Through some miracle of timing, Bobby had actually managed to get everything for Warren's party set up earlier before heading off to Karla's.

Now, though, it was Warren's turn. Hopefully people would still have room for even more food after a BBQ, because the amount of food two brilliant bakers plus one person with access to a very good catering ( Read more... )

After last weekend, the students of Fandom were probably hoping for a nice, lazy weekend before their week filled with finals. Unfortunately, it could never be easy for people who lived on the island. Where there was once still and quiet, there was now a shrill fire alarm going off, blaring loud enough to even be heard by the deepest of sleeper ( Read more... )

Okay, so Bobby had spent most of the day after class hiding out in his room and generally sulking (and partaking of the candy his roommate had mentioned, thank you Kate) and by evening was actually feeling something resembling sociable ( Read more... )

Bobby still didn't really know what was going on. But he and Rogue hadn't had any luck finding the Professor or Mr. Summers or Ms. Munroe or anyone yesterday. Maybe that Kate girl had been onto something after all ( Read more... )

Tanned and rested from a vacation--where no evil mutants or natural disasters struck--Jean was going to settle in for whatever she could find on TV tonight.

It ended up being something about kids living and loving in New Jersey.

Something was terribly, terribly wrong here.

[[Open as common rooms are!]]

It felt like it'd been awhile since Hannibal had set up for cheerleading practice but, just like riding a bike, he remembered exactly how to do it. There were mats, there was music and soon, there would be cheerleaders ( Read more... )

After a trip to the grocery store, Roy was ready to actually fend for himself for once, and what better to make on a chilly January day than some nice, spicy comfort food? That was right. Roy was making chili. From Oliver Queen's recipe. One teaspoon cayenne, three tablespoons chili powder, and a healthy dose of Tabasco sauce. God help the ( Read more... )

Just a few hours ago, the flamingoes had given up on their sudden, magical performance, and retreated to their usual perches for the night. The lights had gone out across Fandom Town, and so no one was awake to witness the start of the gentle tinsel snow. Glittering paper floated down, spreading across the fresh snow, coating it in shimmering ( Read more... )

The StuCo cart of pastries and coffee wasn't going anywhere, it seemed. Not while finals were still going on. There was the addition of diet Coke to things because Jean might possibly live on the stuff.

But that was okay. It was diet. So it was good for you ( Read more... )

Jonothon Evan Starsmore, the stunningly handsome and ridiculously wealthy rock-star descendant of the late Jack Starsmore, heir of the vast Starsmore Fortune, esteemed leader of the mighty and powerful Clan Akkaba, and wielder of Mysterious Powers of Which He Never Spoke, lifted his guitar and took a pleased look around at his surroundings. The ( Read more... )