4th Floor Common Room, Saturday afternoon

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Saturday was a good kind of day to bake cookies! Especially when it was chilly outside. Because that only made the cookies extra-delicious!

That, at least, was Rapunzel's firm opinion.

And the kitchen in the common room made it super-easy to bake! There were so many supplies! Sometimes, actually, there were too many. After all, Rapunzel knew better than to take all of the delicious ingredients and try to make one crazy batch of Franken-cookies. But that didn't mean that there weren't way too many delicious-looking ingredients.

So Rapunzel had settled for the only reasonable solution: bake different kinds of cookies. So while the chocolate chip were on the wire cooling rack (and weren't those a neat invention?), Rapunzel slid a tray of oatmeal raisin out of the oven and replaced it with a tray of peanut-butter cookies. She glanced at the sugar cookies and estimated they needed another five minutes...

There were far too many for Rapunzel to actually eat by herself, but Fandom had a tendency of helping her out with that sort of thing.

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Warren was exploring. He was kind of hungry, and there wasn't really anything to eat in the room he shared with Bobby (except for bunny food, which he'd decided after tasting one pellet was absolutely not for people), so he'd gone on a brave adventure around the dorms to see if he could find food that wasn't made of compressed hay or whatever.

And then he'd smelled cookies. Real cookies, like brand-new fresh, and so he was peering into the common room to see if maybe that was where the smell as coming from.

He was wearing a grown-up shirt that hung down somewhere past his knees, because he couldn't find a coat that was long enough to cover his wings, which were still kind of showing through the fabric because he couldn't find his harness this morning, either.

"Excuse me," he said, kind of shyly, from the doorway. "Are you making cookies, miss?"

She seemed kind of grown-up and like a stranger. So he was being polite and wary.

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Miss? Rapunzel had never been called miss before! It was kind of neat. She turned, a grin on her face as she looked for the source of the question.

Ohmygosh! He was so cute!

Her smile got even wider. "Why, yes I am," Rapunzel answered. "But I'm afraid I made too many, and I can't possibly eat them all." She tilted her head, sending a wave of her hair cascading slightly to the side. "Do you know anyone who might be able to help me with them?"

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Warren's eyes got a little wider at all of the lady's smiling, and then kind of fixed on her hair for a moment before he managed to look up again, smiling warily and taking a little step into the room.

"I could maybe help," he volunteered, "if you'd like me to. I am pretty hungry."

And she seemed nice, and he wanted to be helpful, even.

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"Oh," Rapunzel sighed in relief, "you're such a life saver."

She knelt down so that she'd be closer to the little boy's height. "And what should I call my hero?" she asked him with that same smile.

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"Hi!" Kenzi said cheerfully, reaching for a sugar cookie. Better to be friendly up front and then find out if you didn't want to be friends later. "I'm Kenzi. I'm nine. Are you living here too?"

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"I guess so," Warren agreed, smiling a little. "I'm Warren. I'm seven-and-a-half."

It was a very important distinction to make, that and-a-half.

"Bobby and me decided to stay here instead of going back home, because here's better."

Just better, in a vague sort of sense of being not as dumb as home.

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"Way better," Kenzi agreed, nibbling away. "The food is better and there's not so many grown-ups and nobody's yelling. And there's no gangs!" Woo! "I'm staying forever." She cocked her head. "Seven and a half is big enough to stay, I think."

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There was something very wrong with the boy's shirt. Lucrezia watched him for a moment before she felt compelled to ask, "Are you a hunchback?"

One shouldn't point out the afflictions of the less fortunate, but if he were a hunchback, he might be in need of alms. She could go back to her room and find alms and give them to him, like a proper lady.

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"Am I a... what?"

Warren was so confused. So confused, and straightening up a lot, even though he already had pretty darn good posture. He'd seen that Disney movie! He knew what hunchbacks were! And he was... really not one.

"No, this shirt just fits me funny."

Yes. That was an awesome explanation. It probably helped that his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows because if not, they'd be down past his knees along with the rest of the shirt.

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"Your back has bulges," Lucrezia said. She stepped closer to the boy, holding out a hand and hoping to touch the strange mass. "Do you have a pet under there? Can he breathe?"

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Kenzi had followed her nose. Sniff sniff! "Ooooooooo!"

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"Ooooooooh?" Rapunzel repeated with a little smile.

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"Those smell delish-ous!" Kenzi bounce forward, then saw Rapunzel's hair, and squealed. "Omygosh you have the mostgorgeoushairever!"

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"You really think so?" Rapunzel asked with a slight blush and a grin. She was asking about the cookie thoughts and the hair thoughts.

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Lucrezia was no princessa, but she was hardly a beggar. But the scent of freshly-baked cookies had lured her in. Her mother was not here to cook, and she had found no servants to provide food, and her stomach was beginning to rumble uncomfortably.

"Did you make these?" she asked, trying for politeness. Perhaps the girl would offer; that would not be rude. She hoped. "They smell very nice."

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"I did," Rapunzel answered, offering the little girl an easy smile. "But I accidentally made too many... Do you think you could help me with some of them?"

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"Yes, please," Lucrezia said, shivering happily. "I love cookies. I shouldn't have them before supper as it will spoil my appetite so please don't tell Mother?"

She hoped there would be supper forthcoming. She had seen no sign of it, but she could not imagine a day without supper.

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"It can be our secret," Rapunzel promised, her voice dropping low. "What kind of cookie would you like?"

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"COOKIES!!! Cookies cookies cookies COOKIES!!!"

Hank had followed his nose, and things like "hello, who are you?" were much less important than, say, cookies.

"I call dibs!!!"

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"Hmm... it sounds like there might be someone around here who wants a cookie."

Maaaybe?

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"Well, tell him I called dibs!!!!!"

Those cookies were Hank's. He saw them first.

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"Dibs?" Rapunzel didn't know that one.

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Hanna was so excited when she wandered past the common room. "Hi hi hi Rap...Rapun...Hi!" Yeah she couldn't pronounce that at the moment.

She was carrying around her favorite 'doll' that happened to be her Ethics assignment. It was probably a good thing for baby Winter's sake that Rapunzel was still herself this weekend.

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Rapunzel blinked.

"Hannah?"

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"Yes, it's me, silly," she said, giggling. Of course, in her wee mind, Rapunzel would know who she is! "You made cookies!"

She was bouncing excitedly, nearly dropping droid baby Winter in the process.