Fourth Floor Common Room [Saturday afternoon]

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The newbies had been on the island for an entire week! Rapunzel was pretty sure that at least some of them had to be feeling overwhelmed.

Besides, she hadn't had a chance to meet most of them!

But that was okay. Rapunzel had a solution to both of those problems! Baking. Lots and lots and lots of baking! Cookies, brownies, muffins, and cupcakes were already strewn over most of the flat surfaces in the common room.

And now? It was time for pie!

Rapunzel's tongue was caught lightly between her teeth as she caaaarefully worked to separate egg whites from their yolks.

Hopefully people would show up soon to either help bake, or help consume the results of all the baking. But either way, Rapunzel intended to take the opportunity to smile broadly and talk to them!

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[wwiii]

That was probably for the best, because she would have gotten a dirty look for a question like the first.

"That depends entirely on how long Karla thinks it takes to cook a mincemeat-curry pie, and how distracted she gets between now and when it's done."

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Kenzi looked thoughtful. "Think she'll get distracted enough that we can take it out and get rid of it?"

[wwiii]

Warren looked thoughtful, too.

"Only if I put on a tie."

No reason.

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Kenzi stared at him, imagining him in a tie. Hey, not bad. "Go, go. Get into the fetish-wear. We're saving newbies!"

[wwiii]

"And if the pie comes out early while I'm putting it on?"

Then everyone would DIE and it would be horrible!

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"Then I have a terrible accident with this fire extinguisher, since I technically don't have clearance to operate it. I will be so sorry."

[wwiii]

"You will be a hero."

Seriously. Like... a major hero.

".... I'll be right back."

That wasn't a mad dash for the door, but it might have looked like one. You know. To the untrained eye.

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Kenzi hovered, humming to herself, finger on the trigger. God help everyone if she ever gets a flame-thrower. "La la laaa..."

[wwiii]

A few minutes later, Warren returned, gave Kenzi a nod, and then made his way over so that he'd be in Karla's line of sight.

Operation: Save the Newbies was a go.

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Kenzi gave him a salute, and stood watch, ready to cover his escape, or throw the pie to the wolves.

Metaphorically. Blind Seer and the werewolves were smarter than that.