Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [06/03].

[howareyanow]

Wayne was stubborn, especially when it came to things he didn't much care to think about, but, so help him, this waking up Monday morning and not really knowing what sort of place he'd be waking up in was starting to get to him a little bit, so he actually did twitch back a curtain before heading to the common room for a look outside, saw that everything looked normal again, and wondered if maybe some of all that from last week...and the week before...and the week before...was all just some sort of a fever dream or some bad eggs.

It didn't help, either, that when he did make it to the common room and checked the fridge, mostly expecting to find very little by way of appealing offerings and having to really push to make a decent breakfast out of it, he found all the stuff he remembered getting two Sundays ago that had disappeared last Monday. Which make him wonder if this Monday was actually last Monday, see: fever dream or perhaps some strange sort of other situation where the last week hadn't actually happened and he'd only thought it did.

But he still had a couple of cuts on his knuckles and probably that ruined shirt to prove otherwise.

Ah, well. If things were back to normal now....he would say he wouldn't look that gift horse in the mouth, but you knew Wayne was totally the sort of person that would inspect that gift horse's mouth so thoroughly, he might as well become a horse dentist.

But he was going to make breakfast, an actual breakfast with some real food, all the stuff for the omelettes and hashbrowns and sausage he was planning on making last Monday back and ready to be used. So he put on the coffee, got started on the cooking, and he supposed it would only be a matter of time before the girls started coming in.

Because tradition.

[[ monday morning breakfast post is open as always! ]]

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[bookbeltof_love]

"OHMYGOOOOOOOOOOOOSH GOOD MORNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Guess who was a little excited today, Wayne? Guess!

[howareyanow]

Was it Nina? It was probably Nina. Wayne was going to go ahead and bet his whole left testicle that it was Nina.

When he was done wincing at that greeting, maybe. He might get used to that sort of thing eventually, but it didn't seem too terribly likeleh.

Still, nothing a little bit of squinting and nose wrinkling couldn't take care of, so Wayne took a moment to do just that before launching into his own brusque sort of greeting. "Nina! How are ya now?"

[bookbeltof_love]

And Nina was not the slightest bit sorry either about the abuse she put his eardrums through.

"I'm fantaaaaaaaaaastic!!!!!!!!!!!!" she bubbled, bouncing a bit. "How are you????????????"

[howareyanow]

Wayne was mildly considering maybe swinging by the store to pick up some nice earplugs to help him out before next Monday rolled around.

"Ohhh," he answered in the usual drawl, "not so bad. Have a good birthday, did ya? Managed to surive your..." So much disapproval in just one long pause, but he was already fixing her up a plate with a little of everything he made, and it was already finished and being handed over to her by the time the pause was done stretching itself out "...detention?"

[bookbeltof_love]

"Thank you for breakfast," she said, giggling at that long, long pause of his. "And detention was great!!!!!!!!!!!"

It really had been!

[howareyanow]

Wayne nodded at the gratitude; no need to thank him, s'tradition now, and he knew now that Nina'd likely be helping with all the clean-up afterwards, so it all balanced out nicely.

"S'not usually what I'd expect to hear about a detention," he noted, "but fuck if I know what kind of whacky shenanigans this place goes around callin' a detention. 'Cause you don't much seem the type to thing being stuck sitting in a classroom somewhere all day as....great."

There was a sort of immitating quality to his emphasis on the word, but it was very much a Wayne sort of emphasis, and not a Nina one, because Wayne was not typically capable of properly immitating a Nina-like emphasis. But apparently there was at least a bit of an effort.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

So far today looked normal, and she didn't have to leave to check that nothing had exploded in the warehouse, so she figured she could spare the time to pop in here.

"Morning."

[bookbeltof_love]

"I spend a lot of time studying, I'll have you know!!!!!!!!!!" she protested, still giggling as she took a seat to dig into her breakfast. "But, like, no way that's not what we did for detention!!!!!!!!!! For that we had to clean the bus!!!!!!!!!! With, like, toothbrushes and tiny paintbrushes and it took forever but it was still really fun, you know?????????????? Like, getting to spend all that time with my best friends and the Dean is, like, super great!!!!!!!!!!!"

[howareyanow]

"Sabine." Wayne nodded in greeting; it was always good to see her pop in every once in a while, too, to break up the pretty consistant flood of two-blondes-and-an-alien for breakfast. "How are ya now?"

[howareyanow]

"Fer covering the bus in all those floaties and water wings and inflatables," Wayne mused, putting things in order to make sure he was painting the right picture, "yer punishment was to clean it up, using toothbrushes and tiny paintbrushes?"

He blinked, lifting his chin a little to the side thoughtfully.

"Well, that right there's just about the first thing sensible thing I've heard about happening around here."

A punishment to fit the crime. That was the sort of thing Wayne could really get behind.

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina grinned at him.

"You sound like you approve of that," she noted.

The punishment had done nothing, at all, to stop her from plotting future crimes though.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Cautiously optimistic," she said, glancing towards the window. "How are you so far?"

[howareyanow]

"Can confirm," said Wayne with a nod to help that confirmation along a little, too. "Makes sense. You make a mess of something, you clean it up, maybe learn a lesson or two about it along the way."

He did, however, slide his eyes toward Nina in a sort of appraising glance. Considering what he figured he could deduce about her with regards to what he knew so far, and especially considering that grin on her face, he had no delusions that any lessons had been learned along the way.

"It's like....it's like when you leave the barn door open after chores one time, but all you got was your dad hollerin', thinkin' you were stoned, when you haven't smoked the electric lettuce since grade eight, odds are, you're just likeleh to do it again. It's only when you leave the barn door open after chores one time and the cows get out and you have to spend your whole fuckin' Saturday trying to round them all up and half of 'em's gone right over the crick already, anyway, and fuck that's a long way trying to herd one cow while the others are starting to make a break for that weak spot in the fence you keep hopin' they'll forget about....then you'll fuckin' remember to close that damn barn door."

[howareyanow]

Wayne's glance following Sabine's was his way of pretty much saying saaaaame.

But what he did say, of course, was the usual "Oh, not so bad," followed dedicatedly with, "Fix you a plate?"

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina was capable of being properly contrite, but nothing anyone had said so far had managed to make her feel like that, especially not about The Bus.

And what even was electric lettuce?

"I have to ask," Nina said, keeping a straight face only through sheer effort, "but, like, did that happen to you?????????????????"

[bookbeltof_love]

"SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABIIIIIIIIIIIIIINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Guess what's going on today??????????? GUESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's amaziiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

And Nina was maybe a little excited about it! A little!

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Sure, Thanks," she said. "You really do this every week, huh?"

[seriesofbaddecisions]

You'd think by know Sabine wouldn't jump.

"No idea. What's going on today?"

[bookbeltof_love]

"Sabineeeeeee! SABINEEEEEEEEEEE! The animals are talking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

And it was so, so great! So great!

[howareyanow]

Wayne actually thought about evading the answer a little bit, but he supposed being truthful lent more weight to the lesson, didn't it?

"Just the once," he sad, lifting a finger to indicate it. "And you better believe, as sure as God's got sandals, I never once left the barn door open again after that."

[howareyanow]

Wayne shrugged a little, as he set to the task of filling Sabine's plate with a bit of everything. Omelette, potatoes, sausage, fruit, then handed it over.

"Just started doing it," he explained, "and people started showing up. Kept showing up, too, so I figured, fuck, why not? So now it's practically tradition."

And you didn't fuck with tradition.

[bookbeltof_love]

"Right!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" And she was back to beaming at him. "And, like, that makes total sense, but what we did to The Bus wasn't like that at all??????????"

So they were definitely going to target The Bus again. Especially since it was all shiny and clean now that they'd worked on it for so many hours.

[howareyanow]

"Well, that's true," Wayne allowed easily enough, "'cause there weren't no cows getting out of the bus and stompin' all over your neighbor's beans. And what you did to the bus was not only very silly, but it also didn't make any logical sense. To make a vehicle amphibious, you've got to do a whole lot to it than just slappin' on a couple of floaties and water wings and camping rafts. You gotta change the entire structure of the whole bottom, and you've got to go with something a bit more industrial-strength for floatation, not to mention making sure the engine's converted into something that can handle being run on both land and sea. Not to mention the very important consideration of weight distribution and capacity levels once you actually get students inside. You've got to actually think about these sorts of things."

Which he very clearly had been doing, perhaps a bit more than he would have liked to admit.

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina blinked at him.

Ohmygosh.

"You mean, like, there's a way to do it properly??????" This was going to go so bad for someone, some day, but this was amazing. "Like, I don't know anything about vehicles, so I just thought 'these things float' and that that would work, but………….."

[handystand]

Okuyasu had followed his nose into the common room, and it was honestly a surprise it had taken him this long to notice his roomie's monday morning habit.

"...is this all for you?" he asked, because he wasn't entirely certain that it wasn't. Wayne seemed like a man with a healthy appetite.