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Dec 19, 2011 21:08

[It's a war zone.]

[Yes, it is quite honestly a war zone in here.]

[Natalia has managed to borrow a kitchen, and there are pots, pans, mixing bowls and dishes strewn about the place - some stacked five or six high and rocking precariously to and fro. Honestly, how could she not? After all, the end of the year is upon this place as well, isn't it? And with so many familiar faces around, Natalia could hardly sit by doing nothing. So she's decided to hone her cooking skills in order to prepare a winter meal for her companions...and her not!companions and... And those other people who are rather difficult to speak with, but who are acquaintances nevertheless.]

[There are a few problems, though. The least of which being the "soup" that - rather than just boiling - is beginning to smoke. Or the chicken in the oven which is well on its way to becoming "extra crispy". In the midst of it all is an aproned Natalia, concentrating intently on a recipe card lest she make a mess of things.]

There must be a mistake. How can I possibly be expected to let a pudding "stand"?

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