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[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

[here's Asch,in the kitchen,doing what? Her Christmas baking, of course! So if anyone walks by, they will smell the lovely scent of fresh baked cookies, and her singing this. bug her for some goodies, she'll be glad to give you some. 8)]

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[gurenhai.livejournal.com]

(forget bugging her for them, Asch is just gonna try to steal some cookies)

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

[oh Asch haven't we learned by now that she has eyes in the back of her head? sensing his presence, she stops singing, and speaks, without looking at him]

Don't touch.

[gurenhai.livejournal.com]

...I just wanted one. It's not like I was gonna take a lot or anything.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Could've asked. By the way, those are still hot.

[gurenhai.livejournal.com]

When has that ever stopped me?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Well, go on ahead if you want to burn your tongue off.

[gurenhai.livejournal.com]

...Fine. I'll wait.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

[she wipes the batter from her hands with her apron, and hands him a plate of cookies]

These ones should be cooled, now.

[gurenhai.livejournal.com]

...Thanks. (takes the plate and starts munching on one)

You want any help?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

I would, actually.

[gurenhai.livejournal.com]

I'll get my hands washed, then!

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Excellent.

[gurenhai.livejournal.com]

(washes them then comes back over)

What do you want me to do?

HAVE AN EXTREMELY LATE TAG OF LATE that is hopefully not too late? H-hee?

[one-and-zero.livejournal.com]

「Here's a replica. Peeking at you, Asch, from around a corner.」

What're you doing?

S'alright~

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

[she looks over her shoulder]

Baking some cookies.

/o/

[one-and-zero.livejournal.com]

What's a 'cookie'? They smell pretty good.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

[you don't... know what a cookie is... what is this she can't even. so she'll just. stare.]

[one-and-zero.livejournal.com]

「Long paaaaaause of waiting for an answer before he realizes one isn't coming.」

Uhh. Did I say something weird?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

How could you not know what a cookie is?

[one-and-zero.livejournal.com]

「Have a slightly indignant pout.」

Well, we didn't have 'cookies' in the labs.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Lab?

Sorry for the late! orz!

[one-and-zero.livejournal.com]

「He finally decides to come out from behind the corner and scratches his head sheepishly.」

Jeez, am I the only one who comes from a lab? You know, doctors in white coats, experiments, that kinda thing? We only had water, bread, chicken, and vitamins there. No 'cookies'.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

... [derp she suddenly grabs a plate and piles a ton of cookies on it, before giving it to him. prepare to have your mind, and tastebuds blown.]

[one-and-zero.livejournal.com]

「Takes a cookie gingerly, turning it over in his hands a couple times to examine it before taking a bite. And staring in wide-eyed amazement.」

This... this is a 'cookie', right? ...W-wow. You made this?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Yes, that's a cookie, and yes, I made it. I made all of this. [she gestures to the many cookies on the counter]