2nd Floor Common Room; Saturday Afternoon

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Travis was hungry. There hadn't been any food to find in his room so he'd made his way down a long hallway until he found a place that looked like a living room. It wasn't his living room but it had couches and chairs and a television and, best of all, a refrigerator.

Travis darted over to it, using both hands to tug on it so it'd pop open. Then, he stuck his head in, looking for something, anything. Maybe some cake? Cake sounded good but he was only finding things like eggs and milk and healthy stuff.

"Come on!" Travis moaned to no one in particular. He kept looking and finally found a piece of pizza from one of the many times the pizza boy had delivered too much. Gratefully, Travis grabbed the slice and took it out. He was already eating it when he climbed up onto the couch and turned on the television.

Cartoons time!

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"Anything good on?" Gwen asked as she poked her head in to see if anything fun was happening in here.

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"Cartoons!" Travis said exuberantly. "Bout the doggie that talks and solves crime!"

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"There's a dog that solves crime?" Gwen asked. "Is he a cop?"

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Travis thought about that and scratched his chin. "Don't think so. No badge. No uniform either."

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"Is he a PI?" she asked, like she knew what that was.

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Travis frowned and said, "Whassa PI?"

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"It's like a cop, but more annoying," Gwen decided. "My dad complains about 'em."

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"Is your daddy a policeman?" Travis asked. "My daddy works with video games."

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"Yep! He cleans up New York!" she said proudly. "What's he do with video games?"

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"He has a arcade," Travis told her proudly. "He has aaaaaaaall the video games. I get to go with him sometimes and play 'em!"

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"I'm jealous," Gwen decided. "Do you have to pay for them?"

She'd probably gotten a lecture once or twice on how no, you need to pay for things, Gwen, return that to the store right now.

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"Yeah," he said, frowning. "Daddy won't let me get them for free. Says it would be illegal or something. I have to save up to play 'em."

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"Well that's no fair," Gwen said, climbing onto a sofa.

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"I know," Travis said, glad to have found someone who agreed with him there. "Want some pizza?"

He'd eaten some but he could tear off a non bitten bit for her.

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"Yeah!" she said excitedly. It was pizza. Come on, no one said no to that ever. "Where'd you get it?"

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"Pizza man!" Or the fridge. "He brought it to me!"

Maybe Travis wanted to seem more important than he was. He broke off about half of the pizza and gave her the non bitten half.

"Here you go!"

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"Thanks," she said, taking it. "Pizza's the best."

Controversial opinion there, Gwen.

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"Pizza is the best!" Travis agreed excitedly. "We should have it for dinner too. I can cook it!"

No, you would not, Travis.

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"You know how to cook? That's like a grown-up thing," Gwen said.

Gwen just liked when she had food, she didn't care about learning how to make it.

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"I can...make popcorn." Sometimes. "What do you like to eat? Maybe I know how to make it!"

Probably not though.

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"I like popcorn! And candy. Do you know how to make candy?"

Healthy eater over here.

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Travis shook his head sadly. "I don't. I just know how to eat it. Got a favorite candy? I might be able to get you some!"

Why? Because.

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"Ummm, Snickers?" she said, listing off whatever came to her head first. She'd probably have a different answer in another thirty seconds.

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"Snickers?" Travis made a face. "Mine's jellybeans."

Obviously a better choice.

"Maybe there's some candy over there." He pointed to the kitchen. "Wanna come look with me?"

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"Sure," she said, popping off the couch because 'I just sat down' was a comment so many years away from being thought of. "I'm a good climber if it's up high."

She was not. All Gwen Stacys should be kept from heights.

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"Yay!" Travis rolled himself off the couch and toddled into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator again. "We can try in here first! I looked once but maybe you'll be better!"

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"I didn't think people hid candy in the fridge," Gwen said, opening it and looking at the bottom shelves, because short. "I thought it was just hid where we couldn't find it. Because I look all the time."

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"Well, sometimes cake's in here and that can have candies in it," Travis suggested, looking over Gwen's shoulder. "Cake's and ice cream!"

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"Ice cream's up there," Gwen said, pointing at the freezer, and taking things out of the fridge so she could see further back, putting them on the floor. "I never see cake unless there was a birthday. Was there a birthday?"

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"Not mine." He shook his head. "Yours?"

Travis dutifully made sure the things she pulled out were back far enough for her to not trip over them. "My last birthday was at the arcade!"

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"Mine's forever away," Gwen said. "Did you have to pay for video games on your birthday?" She so hoped not.

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"Nope!" That's because his father had done the paying. "It was free! When it's your birthday, you can come to the arcade!"

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"I am there," Gwen decided. "I don't see any cake in here."

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"Man." Travis frowned. "Wanna try some cabinets?"

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"I dunno, the fridge was a lot of work." And she had the attention span of a five-year-old.

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She was not wrong. He tapped his chin.

"Wanna just go back to the pizza?"

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"You can never go wrong with pizza," Gwen said wisely.

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"I'll make sure there's candy at your party at my daddy's arcade," Travis promised, nodding and heading back to the couch. "And pizza. All the pizza."

All of it.