http://drywitmartini.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] drywitmartini.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2006-01-28 09:48 pm

Saturday Morning - The Gym

Hawkeye yawned and stretched as he entered the gym. Inside there were people. Outside there was snow. All in all, not a bad deal. He was wearing his usual maroon bathrobe, but underneath was stuffed with layers. Just in case. Not that anything would happen today except snow, of course.


[OOC: Saturday gym post! Feel free to use this for your gym special snow shelter needs. And somebody get me some coffee...]

PANCAKES!

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Pippi tiptoes into the gym, balancing a rubbermaid tote on each hand.

She's doing her best to be very very quiet so as not to wake anybody up.

Though she probably needn't have bothered (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/571487.html?thread=27041887#t27041887).

ImageShe sneaks ua ponderous amount of ingredients. (Where did she get all those eggs?) She puts a pot on a burner, measures out some coffee grounds and sets about making coffee like a proper pirate. (By dumping the grounds directly in the water and setting out a strainer to pour through.)

Then she starts making more pancakes then even Jeff, God of Buiscuitts could possibly comprehend.

There's also a box with a variety of jam, jelly, syrup, and honey. All the labels are in Swedish... But you probably won't be wrong if you guess at the contents.

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Blair bounced over and grinned at the breakfast. "Whoa, man. This is a lot of pancakes. just where did she get all those eggs? Do you need help with anything?"

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 03:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Pippi didn't turn around but flipped some flapjacks over her shoulder and directly onto the growing pile... You assume there is a platter under there somewhere.

"Good morning Blair." she says, "Yes, you can set out the toppings all nice with plastic spoons and such. Then you can pour out the coffee, use the fine mesh strainer please, and set another pot to brewing."

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Blair watched a few pancakes fly for a minute and then headed over to open jars. "How'd you sleep last night, Pippi? Was your room warm enough?"

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh yes, I slept very well thank you." she said cracking some eggs into a mixing bowl (http://static.flickr.com/6/75384015_064a111f4a_s.jpg) for another batch of batter.

"How about you?"

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 03:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good, good." Blair strained the coffee and started another pot while watching Pippi cook. "I had a lot of fun last night helping, didn't you? Plus meeting new people is fun!"

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh yes." she said mixing it all up with a wooden spoon really fast.

"Helpin' people is almost as good as rhubarb pudding."

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Blair almost dropped the strainer as he watched Pippi work. "You know, you should think about starting a flapjack restaurant or something. You've got the knack for it."

"I don't think I've had rhubarb pudding before, but I get what you mean."

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well... I've had a lot of practice... I'm sure you can guess." she winked at him and poured perfect circles of batter onto the griddle directly from the bowl.

"What adventures do you have planned for today?"

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Blair grinned. "Adventures? I don't have anything planned so far. I brought down some more supplies for the townies and figured I'd help out here for awhile. Why? Up for something exciting?"

He paused and rephrased. "I mean, are you doing something exciting that's not likely to get you and people with you detention or a spot on chain gang the beautification team?"

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Pippi laughed.

"Awww. Detention's not bad. Just look out for the grindylows." she said,

"I was just thinking of going out front and starting a massive snowball fight... But it's not much fun if you've only yourself to throw snowballs at... I'd have to make snow-boomerangs!"

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Blair laughed and bounced. "Sounds like a plan, Pippi. Although I'm not promising to stay out for long. Cold and wet is not my favorite state of being."

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] badassbutler.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good morning, my dear," Alfred said, suddenly appearing behind Pippi.
"Would you care to make use of my staff's equipment?"

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
A pancake flys over Pippi's shoulder, and subsequently Alfred's as well.

"Good morning Mr. Pennyworth!" she said, tilting her head back to up at him while still flipping flapjacks.

"Oh yes. If you have another griddle, or coffee pots, or something, that would make this go much faster thank you. Did you sleep well?"

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] badassbutler.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Alfred hand snakes out and snatches the pancake. He smiles. "I have just about everything. I was starting up breakfast. Would you like to be in charge of pancakes?"

Re: PANCAKES!

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Pippi is slightly confused by this question since she's been making pancakes, but decides to humor the adult.

"Of course!" she says, saluting with one of her spatulas. "But you're our guests! You shouldn't have to cook every meal... That's just not polite."