http://wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2011-12-19 06:12 pm
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Fifth Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

There was a fruitcake in Wesley's room.

He'd never thought Alex the sort to keep uncovered fruitcakes around, but it wasn't his business, so he didn't touch it and simply moved to the common room with something to read. Just as he sat down and opened his book, he happened to spot, out of the corner of his eye, another fruitcake. Just sitting there. Right next to him.

That was worrisome.

Abandoning the couch for a moment, Wesley moved the cake over to the counter and covered it with plastic wrap, so that anyone who wanted it could feel free to help themselves.

When he sat back down? There it was again.

Oh, blast.

[[Open like a common room, yep!]]
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[personal profile] godofxbox 2011-12-20 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, Wesley," Alex said as he came into the common room and headed straight for the kitchen area. Then something occurred to him and he backtracked to ask, "Did you leave a fruitcake in our room?"

[identity profile] wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com 2011-12-20 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
"I was hoping it was yours," Wesley admitted. "Though they do seem to be everywhere today."

On cue, five of them appeared on the coffee table. Wesley cast them a withering look.
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[personal profile] godofxbox 2011-12-20 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
Alex eyed the collection on the coffee table for a moment before looking back to Wesley to explain, "Definitely not mine. I don't really do Christmas in general, so...especially not fruitcake. Isn't it supposed to taste terrible?" He didn't really know.

[identity profile] wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com 2011-12-20 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't mind it," Wesley said, "but I generally make it a rule not to, er, eat anything the island conjures up."

It was a very safe rule.
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[personal profile] godofxbox 2011-12-20 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
"That's probably a pretty good rule," Alex agreed. "I mean, what if it disappears? Then is it like you never ate it?"

[identity profile] wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com 2011-12-20 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Possibly," Wes said thoughtfully. "And then of course there's always the chance of it turning into something else, which is... actually rather disturbing to envision in this context."

Sorry.
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[personal profile] godofxbox 2011-12-20 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
Alex didn't find it that disturbing to think about, but then, Alex was an Olympian. His brain was probably wired a little different. "Yeah, but, if it was a student or whatever, wouldn't there just be one?"

[identity profile] wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com 2011-12-20 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I hear there's a professor that can multiply himself..."

Wesley was suddenly eyeing the fruitcakes with new suspicion.
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[personal profile] godofxbox 2011-12-20 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, yeah, Jamie Madrox. But he doesn't just randomly pop up places, his powers don't work like that," said the superhero fanboy.

[identity profile] wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com 2011-12-20 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Good," Wesley decided. Because that'd be super creepy. "That's, ah. Quite reassuring."

He paused, set six of the fruitcakes that had appeared on the couch back onto the coffee table, and then asked, "So, ah. What are you doing for the break?"
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[personal profile] godofxbox 2011-12-20 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know," Alex said with a shrug. "I'm supposed to be going back home, but my dad is, uh, currently not home. He's busy." The last time he'd spoken to him, he'd had to shout to be heard over the machine gun fire. "And apparently," he said with a roll of his eyes, "he doesn't want me running around New York alone. Something about having to bail me out of juvie would be embarrassing." It was like he'd met Alex.

[identity profile] wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com 2011-12-20 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
"...I can see how that'd be a bit awkward, yes." Because Alex was like fourteen. And also would probably creep out the other inmates. "Well, I'm told the island is a fairly pleasant place to be over Christmas," he offered. "What with the, ah. Penguins and fruitcakes and whatnot."
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[personal profile] godofxbox 2011-12-20 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
"The penguins were cute," Alex agreed. "But they didn't seem to like me much." GEE WONDER WHY. He didn't sound bothered by it, though, so there was that. "I just miss New York. I might just go anyway. My dad doesn't have to know, right? What are you doing? Are you going home?" Alex was pretty sure he knew the answer to that one, but he had to ask.
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[identity profile] wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com 2011-12-20 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
SO MANY QUESTIONS.

"I might spend a few days in Los Angeles doing some work for a friend," Wesley said offhandedly. "But, ah. Is that really the best idea? That is, if your father prefers otherwise..."

Oh, Wes. You and your daddy issues.
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