lamps in this room, too."

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[wwiii]

"I could probably live with Bill," Warren admitted, after a moment. "Considering he isn't even really mine to name."

Poor new kid.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"He should have kept the name tag," Tony replied sagely. He was a genius, after all.

[wwiii]

"Have you ever seen anybody keep the name tag after the welcome picnic?"

It would get all... sticky and peely and linty.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Maybe someone who was really happy to be here?" Starting a scrapbook?

[wwiii]

"I think turning into a kitten on your first day of school is probably a reason to be exactly the opposite of that," Warren mused, glancing again at the tiny cheetah.

And then spreading his wings a little more. A good enough running start would make his feathers an easy target, even now.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

Oh, Warren.

"At least you don't have to figure out what to feed him."

[wwiii]

"At least I don't have to worry about his litter."

It was awesome how some things could put these situations right into perspective.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"...ew."

[wwiii]

"Yeah," Warren agreed. "Pretty ew. There's a reason I don't have a pet, you know."

Beyond the unfortunate feather damage.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Not even fish?" Tony asked. "Which are still alive, by the way."

[wwiii]

"Ben Fish and Ender Fish have outlived the last ones?"

That was actually kind of reassuring. Warren wouldn't admit it, but he kind of had been worried.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"They haven't been able to kill each other," Tony confirmed proudly. "Even though Ender Fish is still kind of creepy."

[wwiii]

"Well, creepy is fine, just so long as he isn't carrying some kind of horrible fishy grudge or something," Warren reasoned. "In a place like this, it would probably only be a matter of time before the pets did something horrifying, like gain sentience and opposable thumbs."

They would all be doomed.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

Like Mr. Winkles?

GOD HELP THEM.

"...If I die, you and Ben are to blame."

[wwiii]

THEY WOULD DIE OF GERBIL BEFORE THE DAY WAS DONE.

It would be very horrific.

"I promise, I would spend weeks in mourning," Warren replied, very solemnly.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"You're not being included in my will," Tony warned him.

[wwiii]

"Odds are, it would all just go to the wrong Warren, anyhow."

This particular Warren sounded way too casual about things like that, these days.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

There was a pause before Tony had to agree with that. "But how will you survive without all that money?"

#richkidproblems

[wwiii]

"Somehow, I suppose I'll manage to get by with what I've already got."

#moremoneythangod

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"You're a brave man to go it that route."

#capitalismftw

[wwiii]

"What can I say? I was raised to be fiercely independent."

#stillgettingallowance

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"If it comes down to it, you could always make a go at being a nude model," Tony suggested. "Since that's something you do..."

#neverliveitdown

[wwiii]

"It's..." Okay, Warren needed to blink and do a bit of a double-take, here. "Wait, what?"

#ohgodwhyyy

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Something about a Strawberry Social...?"

#themoneymakesthemevil

[wwiii]

"... You know about the Strawberry Social?"

#hisothersuperpowerisnudity