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! ]]

Comments

[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!"

[howareyanow]

"That's right," said Wayne emphatically as he went to 'cook' up some pancakes for Astrid. "You can't ever go wrong with pancakes! Just as sure as Fandom's the happiest place for toys there is!"