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.

[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]

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!

[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?"

[scoffs_at_tradition]

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

Sure!

[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]

"Well, then," Wayne announced with an odd sort of pride, because it wasn't like he picked what was on those little plastic discs or even actually cooked them, but he had pretended he'd done all those things, and that counted just the same, "yer in luck, because plastic eggs is exactly what we've got today! How would you like 'em? Scrambled or sunny-side up?"

[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?"

[scoffs_at_tradition]

"Sunny-side up!" Shuri said.

The better to tell they were eggs, of course!

"I'm a growing panther, after all."

She was not. She was stuck as a 8 inch plushie forever.

[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.

[howareyanow]

And, really, any answer other than sunny side up should be treated with extreme suspicion and cautious. So Wayne could have been more pleased with her answer, and went to flip his little egg disc one more time before putting it on a little plastic plate and going to set it down in front of Shuri.

"There ya go!" he announced proudly. "Eat up!"

Or don't. Because it was just plastic and you were only supposed to pretend to eat them. He assumed. It didn't seem like it would be good to actually eat them, but, heck, what did he know? He was just a toy.

[howareyanow]

And Wayne, who could not be nearly as expressive back, but still had that right grin on his face, appreciate that you thought so, Mae!

"So what're ya hungry fer?" he asked. "Some eggs? Pancakes? Got waffles today, too!"

And something...he wasn't quite usre what they were. Crepes? They had oranged with 'em, though, and that was good. Vitamin C!

[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!"

[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?"

[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 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!

[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.

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae clapped her hands (which also squeaked), and after looking over the spread thoughtfully, pointed? Sort of? Aimed the bulk of her mitten-paws at a pancake plate.

How she expected to eat anything with her total lack of mouth was anybody's guess.

[howareyanow]

Well, Wayne didn't really expect anyone to actually eat any of it. He was pretty sure you were just supposed to pretend, more than likeleh by making little om nom sounds and then perhaps, especially in Mae's case, rubbing your belly afterwards to denote a particular satisfaction, but he was still sort of figuring all this out.

He did approve heartily of Mae's choice, though. "Pancakes it is!" he declared, taking a moment to slip the eggs that were in his pan out, placing the pancakes in, shaking it and flipping it a few time to denote that he was cooking them up fresh for her, and then slipping them onto a small plastic plate before handing them over. "Here ya go! Enjoy!"

[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!"

[scoffs_at_tradition]

Shuri made appropriate yummy noises, then shoved the eggs back over with her nose so he could give that very same breakfast to someone else to pretend to enjoy.

"Delicious!"

Sure!

[scoffs_at_tradition]

"So nice," Shuri agreed vehemently.

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

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae bounced happily from foot to foot, squeaking all the while, then accepted the plate carefully in both paws and shuffled over to hop up onto the couch.

Her hopping skills were rather more than they maybe should be, for such a cartoonishly designed stuffed cat, and she overshot, flopping over the arm of the couch and sending her freshly pretended-to-be-cooked pancakes sliding off their plate to land face down on the floor.

Mae froze in horror.

[scoffs_at_tradition]

And such unpleasantness was definitely not fake breakfast talk! Because even if it was super disturbing it was Not Appropriate to Discuss!

"It's very nice to see you!" Shuri went with instead.

And not, you know, ground into pieces.