Fandom High Dormitories

It wasn't so much that the common room was filled with chocolate ice cream, as it had been on other mornings that insisted on throwing Astrid for a loop, but when she went upstairs to maybe get some breakfast started, she saw a bunch of it in the freezer and, all of a sudden, decided that was what she wanted for breakfast.

There was still plenty of stuff for a more traditional breakfast, too, it's just that after a few weeks of duds, Astrid didn't really have it in her to go through the effort of making a bunch of food that was just going to become leftovers, but if anyone else wanted to make some, there was literally nothing stopping them.

She did put on some coffee, though, and then went to get comfortable on the couch around her bowl of ice cream for breakfast, idly flipping through morning television shows while somewhere, far, far up north, a Canadian farmer stopped everything his was doing to glare into the horizon with a very strong sense of sudden disapproval.

Astrid figured she might regret ice cream for breakfast later, but, for now? It worked.

[[ open not-really-breakfast-but-could-be-breakfast is open! ]]

Well. It was bound to happen eventually.

At some point in the night, or maybe it was early in the morning, she had no idea when these things actually happened, but the ingredients Astrid had gotten last night to make breakfast with this morning had all, somehow, been either transformed or replaced with nothing but boxes of Pop Tarts.

On the bright side, there was absolutely no lack in variety to the Pop Tarts, as it seemed every single flavor was present and accounted for, including the discontinued ones and some that clearly never made it to the market...at least not in this dimension.

Astrid might have been shocked by there being so many absurd varieties if it weren't for the fact that she actually worked in a grocery store and was already well aware of the excess of unnecessary flavor choices in certain brands.

(Looking at you, Oreo).

But...at least this made her job pretty easy today, and the clean-up would be a breeze, and there were even toaster strudels for anyone who wanted to feel a bit fancier about the whole thing, too.

[[ pop tart breakfast is open! ]]