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genessia2018-07-26 12:39 am
shelteringwings) wrote in genessia2018-07-26 12:39 am
Act 06 | [Video]
[Private Action - Residents of Estate One]
[Macarons.
Macarons everywhere.
Mobius had quite a few productive hours in the kitchen, given how many there were on a few vertically stacked trays. With Sonico's return home, he had to make sure he had a good gift for her ready! So he'd gone out of his way to make quite a few, many of which were a variety of vibrant colors and flavors. He hadn't planned to make quite so many, but... well. He had a groove going. Once he gets a groove, he's actually productive! ... "for once" as Caelestis would say.
Noibat and Woobat were perched up on the higher cupboards to stay out of Mobius' way, but not all were so polite in that regard, because Quatre was on his heels the whole time... ... and because of that, there were a few smaller, pet friendly flavors set aside in a bowl on the far counter. Quatre was a spoiled boy, Mobius wasn't about to deny that one.
After finishing piping the filling onto at least a dozen more macarons awaiting their other half, he used his sleeve to wipe away some sweat off his brow... and then looking around to see and actually realize just how many of the little treats he'd actually made. And there were way more there than what two people would get through.]
... oh 'eck.
[Video]
[Mobius was still in the kitchen when he turned the video on, and network onlookers could see the dozens of macarons that were actually visible on screen. Don't worry, there were more that weren't visible.]
So. The thought crossed my mind a few times about maybe opening a small café. Dunno if it's a good idea, or if it's been done to death.
[He sheepishly glances over his shoulder, where there was now a Noibat admiring the stacks of macarons.]
... It'd. Uh. Certainly save me from over baking, at least.
[He looks back at the camera, his ear feathers twitching.]
Turns out it's fun to experiment. Ah ha...
[Cleaning all of the bowls and pans is going to take an eternity. Help.]
Dunno what I could bring to a café that's unique. I've got recipes that are safe for pets and Pokémon though. That's something I think?
[There's a loud bark from his little corgi companion, making him look down with a pout.]
No. Not all of the pet treats are for you. You have to save some for Starky, Meiji and Fest too.
[Macarons.
Macarons everywhere.
Mobius had quite a few productive hours in the kitchen, given how many there were on a few vertically stacked trays. With Sonico's return home, he had to make sure he had a good gift for her ready! So he'd gone out of his way to make quite a few, many of which were a variety of vibrant colors and flavors. He hadn't planned to make quite so many, but... well. He had a groove going. Once he gets a groove, he's actually productive! ... "for once" as Caelestis would say.
Noibat and Woobat were perched up on the higher cupboards to stay out of Mobius' way, but not all were so polite in that regard, because Quatre was on his heels the whole time... ... and because of that, there were a few smaller, pet friendly flavors set aside in a bowl on the far counter. Quatre was a spoiled boy, Mobius wasn't about to deny that one.
After finishing piping the filling onto at least a dozen more macarons awaiting their other half, he used his sleeve to wipe away some sweat off his brow... and then looking around to see and actually realize just how many of the little treats he'd actually made. And there were way more there than what two people would get through.]
... oh 'eck.
[Video]
[Mobius was still in the kitchen when he turned the video on, and network onlookers could see the dozens of macarons that were actually visible on screen. Don't worry, there were more that weren't visible.]
So. The thought crossed my mind a few times about maybe opening a small café. Dunno if it's a good idea, or if it's been done to death.
[He sheepishly glances over his shoulder, where there was now a Noibat admiring the stacks of macarons.]
... It'd. Uh. Certainly save me from over baking, at least.
[He looks back at the camera, his ear feathers twitching.]
Turns out it's fun to experiment. Ah ha...
[Cleaning all of the bowls and pans is going to take an eternity. Help.]
Dunno what I could bring to a café that's unique. I've got recipes that are safe for pets and Pokémon though. That's something I think?
[There's a loud bark from his little corgi companion, making him look down with a pout.]
No. Not all of the pet treats are for you. You have to save some for Starky, Meiji and Fest too.
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Nooo, don't worry, I was joking. You having a good time was way more important to me. Even if, y'know, I missed you. Like. A lot.
[He looks over his shoulder and laughs sheepishly.]
Ah, yeah, I... er. I wanted to make you a batch of macarons to welcome you back, aaand I kind of. Got carried away.
[He looks back at her with a big smile.]
I regret nothing.
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