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Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Afternoon

Belle had woken up feeling very relaxed today and that pleasant, calm feeling had continued as the day went on.

Right now she was curled up on the couch in the common room. She had a new book from the library, a cup of tea, a comfortable seat, and a box of cookies she'd found in a cupboard. What more could she want in an afternoon?

[Open common room is open and real chill]

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Troy made it down the hallway, pausing with his back against the wall before daring to peek around the door to the common room, to have a better look inside. His eyes danced around the room. Sure, it seemed safe enough, but the same could be said about the blanket fort that was his room, and they all knew how that turned out!

(Actually, no, they didn't, but if it were just a regular fort and not one made out of blankets, he could have totally just died in there! It was awful!).

So he couldn't take any chances, but at least there was somene there who might be able to help.

(If he could trust her, anyway, which...now that he thought about it...)

Still.

"Pssssst," Troy hissed from the doorway, trying to get Belle's attention. "Psssst!"

Belle finished the page she was on and carefully set her book down before looking up at the noise. Normally she might have responded faster but today she was just so calm about everything that there was no urgency.

"Did you need something? There's tea."

There was a long pause from Troy, not out of any relaxed lack of urgency. In fact, he felt things were very urgent right now, he just also felt that he couldn't be too careful.

"...poisoned tea??" he asked, his voice a hissing whisper of caution.

"I hope not," Belle said with an amused smile. "I've been drinking it!" Poisoned tea was a ridiculous notion. Why would anything here be poisoned? Why would anyone even consider that idea? "See?" She took another sip to prove it.

Troy's eyes still narrowed with suspicion. Just because she was drinking it didn't prove anything!

"You probably have an immunity," he accused, sticking to the doorway for now, "or something. You've probably been building it up for years! Just to trick people into drinking your poisoned tea."

"You don't have to have any," Belle said calmly. "Or you could make your own. But I am reasonably sure it isn't poisoned. Why would I want to poison anyone?"

The accusation wasn't upsetting. She was just very curious about it!

"I don't know," Troy admitted, but it was much more of a suspicious sort of admission than one of his own ignorance. "You tell me."

Whatever she told him, though, he was pretty sure it would be a lie and that the real reason would be something much, much more nefarious.

"It was your idea," Belle pointed out, very mildly, taking another sip. "I have no idea why I would want to do something like that."

"Uh-huh," said Troy dubiously. "That's what they all say. And I bet you'd tell me that everythihng in here is perfect safe and normal if I asked you, too, wouldn't you?"

"I haven't noticed anything unsafe or abnormal," Belle told him. "It was very peaceful, actually."

Troy considered this. He leaned a little further into the doorway so that he could inspect even more of the room. And, sure, everything did actually look very safe and normal and even peaceful, as Belle had said, but that was exactly how they got you.

"Yeah," he decided, shaking his head, "I don't trust it. I'm out."

He didn't know where else he would go, but eventually he'd maybe find somewhere safer than his room and this common room, right?

"Enjoy your totally-not-but-actually-probably-is poisoned tea and totally-not-safe safe room."

Edited 2021-03-13 23:05 (UTC)

"Are you quite well?" Belle asked. Normally she'd be more concerned about behavior like this. Today she was just mildly curious to hear Troy's answer.

"I will enjoy it though. Thank you." The very much not-poisoned tea was delicious and so were the also non-lethal cookies!

"Ummmmm, my room just tried to kill me," Troy informed her, even though it definitely didn't. His room was mostly a big blanket fort and one of the 'walls' had fallen down on him while he was sleeping.

But it was very traumatic.

"So I'm pretty sure that's about as far from 'quite well' as you can get."

"That sounds horrible," Belle told him, though her voice was still very calm. "Are you sure you wouldn't like some tea? It's very relaxing. It might soothe your nerves."

"Or it might kill me," Troy countered, eyes wide as if staring down a vision of his inevitable tea-poisoning. "Pass. Nice try, though. You'll have to try much harder than that if you're going to poison Troy 'T-Bone' Barnes."

Actually, no, you really didn't. If anyone was trying to poison Troy on a normal day, it would be so easy.

"I'm not trying to poison you," Belle assured him. Calmly. "I promise."

Well, hopefully she wanted to share those cookies. Because Five? Five was hella chill too.

"Oh good. Tea."

Did Five like tea normally? No.

Belle would happily share those cookies today, even with Five. Because she was just so calm and relaxed. She wasn't even bothered by interruptions to her reading!

"There's more," Belle said, nodding towards the still-warm kettle. "And I found cookies in the cupboard."

"Oh, even better," he said placidly, going to pour himself one. "You need a top off?"

Hopefully someone out there was recording this.

Maybe the squirrels were getting video! Hopefully nobody bribed them for it later.

"Yes, thank you," Belle said, holding up her cup. "Would you like a cookie?"

Only if the squirrels weren't filled with rage or something. Which was possible this weekend.

"That'd be great," he said, re-filling her cup before teleporting leisurely to put the teapot back down.

It would be tragic if the squirrels smashed their tiny cameras in a fit of rage.

"You can sit if you like," Belle said, pointing to the other end of the couch. "It's quite comfortable. An excellent spot for relaxing."

"I'd like that," he replied, taking a seat to sip his tea and just, you know, enjoy the whole vibe of the day.

"I don't know why we don't sit in here more often," Belle said, enjoying the very chill companionship. "Do you?"

"You know what? I don't know either. This has been the most relaxing day I've had in ages."

FOR SOME REASON.

"It's been lovely," Belle agreed. Even if the change from a normal day for her was so much less drastic than it was for Five. "I hope the rest of the weekend is like this."

Had she doomed them all right there? She might have worried about that if she weren't so calm and relaxed today.

Wait until the rage filled day showed literally no change for him.

"That'd be nice," he agreed, completely unaware how she'd cursed them with that.

A rage-filled Belle would be very different though.

"Much better than some other weekends. I didn't mind the dancing utensils but this is even more pleasant."

"It could have been worse," he agreed. Unlike always.

"It could have but I don't think it will be," Belle replied. "Everything is going well and there's no reason for it to stop."

Someday in the not-too-distant future Belle would learn not to say things like that out loud. Someday.

But not today!

"Exactly. Not even the end of the world," Five said with a serene smile that said it didn't even bother him.

"You're not expecting the end of the world, are you?" Belle asked, far too casually.

"Oh, it's coming," he said with a perfectly content sip of his tea. "I'll figure it out. Or I won't. Who knows?"

FIVE, C'MON.

"Good luck," Belle said, taking a bite of a cookie. Somehow the possible end of the world just didn't seem all that concerning today.

It was like they were all on the very best weed possible right now. "Thanks."

What a shame this level of calm wouldn't last.

"Of course."

Belle was considering offering to help but the situation just didn't seem urgent right now. Maybe after she finished her book?

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