Room 505, Wednesday Night

[thatsamilkshake]

Given everything that had gone on over the break and since they'd got back, it probably wasn't all that surprising that despite the cookies-and-milk she was currently occupying herself with as she sprawled on her bed reading, Francine wasn't entirely relaxed. You could tell by the way her toes kept tapping against the headboard. Click. Clackety-thud click.

[OOC: Expecting the Ears, but door's open! Also for, you know, people who live here.]

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[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Francine?" Hey, he was good about not barging in sometimes!

[thatsamilkshake]

Like most times, when it was Francine's door. Cough. Not that she would ever tell that to anyone who frequently got barged.

"Hey." She set her book -- Ivanhoe, argh -- down and waved him in. "I have cookies." And in other shocking news...

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"To practice defeating evil magic with?" Merlin asked, coming on in to sit on the bed.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Yes. There were some problems I didn't foresee, though." Francine sighed and held out the plate. "They're cookies. They have no loyalty. They attack the hand that bakes them."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin gasped in horror. "Have I been remiss in my duties?"

[thatsamilkshake]

"That's what I get for going into the kitchen without an escort. You'll have to come with me next time." She set the book aside and patted the bed beside her. "But you're here now."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"To protect you as long as I have air in my lungs," Merlin promised, bowing theatrically for her.

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine eyed him seriously. "If that's a hint that you're planning to choke to death on a cookie, I have milk."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin made a face at the mention of milk. "It tastes bad here."

Because you're used to milk from an actual cow. And only on special occasions.

[thatsamilkshake]

"You and your germy medieval milk," Francine said, shaking her head. "Maybe Katchoo and I should get a pet cow so you'll have the fresh stuff?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"You have to milk it every day!" Yes, such a chore.

[thatsamilkshake]

"You know, I don't have a problem with that, but now that I think about it, I'm not sure we have room. I mean it could share my bed, but cows are such cover-hogs."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"And the smell," Merlin added helpfully.

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine frowned. Well, tried to. "Uh! What's wrong with the way I smell? What a rude cow."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin sighed and shook his head. "They're even worse than the geese."

[thatsamilkshake]

"Then I guess you'll have to settle for horrible pasteurized chocolate milk instead." Oh, did she neglect to mention that part before?

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"...chocolate milk?"

Foul temptress!

[thatsamilkshake]

She reached over to grab the brown and white carton. "From a chocolate cow who drinks from a chocolate stream and gets milked by a chocolate farmer."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Truly, it's a magical farm," Merlin replied solemnly.

[thatsamilkshake]

"They used to sell chocolate milk with a commercial like that when I was little," Francine said as she snatched a second tumbler off her nightstand. "I was convinced there really was a chocolate farm."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Did you ever try to get there?"

[thatsamilkshake]

"Sure. In the summer when we visited my grandma. There were farms all around us. I figured the chocolate one had to be hiding somewhere in there on the other side of one of the fields."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin laughed, reaching out to take one of the glasses. "I can assure you that I have yet to see one back home either."

[thatsamilkshake]

"It can be your next invention. After the hot tub. The chocolate farm."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"And indoor plumbing!"