Fifth Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

Right, so. Weird-ass portal thingy, Fandom island, island full of more small children than usual... Ellie had a good idea what was going on here. She'd go find her parents- eventually. First things first, she'd arranged for waffle delivery from J,GoB (yeah, they did waffles. on days where the baker who considered them a breakfast pastry was on shift, anyway) and set up in the common room.

There were waffles, toppings, syrup... everything for a nice, sugar-laden Saturday morning breakfast.


[ooc: Yes, despite the journal doing the posting, actual resident of the CR is kleptopathic. Yes, Toby and Kenzi's kid looks like girl!Toby. If they had a boy he'd probably look like boy!Kenzi 'cause that's how we roll. It also makes things like posting parent-less CRs easier since I have the icon already. Also, totally open!]

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[mylilsleipnir.livejournal.com]

There was an eight legged horse in the dorms. Why was there an eight legged horse in the dorms?

Ask Loki.

But, for now, it was standing in the doorway, giving those waffles a look.

[kleptopathic.livejournal.com]

Ellie's honourary aunt was a succubus. An eight-legged horse didn't so much as-

Well, okay, she blinked. But then the blinking gave way to an "omg omg omg a PONY!" expression.

"Awwww, aren't you just the cutest thing!" she said, bouncing a little on the heels of her feet.

[mylilsleipnir.livejournal.com]

Excuse you, Ellie. Sleipnir was a beast of terrible proportions, ridden by Odin into battle and... could it have a sugar cube? That would be terribly nice of her.

[kleptopathic.livejournal.com]

...Had the pony just thought at her?

Right. Eight legs. Probably not your normal, er, pasture-variety equine here. She could work with that.

"Of course," she told him, gesturing for him to come a little further inside the common room. "Lemme just see if I can find some sugar cubes in the kitchen..."

[i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com]

"Spider-horse!!!" Hank exclaimed, upon seeing the fabled steed. "Mutant spider-horse in the dorms!!!"

This time it was Rusty Jr.'s turn to sniff haughtily. "It's not nearly as scary as the one Grampa Rusty fought in Episode 96, 'The Spider-Skull Island of Doctor Moreau'."

"Come on, that's pretty freaky-looking right there!" Hank countered, gesturing at Sleipnir. "Someone did science to it! What could make it more scary?"

Rusty Jr. crossed his arms and looked gravely serious. "One word: mandibles."

[mylilsleipnir.livejournal.com]

Sleipnir whinnied in disdain for this supposed 'science' they spoke of. He was all magic, baby! All magic!

[i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com]

"Now you've made it angry," Hank chided his son. "Hey, ten bucks says the web comes out its mouth even though spiders don't work like that!"

[seesincolours.livejournal.com]

Apparently, Kate needed Time. Either to adjust, or to put some real clothes on. Julie kind of got that, even if she'd reacted with a roll of her eyes and a long-suffering sigh.

She'd been told to find her own breakfast, and left with a four year old to do the same for. This was not at all what she'd had planned for her weekend.

Squirming curly-haired boy got dumped on the floor as soon as she made it in, and he immediately beelined for the kitchen. "Don't eat anything that's not supposed to be eaten." Shapeshifter kids, you couldn't put it past them.

[kleptopathic.livejournal.com]

"I've got waffles," Ellie offered. "I didn't make them or anything, so they're safe for human consumption."

[seesincolours.livejournal.com]

"I was thinking more like cushions, or tables, or mud." Not that there was likely to be mud in a kitchen. "Or bugs." Hopefully not those either.

The grabby hands creeping up towards the food might indicate Caleb thought they definitely looked fit for human consumption, thank you.

[kleptopathic.livejournal.com]

"Does he usually eat tables?" Ellie had to ask, sliding a waffle on a plate and handing it over to little grabbyhands there.

[i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com]

"Also, don't eat anything that someone else has called dibsies on," Hank added helpfully.

"Unless you called them first," Rusty Jr. chimed in. "Or it's something Mom said you could have because you're special."

[nudged.livejournal.com]

Stan was totally going to get around to finding her mom eventually. She just didn't feel like getting lectured again for accidentally picking up Chevalier d'Eon's (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chevalier_d%27Eon) cross at the Warehouse. Besides, she was sure she could find more interesting things to do in Fandom than being forced to sit in her mom's dorm room.

"Ooo, breakfast! This looks better than we get at Lena's!" Which was not easy to do.

[kleptopathic.livejournal.com]

"It's from JGob," Ellie informed the girl, with the 'so of course it's better than stuff from anywhere else' left unspoken. "And there's lots, so help yourself."

[also, wtf, LJ, with marking your original comment as suspicious.]

[nudged.livejournal.com]

[I DON'T KNOW. Someone was mean to my little Stan journal, or something.]

Stan, who was already reaching for a plate and fork surreptitiously, grinned back. "Yay! Free waffles!" Now she wouldn't have to hide it when she coated them with as much sugary goodness as possible!

[kleptopathic.livejournal.com]

Not gonna lie, feeding children sugar and then turning them loose on Fandom had more-or-less been Ellie's plan all along, so it was nice of Stan to help her achieve that goal.

"Looking for your parents?" she guessed.

[venture-stock.livejournal.com]

"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day!" Rusty Jr. exclaimed. "Like in Episode 26, 'Escape from the Land of Eternal Morning, Brought To You By Post Cocoa Pebbles', when Grampa Rusty was able to outrun a big soldier guy because of the extra energy he got from a complete nutritious breakfast!"

[nudged.livejournal.com]

Oh my, was Stan ever that earnest? (Yes, Stan, yes you were.) "That's great, kid," Stan said around a mouthful of whipped cream covered waffle. "Is your parent a cereal magnate or something?"

[stealabeat.livejournal.com]

Vlad was currently trying to figure out what the deal was with the stupid portal that brought him to Fandom. Checking out people at the dorms seemed a good place to start. Also, there was usually free food there.

"Score!"

[kleptopathic.livejournal.com]

"Good morning to you too, kid," Ellie replied, one eyebrow arched.

[stealabeat.livejournal.com]

Vlad took off his shades, and eyes a shade very very identical to Ellie's crinkled at her. "Hi. You'd feed a starving orphan kid, wouldn't you?"

What? So he wasn't an orphan. Who said he was talking about himself?

[i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com]

Hank and Rusty Jr. both turned to Vlad with identical dorky grins on their faces and said in unison, "I know, right?!?!"

[venture-stock.livejournal.com]

"I told you I smelled waffles!!!" Rusty Venture, Jr. exclaimed as he dragged his tiny pop into the common room. "WAFFLES!!!"

Hank sniffed haughtily and stuck his nose in the air. "I refuse to concede the argument until I get concrete syrup-on-tastebuds proof. That could be an illusion."

[kleptopathic.livejournal.com]

"Not an illusion, I promise," Ellie held up one such non-illusory waffle for inspection.

[i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com]

Hank examined the waffle closely, sniffed it, and took a bite. "Thank you, kind lady," he announced graciously. "Your breakfast starch has passed the test."

"Now, I get a waffle!" Rusty Jr. demanded. "Mom says I can have all the waffles I want, so long as I don't get too fat to be a television star."