Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [08/12].

[howareyanow]

Even as toys, you don't [CENSORED] with tradition!

It was Monday morning and Wayne (who would eventually start to take umbrage with the fact that they'd gone and made him a lumberjack when he was clearly a farmer, but had not yet made that distinction) headed down to the common room to make breakfast like he did every Monday morning, and it was a good thing that the process of making breakfast pretty much just involved taking already made plates out of the fridge, pretending to warm them up on a stove, and then setting them out, because it would be really hard to manage much more with those little C-shapes hands of his.

But, as it was, he set to the task of 'making breakfast,' and, before you knew it, 'breakfast' was served!

And the eggs were looking mighty tasty today, especially, if you asked him.

[[ I knew I was forgetting someone! Open common room is open! ]]

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[scoffs_at_tradition]

Did robotic plushy panthers need to eat? Probably not, but Shuri was here anyway!

She let out a little roar because her manufacturers didn't actually know what sound a black panther made, and then said, "Good morning!" because all plushies talk. Just ask any kid.

[howareyanow]

Of course they did! Why wouldn't they?

"Morning!" Wayne chirped back cheerfully, flipping a little plastic disc of eggs perfectly in his frying pan. "How are ya now?"

Hungry, he hoped!

[scoffs_at_tradition]

"Purrrfect!" Shuri said because even as a panther, she was a huge dork. "And very hungry for...plastic eggs."

Sure!

[white_oleander]

Astrid's eyes slid thoughtfully over to the robotic plushy panther for a moment, her head tilting slightly, before giving her a bright and toothy sort of smile. "It is a good morning!" she said, almost as if insisting on it instead of just agreeing. "Wayne's made everyone breakfast! Isn't that nice?"

[scoffs_at_tradition]

"So nice," Shuri agreed vehemently.

This would be such a terrible time to snap out of things...

[white_oleander]

The announcement that morning had shaken Astrid to her core. A bad toy here and there was to be expected, she supposed, but the fact that it had been the dean was just....just...unfathomable! She didnt know what would ever possess a toy to go bad, but she did worry that such a high-profile example might start making people think that....

....she didnt even want to finish that sentiment! It was too terrible! But Astrid felt that it was her duty to keep an eye on her fellow students, make sure none of them started to get any dangerous ideas, and to put a stop to it before anything got too far!

So she was going to troll the common rooms and keep a watchful eye on stuff, but she was pleasantly surprised when she popped her head into the third floor common room.

"Oh! Breakfast!" she said, beaming brightly at Wayne as she came in. "That's so nice!"

And some nice was just what they all needed after this morning! Well done, Wanye. There was at least one fellow toy she wouldn't have to report, and that made her glad.

[howareyanow]

"Well," Wayne turned his head to smile at Astrid, "people need to eat," or pretend to eat; same thing, "and it's tradition! And you don't---"

Wayne's tiny beady eyes blinked a moment as he caught himself before saying something very bad, and brightened his smile a little.

"--mess with traditon! Would you like some?"

[white_oleander]

"Yes, please!" said Astrid, pleasantly, leaning over to have a look at the food being offered and content in the fact that Wayne was earning A+ marks all around, nothing to worry about with this toy. "It all looks so good, though, I'm not sure what to even have! Maybe the pancakes. You can't go wrong with pancakes!"

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae came trundling in on little squeaky feet and gave Wayne a wave.

She'd have said "hi" as well, but she didn't actually have a mouth. A fact that was going to frustrate her endlessly later, but for now, cheery little paw-gestures and occasional pointed squeaking were where she was at.

[howareyanow]

"Mae!" Wayne greeted, because, even in toy form, that one was pretty easy to pick out, and he waved one of his C-shaped hands back at her, the one not holding the frying pan. "How are ya now?"

[thishouseishaunted]

Weirdly enough, Mae did have thumbs (her hands were basically mittens), and she offered one pointed at the sky to Wayne. Then came squeaking over to see what he was up to.

Her nose twitched a little as though smelling the delicious breakfast pictures, and her eyes closed into two little perfect crescents, angled into a pleased expression.

Breakfast sure looked good, Wayne! Thanks!

[scoffs_at_tradition]

"Hi!" Shuri said, accidentally flaunting that she had a mouth. "Everything's fine here this morning!"

Possibly trying too hard there, Shuri.

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae blinked a few times, then offered Shuri a thumbs up and happy closed eyes like she had to Wayne.

Of course everything was fine. Why wouldn't everything be fine? The Toymaker had taken care of the traitor this morning, and Wayne made breakfast. All was right in the world!

[white_oleander]

"Mae!" Astrid beamed when she saw that all-too-familiar cat-face, and there was nothing weird about the fact that she was there, she had always been here and never left at all, why would anyone think such a thing? "Good morning! How are you??"

Hopefully, she was good, because if she was anything less than good...well, Astrid would hate to report any of her good friends, but if she had to...she had to.

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae waved excitedly in return. Why did it feel like she hadn't seen Astrid in ages? That was absurd. Astrid was always here!

She offered Astrid two thumbs up in response. She was just fine! Look how fine she was, Astrid!

. . . Why was she worried about being fine? She was always fine. Everything was always just fine in Fandom.

[bookbeltof_love]

"Maaaaaaaaaaeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nina said happily, which was really not that different from normal Nina, aside from the plastic and the red bodysuit. "Maaaaaaaaaaaeeeeeee, it's been too long!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae waved back with both hands, eyes closed happily. She pointed to Nina and hopped from foot to foot.

It was great to see you, too, Nina!

[seriesofbaddecisions]

Of course Sabine was going to be here! 'Breakfast' was the most important meal of the day! And getting out and talking to people was a good way to look for traitors!

"Good morning!" she announced cheerfully.

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae waved cheerfully in return and clapped her squeaky paws.

. . . She really had kind of a limited number of expressive movements, yes.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Hello, Mae! You look exceptionally happy today!"

Sabine was going to hate herself for so many reasons when this was done.

[howareyanow]

No traitors here! Just a lot of good toys enjoying a great breakfast!

"Sabine!" Wayne greeted, with some genuine cheer in his usual brusque greeting, shifting some freshly pretended-to-be-cooked eggs from his pan so he could now pretend to cook some hashbrowns. "How are ya now?"

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I'm great!" It was like even if you couldn't see it, you could tell she was smiling. "It's a beautiful day, and we're all good friends!"

[bookbeltof_love]

"Saaaaaaaaaaaaaabiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Nina's arms weren't articulated enough to make a hug not-awkward and weirdly angled, but she was still going to try and give Sabine one!

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina might be made of high quality, well articulated plastic, and stuck looking permanently impishly mischievous.

She would genuinely be horrified at her skin-tight red plastic body suit.

(For one, that was a terrible colour to spy in, ugh, totally spies.)

But one thing that didn't change, no matter the form?

"Gooooooooooooood moooooooooooorniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

[howareyanow]

"Nina!" Wayne said, meeting her usual exuberance with quite a bit of his own this time around. "How are ya now?"