Second Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

[cuzfriendship]

Face it: only having two classes, spaced out on different days of the week, wasn't exactly enough to keep a fourteen-year-old occupied. Sooner or later, April had time on her hands and decided she should explore.

Eventually she discovered the common room, and the wondrous amount of cooking supplies that lay within, and her squeals of delight could probably be heard from down the hall.

She cranked up the music on her phone loud enough that it could be heard through her headphones, and she got to baking. Well, dancing and baking. Cupcakes and Taylor Swift made for a good combination.

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[dwarvenswagger]

Thorin left his roommate to her drawer organizing in order to procure food for the evening. The smell of baked goods lured him away from checking the other common rooms and right to the one on his own floor for a change.

Though he did have to pause at the music. The music of men was always so strange if you asked him.

"Greetings."

[cuzfriendship]

April's music was loud enough that her responding "Hey!" was more of a shout, but then she yanked one headphone out of her ear and realized her mistake. "Sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you. Hi. I'm on kind of a baking bender. Do you want a cupcake?"

They were red velvet!

[dwarvenswagger]

Thorin looked down at the cupcakes, inspecting them for a moment. He wasn't suspicious, that was just his usual 'resting murder face'.

"Why are they red?"

[cuzfriendship]

"I don't really know," April said thoughtfully, tapping her finger against her chin. "I mean, they're supposed to be. I don't know who decided that red velvet cupcakes should be the style. But they're basically chocolate."

Never let it be said that April backed down in response to resting murder face. She barely even noticed it.

[yogurtvore]

Blue stomped into the common room carrying a scepter and not looking too happy about it. "Where's Thorin?!"

Here, Blue. He was here.

[cuzfriendship]

"Umm, not me?" April was just trying to do her baking thing, okay. "Is that a person? Holy Bridget Bishop, that's a pretty scepter. Cane. What is it exactly?"

...So sometimes April used historical figures' names as exclamations.

[yogurtvore]

"I don't know, but it was in my sock drawer," Blue said. "You know. Where I want to put my socks."

[cuzfriendship]

"Whoa. Spooky," April said with full sincerity. "Ooh, do you think someone left it for you to find because it's a clue to some kind of mystery you need to solve?"

Probably not that, no.

[dwarvenswagger]

"...oh, you found the scepter."

YES, SHE FOUND THE SCEPTER, THORIN.

[yogurtvore]

"Yes, I found the scepter. Why was it in my sock drawer?" The way she was holding it suggested she might be subconsciously thinking of using it. For violence. "Are all of your drawers full? I need to put my socks in there, Thorin."

[dwarvenswagger]

Rude, Blue. Though it was well enough made to survive impending violence. Dwarven ingenuity.

"There was room for it there."

[halfaclink.livejournal.com]

Frank walked into the common room carrying a large box. Yes, it was clanking slightly. But only slightly, because it had been well-packed. "Excuse me, can anyone point me to the elevator? As it turns out, this is far too much liquor to carry up the stairs to whatever floor my room is on."

That would be the fourth floor.

[yogurtvore]

Okay, this was more what Blue had been expecting from rich kid boarding school all along. But, "We have an elevator here?"

[halfaclink.livejournal.com]

"It's a building, isn't it?" Frank asked. "All buildings have elevators, just like wine cellars." Wrong on multiple levels.

[yogurtvore]

"This is a high school dorm, so I'm pretty sure we don't have a wine cellar either," Blue told him.

[cuzfriendship]

"I got it!" April said, dashing over to accept the box, assuming Frank would let her. "I'm kind of a boss when it comes to carrying heavy things. But you know you could just put it in the fridge, right?"

[halfaclink.livejournal.com]

"Why would I want to put it in a fridge?" Frank asked, letting April take the box. "Anyone can get to it there. Also, none of it has to be chilled. Also, it would take slightly longer for me to get to it." He had many reasons.

[cuzfriendship]

"Hang on, alcohol doesn't have to be chilled?" You were talking to a real booze novice here, Frank. "Wow. And it still tastes good at room temperature? I mean, as good as it can be, anyway."

For the record, so far April wasn't the world's biggest fan of gin.

She perched the box over one arm and waited for Frank to take the lead on navigation. She was being optimistic about his navigational skills, here.

[dwarvenswagger]

"What is an elevator?" Safe to say no, Frank. No elevator.

[halfaclink.livejournal.com]

"It's a room you stand in and then it moves up and down, even if you haven't had a lot to drink," Frank explained.

[dwarvenswagger]

"Ah," Thorin replied, now understanding. Because they had those in the mines. "I do not believe this building large enough to warrant one of those."

Get used to the stairs, Frank. Or share the booze.

[buzzkillcaptain.livejournal.com]

Dipper entered the common room covered in grass and mud. He was also writing in his journal and talking aloud as he did.

"And that's why you should never attempt to touch a teal deer's antler.."

He snapped the book shut and looked up. "Something smells good."

[cuzfriendship]

"It's probably these!"

And suddenly there was a plate of red velvet cupcakes under Dipper's nose, along with an April.

"Help yourself. You look like you could use one. Did a deer just beat you up?"

[buzzkillcaptain.livejournal.com]

"Oh! Hey. Cupcakes! Awesome," Dipper said picking up one of the cupcakes. "And not so much beat up as me freaking out a deer and pushed and then falling down a hill."

[cuzfriendship]

"Ouch!" she said sympathetically. "Did the deer tell you to beware anything in particular?" April wanted to know. "Or was it just a regular deer?"

A beat. "Also, are you hurt? I think I saw some ice packs in the freezer."