2nd floor common room ; saturday morning

[necroslacker]

Sam wasn't really a fan of being up this early. He couldn't say what'd woken him up either. It hadn't been a nightmare because he remembered those vividly and it hadn't been a visit from Brooke or Ashley either. He'd just...woken up and hadn't been able to get back to sleep

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[withasword]

Waking up early on a Saturday, wasn't something Kate complained about so much as accepted. Regular disturbing dreams and years of Voron's insistence it was good for her had resigned her to that one. Waking up early on a Saturday and being a man on the other hand, that she objected to.

To say she was looking surly when she came in to find coffee and breakfast might be an understatement, and she was opening and closing cupboards with a little more force than was strictly necessary.

[necroslacker]

"Uh, you trying to break things there, buddy?" Sam asked, glancing over his shoulder at Mr. Smiley back there. "Haven't heard the old adage 'you break it, you buy it', I take it?"

Sam didn't recognize the other guy but he figured he was still new enough that he hadn't met everyone and maybe someone had slipped in unnoticed.

[withasword]

"Heard it, Seattle. It's not hitting the top of my agenda." No, she'd like a giant mug of coffee and cereal before she tried to think too hard about any of this.

"It's all in once piece for now." Which was enough for her.

[necroslacker]

"Wait, what'd you call me?" Sam asked, spoonful of cereal halfway to his mouth when he realized what this other guy had called him. "Who are you? Did I meet you and forget it because you're boring and unmemorable?"

[godgavemecable]

Something weird was going on. That much, Toby had been able to deduce from the rather constant stream of mental WTFing, shrieking, or annoyed resignation that had served as his wake up call this morning.

But right now all he really wanted was some freaking cereal, and the second floor common room always seemed to have a better selection in the cupboards.

"Hey man," he greeted as he wandered over to the kitchenette.

[necroslacker]

"Morning, Toby," Sam said, waving at him with his spoon. "What's got you up so early?"

[godgavemecable]

"Is it early? Huh." Toby asked with a frown. He hadn't really checked the time when he'd finally woken up, as distracted as he was. "Just... hungry, I guess." Which was a lie. He was hungry, but that hadn't been what had woken him up.

[necroslacker]

"Early on a Saturday morning, even," Sam replied, nodding. "You must have really been hungry. I'd offer to share the gourmet breakfast I cooked with you but I didn't cook and it wouldn't be gourmet if I did. I think there's some cereal left."

[perilless]

Yeah, like Rosella was going to turn into her brother and stay in her room. That was so not happening and, once dressed and looking presentable in William's clothes, she straightened her tie and went looking for mischief.

She was glad to hear activity down on the second floor, but a little disappointed to peek her head in and not see anyone she instantly recognized as any of her brothers' friends yet. Still, she cleared her throat and marched on in with a particularly brusque, "Good morning, everyone! I hope it's going well! I say, are those cartoons?"

That was apparently how Alexander talked, really.

[necroslacker]

"Yuuuup," Sam said, taking in the newest arrival and trying to decide if this was another person he hadn't met or another Kate situation. "You from a place they don't have cartoons. I'm so sorry."

[perilless]

"I'm from a place where there isn't television at all," Rosella admitted with a laugh, but the laugh made him stop for a moment because it sounded so weird hearing Alexander's laugh instead. She cleared her throat, shaking her head. "We have to depend on court jesters and terrible puns for entertainment where I'm from."

[necroslacker]

"Sounds...old," Sam said for lack of a better word. "Old and a little but out of date for this island. Cartoons are like...animated court jesters, I think. Funny and sometimes lame."

[hurtingzeebo]

So Sam had woken up a boy. This resulted, among other things, in Sam being even more hungry than usual. So after a fairly standard amount of freaking the hell out in her room, she got dressed in her usual variety of plaids and wandered around to look for something to eat.

"Hey other Sam," she said as she came into the room, making a beeline for the fridge.

It possibly wasn't difficult to figure out who she was, even as a sudden member of the opposite sex.

[necroslacker]

"Hey..." Sam paused while he tried to figure out yet another face that he didn't recognize. After Kate though, he was a little more in tune with what might be going on. "...other Sam."

Yeah, that was an easy one. "Woke up a little different this morning, didn't you? Man, a scientist would love this place."

[hurtingzeebo]

"I figure it's just trying to promote, like, cultural understanding or some chiz like that," Sam said. "Or the island wants me to join the frat after all."

[necroslacker]

"Looks like it's just the girls so far this morning," he said, scratching his cheek. "Does that mean you guys are special or you guys are disliked?"

[regretiz4suckas]

Kenzi stomped in, about four inches taller and forty pounds heavier than usual, but otherwise pretty much the same. Including the eyeliner.

Upon seeing Sam, her sense of injustice reared up and she assumed a crucifixion pose looking furious. "So, does this thrill you?"

[necroslacker]

"Uh." For the second time that morning, Sam's spoonful of cereal stopped halfway through his mouth. "No? Of course, I wasn't really expecting to get presented with something thrilling this morning so maybe I'm just not awake yet."

[regretiz4suckas]

"I'd be thrilled. But I'm full of schadenfreude." Kenzi grumbled her way to the cupboard. "Except not this morning. This morning, I'm the one being schaden'd. Or whatever. Maybe if you have coffee, you'll appreciate the insanity." She started making some for herself. There was no way she didn't deserve someone else's coffee.

[necroslacker]

"Who says I'm not already appreciating it?" Sam wondered, trying not to sound too relieved that he was still him. "Guy parts aren't doing you well?"