Open RP: Pudding-tastic

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

Okay! Utena had been sorted into Gryffindor by a big anthropomorphic hat, after talking to a green alien who looked pretty in pink. And being told that she could hang out with a talking fish. Weirdly, she wasn't particularly bothered or weirded out by any of this. No, she was a girl on a mission right now. The big hat had said she could stay if she made it chocolate pudding, and so chocolate pudding she would make.

...The only problem was, she had no idea where to find pudding mix, or milk, or bowls, or... well, the kitchen for that matter.

She stepped out into the hall and looked in either direction, stretching her arms out, lips pursed as she thought. "Hmmmmm... better flip a coin or something." She fished in her jacket pockets, but couldn't find anything, not one red yen. In fact, she didn't really have anything on her, except the rose signet.

Sighing, she pulled it off her finger and tossed it up into the air, intending to take whichever direction it pointed in. She was more than a little surprised when it landed on its edge and began to roll! "Oh no!" she ran after the rolling little piece of silver, crying out. "Come back!"

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[oth-peyton.livejournal.com]

Peyton recognised the girl from her sorting; how could she forget. She was running towards her, chasing something. Peyton couldn't quite make out what it was she had dropped, but lending a hand wouldn't help.

'Hey, are you okay?'

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

Utena waved at her but didn't stop -- the ring was getting away! She dived for it, skidding on the cool stone ground, coming to a halt a few feet away on her stomach. "Oooh..." Dazed, she rolled over onto her back, holding the ring up triumphantly. "Hah!"

[oth-peyton.livejournal.com]

'Wow. That was some tackle! That ring must be really important to you.' She walked over to her and offered her a hand to help her up.

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, kinda... Thanks." She took Peyton's hand and pulled herself up. "It was kind of dumb for me to take it off," she admitted sheepishly. "I wasn't really thinking... but I didn't expect it to roll like that!" She looked down at the signet for a moment, then slipped it back onto her finger with a soft sigh.

[oth-peyton.livejournal.com]

Wow... it's really pretty. What's it mean?

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

She smiled faintly. "Would you believe me if I said I don't know?" she asked with a shrug. "I don't remember. I've had it since my parents died, so it's important to me."

[oth-peyton.livejournal.com]

Peyton fiddled with her locket. 'Maybe one day you'll know.' She smiled at her. They had already talked about her Moms' deaths. 'I mean it must mean something.'

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"Yeah... I'm sure I will." She brightened slightly. "Anyway, Ron and the Hat both said the professors and the doctors here might be able to help me with my memories. I was actually going to head over to the hospital wing... well, try to find the hospital wing... but first I need to find the kitchen!" She wrinkled her nose. "Umm... do you know where it is?"

[oth-peyton.livejournal.com]

'Maybe you're not supposed to remember. Like, usually there's a reason for this sort of stuff...' she shrugs. 'Maybe I'm just being totally stupid. But, I can't remember this one night, and I'm glad, 'cause I got drugged and almost raped. And I wouldn't try and get my memory back from that.'

She looked around for the kitchens, 'But I've actually never been to the kitchens... Have you asked a house elf?'

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

Utena's eyes widened. "That's terrible! I wouldn't want to remember that, either." Her eyes darkening, she scowled. "I hope whoever did that to you got what was coming to them."

[oth-peyton.livejournal.com]

'Yeah, I know. Then another guy shot me. Then this one guy broke up my friends' marriage, and then that same guy raped my best friend. And people wonder why I hate guys so much.'

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"Whoa... that's really intense." Utena didn't have anything to compare to that! (If only she knew...) "You seem to be in really good shape for all that... I'm impressed." She blinked owlishly. "I don't think I could be so cheerful if all that had happened to me."

[oth-peyton.livejournal.com]

'Well, I have this friend - Brooke; the one I was telling you about. You see, she's kept me sane, been there for me. Even when I was young and pulling the heads of my dolls, she'd take them and do there hair up. And it would make me laugh. She's my skipping stone. But she's sad now, so I'm annoyed, you know? But I guess it's made me all grow up. And it means I have lots to draw too.'

[dungbombsrule.livejournal.com]

"Oh, hi Utena!" A smile spreads on Ron's face as he sees the girl he met at her sorting. He had liked her immediately. She wasn't scary or evil and she didn't talk about his family and friends like she thought she knew something. She's lucky to get into his old House, too. But maybe he should tell her about her Prefect.

"Wait up! You getting around ok?"

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"Ron! Hey!" Utena brightened and gave an enthusiastic wave to the red-haired boy. "Sure, I'm okay so far... Well, maybe a little lost," she admitted sheepishly. "Do you know where the kitchen is? I'm supposed to be making chocolate pudding!"

[dungbombsrule.livejournal.com]

"Do I? I'll have you know, or I might have already had you know, that I'm an expert on Hogwarts! Been here for seven years running, and all my older brothers were here before me. I could show you to the kitchens... but why? All the House Elves do the cooking, so you just have to ask them. Um, don't tell Hermione. She thinks it's," Ron makes quotation marks with his fingers, "'a gross violation of basic inalienable rights.'"

He rolls his eyes.

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"Really?" House elves? "Why, what's wrong with them?" She frowned thoughtfully. "Well, anyway, I'm supposed to make chocolate pudding for the Sorting Hat. It's my bribe. I don't think it would be a very good idea to have them do it for me..."

[dungbombsrule.livejournal.com]

"Nothing's wrong with them! They're just doing what they're made for, and are as happy as plumbs! Don't tell Hermione I said that, though." He turns right and starts to move to the kitchen. "It's down this way. You know how to make pudding?"

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"Oh, okay..." She shrugged, a bit confused by Ron's apparent ongoing argument with a Hermione who was not, in fact, there, but took it in stride. She followed Ron down the hall, waving to Peyton to follow if she liked. "Sure! Pudding is easy. I'm glad the Hat asked for something simple, I'm not any good at the fancy stuff."

[dungbombsrule.livejournal.com]

"You, uh, planning to give all of the pudding to the Hat? Because it probably couldn't eat that much, you know. It's a blooming hat, where would it all go?" He looks at Utena hopefully.

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

Utena's eyes lit up. "That's what I was wondering too! I mean, it doesn't have a stomach or anything, so how does it eat anyway?" Ron, you were her new best friend. She laughed. "Anyway, why are you asking, do you want some?"

[dungbombsrule.livejournal.com]

"Do I want some?" Ron laughs. "You do know who you're talking to, right? A teenage boy? I mean, you're new, but you can't be that new."

He rubs his stomach. "Mmm, pudding. You'll make some extra for me too, right? Since I'm leading you there and all?"

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

Utena rolled her eyes, but grinned. "I don't know... the way you asked about it was kind of sneaky..." She thought about it. "And it's not very nice to do someone a favor just to get snacks out of it..." Nah, she'd totally give him pudding. She was just messing with him. "I guess I could make a little extra, though."

[dungbombsrule.livejournal.com]

"Hey, I would have shown you to the kitchen either way." He grins. "It's just nice to show some gratitude, is all. And what better way than through the stomach, am I right?"

Ron turns a corner. "We're almost there."

[onawhitehorse.livejournal.com]

"Well, I would have said thank you," she teased. "But lead on, and you shall have your pudding. You know, I was really popular at my old school -- maybe this is how I'll make friends here. Just... give out free chocolate pudding to everyone."