Thanksgiving- The cafeteria- Thursday, 4 pm onwards

[fates_jaye]

Once the food is cooked, it's time to set it out, and start yelling at people to get their butts down to dinner.

There's a full spread, complete with all the traditional Thanksgiving stuff. Turkey, sides, and all the fun dessert stuff will be brought out later. There's a cooler full of drinks (non-alcoholic, as hi, Jaye did invite the principal) and everything should be good. And if it isn't... eh. Deal.


[If you brought something specific, feel free to ping in the OCD thread so people know. Otherwise, I think foodmodding is on.
OCD is coming. OCD is up.]

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Re: Dinner

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack looked at Cedric curiously. "Is that speculation or personal experience talking?"

Re: Dinner

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"Experience, of course," he said. "You know I trust you. And you know more about me than anyone."

Re: Dinner

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"I know," he replied, reaching over to squeeze Cedric's hand. "I guess I just suddenly wondered what prompted it. I mean, when you first got here. There's lots of good people here, so why'd you pick me? Not that I'm not irresistible," he added with a laugh.

Re: Dinner

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"Pick?" Cedric shook his head. "I didn't so much pick as it just happened and it felt right and natural. It made me feel something more, being with you. I feel things with my friends, yes, but there was something...different? Unique? Something when I met you. Did it have to do with being shirtless at the time? Only partly."

Re: Dinner

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Shirtlessness is a great way to win friends and influence people," he said absently, the corner of his mouth quirked in a half smile. "But whatever the reason, however it happened, I'm glad I've got you, Cedric. I wouldn't trade you for anything." Jack looked down at his plate, then back up. "And apparently this large quantity of food is making me ridiculously sentimental. Sorry."

Re: Dinner

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"It doesn't bother me," Cedric answered. "I like sentimentality every once in awhile. Besides, you're really just a big teddy bear inside. I know that."

He smirked.

Re: Dinner

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack stared at him, open mouthed. "I'm a...teddy bear?" he asked incredulously. "A teddy bear. Oh, you are so going to pay for that."

Re: Dinner

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"And how would you go about making me pay for that?" Cedric asked. "Because you are a teddy bear. I know that for a fact."

Re: Dinner

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"I'm not a teddy bear," he muttered, feigning offense - badly, since he couldn't quite manage not to smile - and ignoring the question of how he was going to make Cedric pay. "I'm Jack Harkness, shameless flirt, occasional thief, sometimes conman, and I once got kicked off an entire planet. Naked. Those things don't really go with being a teddy bear."

Re: Dinner

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"You also like to cuddle," Cedric said, laughing. "Teddy bear."

Re: Dinner

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack started to laugh and held up his hands in surrender. "I can't win this, can I?"

Re: Dinner

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"Probably not," he said, smiling in triumph. "But, don't worry. I won't tell anyone."

Re: Dinner

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Oh, good. I'd hate to see my reputation completely ruined," he replied, still chuckling.

Re: Dinner

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"If I've already told Isabel, would that be bad?" Cedric asked, looking as innocent as he possibly could. Not that he'd told her that, of course.

Re: Dinner

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack grinned at the question. "If I told you Isabel already knows from personal experience, would that be bad?" he countered.

Re: Dinner

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm." He made a show of thinking. "No, it wouldn't. Perhaps Isabel, Sam and I could form a club? Been Cuddled by Jack? Does that have a nice ring to it?"

Re: Dinner

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack hung his head and sighed. "As long as it's a secret club. And no one else is allowed to join." Except maybe Parker, but he was pretty sure she'd kill him first. "And you can't have a teddy bear as your mascot!"

Re: Dinner

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"We can't have a teddy bear as our mascot?" Cedric frowned. "That's not fair!"

Re: Dinner

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack sighed again. "You can have a teddy bear. You can have anything you want. There's no point trying to talk you out of it, cause you know I can't resist you." And he mumbled something under his breath that sounded a lot like, "Completely doomed."

Re: Dinner

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

Cedric might've smiled triumphantly again. And then he might've tried the puppy dog eyes Isabel had taught him.

That...didn't quite work out and the situation hadn't really called for it but he'd tried anyway.

Dork.

Re: Dinner

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack snickered and wrapped an arm around Cedric's shoulders, pulling him close for a minute. "You really should quit while your ahead."

Re: Dinner

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"I think I might've pulled a muscle in my eyes," he said, blinking a few times.

Re: Dinner

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"What exactly were you trying to do?" he asked. "You looked kind of odd."

Re: Dinner

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"Puppy eyes," he answered. "Learned from Isabel."

Re: Dinner

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Ohhh. You mean like this?" And he pulled a pair of heart-wrenchingly sad puppy dog eyes, and turned them on Cedric.