wafflehouseic

Who: House and Stiles
What: Eating and talking about stuff
Where: Waffle House Dining Room
When: Shortly after this
Warnings: Will update if necessary
Status: Closed

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[To Everyone]

Hi. My name's Hope Mikaelson. I'm thinking we should call a meeting and have everyone get together and try to figure this out as a group. I don't think anyone expected to be pulled out of their worlds and brought to an interdimensional Waffle House, so maybe if we put our heads together we can figure out a way out of this, or at least try to understand what's going on.

I NEED A WHITE BOARD.

And index cards. Markers. String.

Multiple colors.

Last time I was stuck in a small town, now I'm in a Waffle House. Don't suppose anyone's here from Madison Valley?

Okay, seriously? What. The. Hell.

Waffles are all well and good, but if I miss my exam on Friday somebody is going to pay for screwing up my GPA.

Suddenly, wherever you might have been doing before this moment, you find yourself at a Waffle House restaurant, sitting in a booth, with a waitress asking for your order. You'd best give it to her, and when you do, she smiles and before she goes to get your food she hands you a short pamphlet, a key to your new apartment, and a new cell phone. The cell phone is a good thing to have since any other electronics you have will no longer work. (This does not apply to any electronics that may keep you alive or functioning, simply those that might give you contact to your previous world). The pamphlet contains a map of the Waffle House and its many hidden floors, a short statement that you are no longer in your universe and a declaration that there is no way back. It also states that if you choose to leave the Waffle House, you will not be returned home but you will find yourself in another dimension for no less than five hours. No matter how many questions you may ask of the waitress, this is all the information you will receive...unless, of course, you ask about the food.