Second Floor Common Room, Thursday Morning

[whenshewasnice]

There were freshly made pancakes in the common room.

There was also maple syrup available.

Oh, and a Canadian. Sometimes you had to live up to stereotypical expectations. And Natalie had missed the newbie picnic due to having been a snake at the time, so this was her vague, belated welcoming gesture. Or something. Really, she'd just felt like having pancakes this morning, and it didn't hurt to make more than what she really needed for herself. She was feeling pretty okay, and therefore it was an okay day for breakfast food related socializing.

Or, if no one came by, an excellent day for sitting on one end of a couch stuffing her face with pancakes while watching some random rerun of a reality show on MTV. Because that was what she was currently doing.

[ooc: Open, duh. ENTERTAIN ME.]

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[whenshewasnice]

"And I'm not inept at all. Alec knows that too, since he's still holding a grudge from a parallel universe." Granted, she'd beaten him up. But that wasn't them. "But I don't mind the word as long as all it means is 'not a Shadowhunter'."

It was when it was 'mundie' with a scowl that it annoyed her.

[myownface]

Yeah, Sparkle definitely wasn't a fan.

"If that's all it means," Sparkle allowed, frowning all the same. "Still feels like a 'less than,' to me, though. Alec doesn't use it so much anymore, I wanna say he's learning." He gave his shoulders a shrug. "I don't mind being 'other,' just so long as it isn't the same thing as 'inferior,' you know?"

[whenshewasnice]

"Mm. I don't really care if anyone thinks I'm inferior as long as I know I'm not." Well, that wasn't entirely true. But, anyone she actually cared about was always a special case. "Jace never stopped using it, but I had his respect, so. Whatever."

[myownface]

"Respect goes a pretty long way, too," Sparkle allowed. "I mean, a person can call me some pretty shit things, so long as they're not serious about it and I know they don't think of me like dirt or something. Never really knew Jace, though. Can't imagine he'd think all too highly of me, either way."

Maybe higher than Izzy did?

Probably not. He was the mundie that was dating Alec, after all.

[whenshewasnice]

"Jace doesn't think highly of much of anyone apart from himself," Natalie replied mildly, without judgment. The boy had called her big sister. Clearly she'd passed the Jace Wayland quality control check. "It's mostly not personal."

[myownface]

"Guess it wouldn't be," Sparkle allowed as he skewered the last of his pancake on the end of his fork. "Stupid, the kind of shit people think matters. He's important to Alec, so. I dunno. Kinda guess I wanna get a seal of approval that's not ever gonna happen."

He had a whole morning of twenty-years-from-now possible future weekend arguing behind him to back him up on that one. It was disheartening in a way that he wasn't about to admit.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie fell silent for a moment, just absently eating what was left on her plate. Swiping up rest of the syrup.

Her attention was still idly on her breakfast when she spoke again. "If all else fails, tell him his sister approves," she said, predictably mild in tone. "It should count for something."

[myownface]

Natalie was so getting a kind of wary side-eye for that one.

"... Yeah?"

Look, Sparkle was still getting used to having people's approval at all. Especially unsolicited, like this. He had no idea what to do with it.

[whenshewasnice]

Whereas Natalie didn't give a damn whether her approval was necessary or wanted or anything. It was just another thought she chose to express.

She glanced over with a raised eyebrow. "What?"

[myownface]

"Just trying to figure out why," Sparkle admitted, mucking around with his fork in the syrup left over on his plate. "Not really in the habit of trying to earn approval or anything."

[whenshewasnice]

At that, Natalie shrugged a shoulder. "Mine is hard to earn on purpose, anyway."

And no, that didn't really answer the question why.

[myownface]

"Well yeah, mine too," Sparkle replied, and then hung on that sentiment for a moment before shrugging his shoulder. "Whatever. Thanks, I guess."

That was a far more genuine thanks than it probably sounded like. There were even undertones of, 'yeah, I approve of you, too,' in there. Not really things that Sparkle was in the habit of sharing, no.

"These pancakes are fucking awesome, you know that?"

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie just shrugged again. No comments on his thanks or any possible undertones. She wasn't big on sharing, either.

"I don't make bad pancakes. But thanks."