Fourth Floor Common Room [Saturday afternoon]

[leavingthenest.livejournal.com]

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]

One of these days, Warren would make it all the way to the roof before being distracted by something in the fourth floor common room.

Today was totally not one of those days.

"I smell baking," he announced, peering into the room, cautiously at first, and then breaking into a little grin.

Safe baking, even! Score!

[glacial_queen]

Karla had a good nose for scents. Most of them were psychic, but the smell of baked treats? They managed to call for her from several floors away. Hopefully whoever was baking wasn't done yet so that Karla could help, too, but just getting to sit back and enjoy freshly baked treats was a fabulous consolation prize.

"Kiss kiss?" she called, poking her head through the doorway to the fourth floor common room. "Who's cooking, what's baking, and can I help?"

No, Rapunzel. Just say no.

[EEEEEE!!! YOU DID THIS THREEEEEAD!]

[longislandiceme]

Okay, the free food? Definitely one of the things Bobby had missed about Fandom. So was it any surprise that the smell of baking lured him up a floor?

"You're sharing, I hope?" he asked.

[cant-be-helped.livejournal.com]

First, there was a girl who was very tentatively sticking her head in the doorway of the common room. The last time she'd been in here, she'd found herself being yelled at by a rather scary looking student.

She wasn't one to back down from scary people, of course, which was why she'd come back. It was a relief that he was not there, though.

So then she confidently stepped into the room and gave a curtsy in her plain blue dress.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" she asked.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Cookie smell! Kenzi just followed the cookie smell.

"Need help eating those?"