3rd Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

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Pie.

Everything in the fridge was pie. Elsa had come into the common room looking for tea, but she'd been in for a bit of a shock when she'd opened the refrigerator for some milk, and had been forced into skipping backward a few steps while three apple pies and a banana cream tumbled out from where they'd been crammed in there. She'd left the fridge handle covered in jagged icicles in her surprise, and would have retreated from the common room entirely in a panic if she hadn't felt guilty about the mess.

A bit of cleanup (and a rolling pin taken to break up the ice on the fridge handle before anyone else could see) and Elsa was carefully investigating the pie situation a little more thoroughly.

Pie.

Everything in the fridge was pie. There was no milk. There were no vegetables. Literally everything in the fridge had been replaced with pies of various types.

... Of course, there was nothing to do about it but help herself to a slice of lemon meringue and maybe give the television another chance. What was on it? A cooking show. What were they cooking?

Guess.

[Idek. Open, though!]

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Amelia hadn't really done much exploring since she'd gotten talked into staying at the dorms, but she'd felt safe enough to poke her head out of Sparkle's room tonight, which had eventually led to wandering up a floor curiously.

Which would be why there was a little girl, much littler than was usually in the dorms, except on special weekends, poking her head into the common room. She was wearing a fuzzy set of jammies. They were purple with pink kitties on them.

Sparkle had said they were a gift, and she'd been too taken with them to argue with him.

"...Hi," Amelia said, a bit diffidently, surprised to see someone in the common room.

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Elsa... hadn't expected a little girl in the dorms. At all. Especially not a shy little one that was covered in kittens, looking as though she hadn't been expecting her to be here, either. She blinked, and tilted her head at the little girl. And then, after a moment of awkward silence between them, she offered the child a smile that almost mirrored hers.

"Hi," she replied, gently. "How are you, this evening?"

Tiny? Clad in a lot of purple? Adorable?

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Amelia's uncertain smile grew a little.

"I'm okay," she said, ducking her head. "I was just out exploring. Have you seen any squirrels?"

She still hadn't found any!

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"Squirrels, in here?" Elsa took a moment to glance around, and then smiled a little more. "I haven't been able to spot them just yet. They're very good at hiding and I haven't thought to look for them before. Have you been trying to spot one for long?"

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"A little while," Amelia offered, sidling into the room now that she was more certain that this person wasn't going to be mean or anything. "I couldn't find any in the park, but I haven't looked in here much."

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"Hm... Well, perhaps we can lure some of them out? What do squirrels like, do you suppose?"

Elsa was not suggesting alcohol. Sorry, squirrels.

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"Sparks said something about a drink they like." That was okay, Elsa, Amelia could suggest that. "But I don't know. Nuts, maybe?"

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"Well... I don't have any of the drink they like," Elsa noted, "but I'm pretty sure I saw a pecan pie in the cold box."

Fridge.

"I don't suppose you like pie, do you?"

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"I like pie!" Amelia said hopefully, all big eyes.

Did that mean she could have pie?

"Do you think the squirrels would like it too?"

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Kathy was feeling kind of social this evening and so had ducked her head into common rooms until she'd discovered one with people in it.

People and pie. Good deal.

"Hello?" she said, stepping inside with a little wave. "Umm, is it someone's birthday today?"

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"Not that I'm aware of," Elsa replied, looking up from where she was cutting another slice of strawberry-rhubarb. "There's just no room in the cold box for anything but all of the pie that's in there. I'm not entirely certain if this is something the island did, or somebody's idea of a joke, but I was quite put out to find that there wasn't even milk for tea."

And so she was taking it out on the pie, by making people eat it. That would show that pie, wouldn't it?

"... Please take some."

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"I really shouldn't," Kathy said, reluctantly. "I mean, what if it belongs to someone else?"

Her stomach responded with a very loud gurgle. It was hungry. It had not been fed in whole hours.

"On the other hand, maybe a few slices wouldn't hurt."

Those poor pies.

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"They've got a monopoly on the entire inside of the icebox," Elsa replied, too polite to say anything about the rumble, but too irked about her milk going missing to be particularly upset about potential pie-theft. "If they belong to somebody, they went out of their way to throw out everything else, and they didn't leave a note saying it was theirs. I think at that point, they get what they deserve if somebody eats them."

She'd had food in there! Where it had been sitting, there was now a stack of key lime, and one bumbleberry on the top.

"Help yourself?"

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"Well, if you insist," Kathy said with unconvincing reluctance. "I'll just take a look. See if there's anything good in there."

Opening up the fridge, she saw a veritable mountain of pies. She had to blink a few times just to make sure it wasn't an illusion.

"...How on earth?" she mumbled, before becoming distracted by something far more important. "Is that a chocolate silk pie?"

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"I have no id--did you say chocolate?"

Look, Elsa was just a bit of a chocoholic.

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"Mmmhmm," Kathy said, shifting the pies in the fridge so she could pull out the chocolate pie. "It looks good, too."

One of the pies wobbled and began to fall off the shelf. Kathy moved in a blur of motion to snatch it out of the air.

"I..." She blinked at the pie in her hand, caught inches off the ground. "...At least the pie is safe?"

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Even Elsa was kind of staring at that move. That was quite the impressive rescue, there.

"Better safe than on the floor," she decided, shaking her head and telling herself that she had probably blinked or something at just the proper moment... "I've already cleaned up three today. There are far too many in there, really."

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Yeah, you go with that, Elsa. Kathy was. Or some other ridiculous and implausible explanation to deny what was going on.

"Well, fortunately, we're here to help with that a bit," Kathy said cheerfully. She held up the chocolate silk pie and the one she had rescued, which was looking a bit like a mincemeat. "Want a piece?"

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Amelia peered over the top of the couch curiously.

"Hi," she said, still a bit shy and wary. "Is it supposed to be someone's birthday?"

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Okaaaay. Since when had the school been K through twelve. Unless the freshmen were getting a lot younger these days.

"Umm, I don't know?" Kathy said, giving the girl a smile. "I just assumed it was because of all the pie. Better than cake, you know?"

The filling-to-frosting ratio decreed it.

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"Cake is too sweet," Amelia said solemnly, smiling a little at the other girl. "Elsa let me have pie, though. I liked that."

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"What kind of pie did you have?" Kathy asked. "This is a very important question, you see. I need to know my options before choosing what to eat first."

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"Strawberry-rhubarb," Amelia said, as requested. "And we gave the squirrels a pecan one."

It was sitting over by the television.

"They haven't come to eat it yet."

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"That's pretty generous of you both," Kathy said. "Giving the squirrels a whole pie for themselves." She squatted down to be at a height with the little girl. "Hi, I'm Kathy. Are you here visiting someone?"

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Amelia studied Kathy warily.

"I'm Amelia," she said, after a moment. "Sparkle is letting me stay with him because it's safer. Are you visiting?"