Once he pops the spoon out of his mouth, Rahzel taps the tip of his nose with it in warning. There's a moment where she holds her breath-- he doesn't eat sweets much, she's noted that much. So this is important.
Of course, when he's an ass about it, she screeches--
"I'm calling the Muffin Man! He's going to put you in the oven instead!"
Hair a-whirl, its time to search the cabinets again. Out comes some extra cocoa powder, which she adds to the batter. Oh, and an extra egg! Cracking it easily, she drops it right in.
"You're going to be eating those words! Literally. So much you'll be crying."
With a little hum of triumph under her breath, Rahzel now pours the mix into a pan and pops it in the oven. Makes a big deal of wiping her hands.
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20/5/16 02:55 (UTC)Of course, when he's an ass about it, she screeches--
"I'm calling the Muffin Man! He's going to put you in the oven instead!"
Hair a-whirl, its time to search the cabinets again. Out comes some extra cocoa powder, which she adds to the batter. Oh, and an extra egg! Cracking it easily, she drops it right in.
"You're going to be eating those words! Literally. So much you'll be crying."
With a little hum of triumph under her breath, Rahzel now pours the mix into a pan and pops it in the oven. Makes a big deal of wiping her hands.