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5th floor Common room: Way-damn-early (TM) Saturday Morning
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strongestgirl.livejournal.com( Cut for picture )Pippi woke up this morning feeling strangely different and yet, it was all somehow so familiar.
She decided to go out to the common room because she couldn't tell if the big lump on the bed was Molly, a figment of her imagination, or a pile of Molly's laundry.
She didn't want to be rude and wake up Molly's laundry. She might startle a nightshirt or two and they would feel threatened.
Nothing's more dangerous then a nightshirt that feels threatened.
So what does she do?
Make pancakes of course!
But not before turning on the Television and switching it to The Wizbits.
She sang along with the theme song... Though she was singing in Swedish, so the lyrics may not be the same.
[[ooc: picrop (Pippi's International Common Room of Pancakes) is open
She decided to go out to the common room because she couldn't tell if the big lump on the bed was Molly, a figment of her imagination, or a pile of Molly's laundry.
She didn't want to be rude and wake up Molly's laundry. She might startle a nightshirt or two and they would feel threatened.
Nothing's more dangerous then a nightshirt that feels threatened.
So what does she do?
Make pancakes of course!
But not before turning on the Television and switching it to The Wizbits.
She sang along with the theme song... Though she was singing in Swedish, so the lyrics may not be the same.
[[ooc: picrop (Pippi's International Common Room of Pancakes) is open
