Third floor common room, lunchtime
Walter wasn't in the mood for the Chef's cooking. He was in the mood for his own cooking, which meant that he was bustling around the common room kitchen preparing to make a souffle and muttering to himself about prom, souffle ingredients, and what a weird place Fandom is.
He set a bowl out for the eggs and moved on in his muttering to listing the various odd things he's heard in the school announcements recently, "Lemurs, weetiny bunnies, easter eggs raining from the sky, green slime, pirats, and today? Pudding."
He turned around with the eggs to break them into the bowl and stopped. The bowl was filled with something creamy and green. A sniff... pistachio? A taste... pistachio pudding?
'The hell?
He set the pudding aside and grabbed another bowl, muttering about suddenly appearing pistachio pudding. Turning back with the eggs, the bowl was now filled with something orangish and pudding-y.
The sniff and taste tests revealed butterscotch.
Twenty minutes later every dish in the common room was filled with different flavors of pudding and Walter was sitting down with a spoon to sample.
[ooc: Open to all. Pudding.]
He set a bowl out for the eggs and moved on in his muttering to listing the various odd things he's heard in the school announcements recently, "Lemurs, weetiny bunnies, easter eggs raining from the sky, green slime, pirats, and today? Pudding."
He turned around with the eggs to break them into the bowl and stopped. The bowl was filled with something creamy and green. A sniff... pistachio? A taste... pistachio pudding?
'The hell?
He set the pudding aside and grabbed another bowl, muttering about suddenly appearing pistachio pudding. Turning back with the eggs, the bowl was now filled with something orangish and pudding-y.
The sniff and taste tests revealed butterscotch.
Twenty minutes later every dish in the common room was filled with different flavors of pudding and Walter was sitting down with a spoon to sample.
[ooc: Open to all. Pudding.]