http://leavingthenest.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] leavingthenest.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2011-11-26 02:05 pm

4th Floor Common Room, Saturday afternoon

Weird things were going on. Rapunzel was still very sensitive to that sort of thing around the island, and it still made her anxious and worried.

But this one felt different. Whatever was going on this time, it had other people worried. And though she rarely said so, having everyone around her take the weirdness in stride was oddly reassuring.

So she was stress baking. Well, stress cooking in general.

She'd already made bread, cookies, muffins, and then more cookies. Now she was working on a quiche. Trying to take her mind of off things, and (in the back of her head) hoping that the smell of food would draw someone in to talk to her.

She didn't want to feel alone right now.
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[personal profile] walkswithcoyote 2011-11-26 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Someone else who baked when they were stressed.

Mercy followed her nose to the 4th floor common room and came into the room quietly. "Need any help?"
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[personal profile] walkswithcoyote 2011-11-27 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Making?" Mercy suggested. "I'm not sure I really want to eat anything at the moment."
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[personal profile] walkswithcoyote 2011-11-27 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Mercy nodded. "I don't see any brownies. I'm particularly good at those."
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[personal profile] walkswithcoyote 2011-11-27 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
Mercy rattled off the ingredients as she got out a mixing bowl. "It helps me feel less stressed," she explained.
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[personal profile] walkswithcoyote 2011-11-27 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Can't reach anyone at home either, huh?" Mercy asked.
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[personal profile] walkswithcoyote 2011-11-27 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh," Mercy said, looking embarrassed. "I'm sorry."
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[personal profile] walkswithcoyote 2011-11-27 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
Mercy smiled back at her a little shyly. "It must be tough to have been out of touch for so long."

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[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2011-11-27 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
Food food FOOOOOOOD.

Kenzi had rolled out of a portal this morning, and was still wandering around, hugging walls. But hey. She could follow good smells. And look! It as the girl with the hair and the cookies again! "Yay!"

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2011-11-27 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
"You're cooking again, woo!" Kenzi sat down on one of the stools, back to the wall, and her hand snaked out for a cookie. Then a muffin. She almost had one in her mouth before she asked, "These are for everybody, right?"

It hadn't occurred to her that Rapunzel probably wouldn't recognize her.

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2011-11-27 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks, Rapunzel." FOOOOOD. Nom nom nom. Kenzi slumped down a bit, and said very seriously, "Travel sucks. Don't do it."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2011-11-27 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
"You haven't?" Kenzi tilted her head. "Where are you-- oh right, your home doesn't have a name." She remembered that now. Kenzi bit into the muffin, and little "om nom nom nom" noises escaped. "Portalocity is broken. Don't use it if you *do* get a chance."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2011-11-27 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
"It spit me and Topher out in a subway tunnel! With giant rats!" Kenzi involuntarily shuddered. "I'm staying right here until they get it fixed, damnit."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2011-11-27 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
Kenzi gave her bang-bang fingers and said, "A-OK. Yup. Aside from the nightmares I'll be having about chittering fangs and red eyes in the dark. Peachy keen." She needed another cookie to recover. Rapunzel was awesome for having some right there. "You are such.. .mppph... good cook."