JGoB, Saturday Late Morning

[stykera]

Stark's apartment had contained no suddenly younger adults this morning. Stark would be grateful for that at some point, once he realized what was happening this weekend. For now he was still unaware that the island population's average age had drastically decreased overnight.

One of the bakery staff had apparently de-aged though, which might help to clue him in once he saw her seated at a table messily but enthusiastically decorating some turkey and leaf shaped sugar cookies.

"I wouldn't eat those," the man behind the counter said, nodding at the messy cookies. "She licks her fingers a lot. Got pictures to show her Monday though."

"Oh. One of those weekends." Stark nodded in understanding. "Again?"

"S'a weird island, man. What can I get you?"

Stark ended up with a cupcake covered in sugar leaves and an assortment of sugar cookies that had presumably been decorated without violating any health codes and sat himself at a table near the door.

He'd be happy to share, should any small children wander in in search of baked goods.


[Open bakery is open, obvs, and some glowy aliens are very indulgent and will absolutely feed any small children they might encounter...or adults, lbr he is an equal opportunity baked good pusher]

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[sharp_man]

Hannibal had woken up in the same big house he'd been to before, but this time there hadn't been another older boy there with him to work the stove. So he had had bread and an apple, but the eggs had wound up burnt, and he was now on a hunt for more food.

Oo, look, a bakery!

[stykera]

Not a child Stark recognized but he still offered a small smile in greeting to the boy.

"Good morning."

[sharp_man]

Hannibal offered a smile and a little wave back. He didn't speak English, but the man seemed friendly even if he looked a little strange, so he came closer. "Sveiki," he offered. Hi!

[stykera]

Translator microbes were sadly not much help with Lithuanian, having never encountered it before, but that had sounded like a greeting.

"Are you hungry?"

[sharp_man]

Hannibal caught the word "you" in there, so he went with the most obvious question.

"Hannibal."

[stykera]

Oh. So he did know this child!

"Ah. Hello, Hannibal." Stark nodded, then pointed to his chest. "Stark."

"Cookie?" he offered, pointing to the plateful of them on his table.

[sharp_man]

Hannibal brightened. "Taip!" He nodded a lot in case that wasn't clear, and reached out tentatively for one.

[stykera]

Stark slid the plate a little closer as an invitation. He'd gotten enough to share on purpose, after all, and if they didn't all get eaten here he could share them later.

"Go ahead."

[sharp_man]

Hannibal took one and nodded before eating it. As he chewed, he cocked his head sideways, looking at Stark's mask, then pointed at it questioningly.

[thatwaslucky]

Rey walked in, stood on her tiptoes, and promptly dropped a shiny metal part on the counter.

No one behind the counter had any idea what to do with this form of payment.

[stykera]

Bartering with random small metal bits wasn't terribly common in Fandom, true, but there was someone in the building with cash. Stark might be able to assist!

"Do you need help?"

[thatwaslucky]

Rey looked at him, honestly confused by the question.

"I've got it," she said, turning back to the people behind the counter. "That should be enough for something."

[stykera]

"They usually want money," Stark said gently. "Not...what is that?"

[thatwaslucky]

"It's a battery," she explained. "Part of a ship I've never even seen before."

Which is why it should be worth a pastry!

[stykera]

"Which ship?" Stark asked, wondering if he was going to need to do any damage control.
"I'm not sure they'll take a battery here. What were you trying to get?"

[thatwaslucky]

"...Whatever portions they have," Rey said, frowning. Having choices? Sounds fake.

[stykera]

"They have a lot," Stark pointed out, nodding toward the display case. "I have cookies, if you like? Or a cupcake." Which he hadn't touched yet except to put on the table.

[onlyajones]

Jo had woken up and there had been no servants to get her food and she was hungry so she decided to wander down to the bakery instead “hi…?” she tilted her head at Stark curiously.

[stykera]

"Hello," Stark replied, offering a small smile. "Did you need help?

[onlyajones]

“Yes please,” Jo nodded, hopeful “I woke up and none of the servants were there…I …I don’t know how to get my own food,”

[stykera]

Stark blinked a few times at the mention of servants. That wasn't something he heard mentioned often here.

"I have cookies," Stark offered. "Or we could get you something else. If you like."

[onlyajones]

“I like cookies,” she told him,, “we don’t get to have them all the time though, sometimes the cook can’t get the ingredients,” because 6 year old Jo didn’t understand the concept of food shortages, “my name’s Jo,” she added.

This was normally not something Jo would share about her family so she she was going to be mortified on Monday.

[stykera]

"I never had them when I was small," Stark told her. Treats were for other people. "I'm Stark. Hello, Jo."

[onlyajones]

“Hi Stark, it’s nice to meet you,” Jo smiled, “do you have cookies all the time now?” she asked curiously because that idea sounded amazing to her.

[stykera]

"Whenever I like," Stark confirmed. He was making up for lost time, still. "Which is often. I'll share."

There were still cookies on his plate and he slid it a little closer to her.