Fourth Floor Common Room, morning

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel was up early and in the mood to actually cook for a change. So she was out in the kitchen mixing up a batch of banana nut muffins. So what if it came from a box? They'd still taste good. There was a fresh pot of coffee on the counter and Isabel was humming along with the music on her iPod as she cooked.

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[blessed_twice]

It didn't matter why Wyatt was on the fourth floor. What mattered was that he could smell coffee and muffins, two great things that taste great together. He walked into the common room and grinned. "Muffins, coffee, and a really cute girl. Now my morning is complete."

[izzyalienqueen]

"You're very easy to please," Isabel grinned, as she poured him a cup of coffee. "What has you up and wandering so early in the morning?"

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt walked over and leaned against the counter, accepting the coffee happily. "I don't know, just couldn't sleep anymore, I guess," he said. "I was feeling too restless to stay in my room." He took a sip of coffee. "Or possibly it's because I want to put as much distance between me and my squirrel-irritating roommate."

[izzyalienqueen]

"Yeah, I don't sleep late myself anymore. So I figured I might as well get up and cook," she admitted. "Which works to your benefit." The timer buzzed and Isabel pulled the first tray of muffins from the oven. "Who's your roommate? And what did he do to aggravate the squirrels?"

[blessed_twice]

"Jack Burton," Wyatt said. "He picked a fight with one of the reporters in Fandom Invasions class yesterday. Even threw nuts at it. That was one pissed off-looking squirrel, and I don't want to be caught in the crossfire."

[izzyalienqueen]

"I don't know him. Which might be a good thing if he's going to have squirrels with a vendetta looking for him," Isabel shuddered. "I fear what sort of innuendo the squirrels are going to imply about him. A weird love of goats perhaps?"

[blessed_twice]

"God only knows," Wyatt said. "If he wants to mess with the squirrels, whatever, but I don't want anything to do with it. I'd rather face a demon than inuendo over the radio. At least you can vanquish a demon."

[izzyalienqueen]

"You have a point. Although I think the squirrels might be bribeable." Flipping the muffins out of the pan, she set them on a plate to cool. "Those are banana nut muffins. Should I make more?"

[blessed_twice]

"Good idea," Wyatt said. "Maybe I can pick up some rum to give to them, too. 'Please excuse my roommate, he's new to Fandom. And I had nothing to do with it.'"

[izzyalienqueen]

"The rum's a given," Isabel nodded. "The little lushes. 'Here, booze for you. Write what you want about him. Just leave me out of it.' Of course I'm going to have to listen to radio now to see if you're successful. If they report you were running naked through town while singing show tunes? I'll take it as a no."

[blessed_twice]

"It was in the dorms, I did have a sock, and there were no show tunes," Wyatt said solemnly.

[izzyalienqueen]

"No way. How did I miss this?" She took a sip of her coffee as her mind went to a happy place trying to picture it.

[blessed_twice]

"It was back in February," Wyatt said with a rueful chuckle. "Mel wanted a little payback for the panty raid."

[izzyalienqueen]

"So she stole your clothes? Go Mel!" Isabel laughed. "That's good. That's very, very good. I'm really sorry I missed it."

[blessed_twice]

"I was just lucky Parker didn't have a camera," Wyatt sighed.

[izzyalienqueen]

"Oh I'm going to have to ask her about that the next time I talk to her," she grinned, before patting Wyatt's shoulder in sympathy. "I'm sure she'll have good things to say."