World Kindness Day!

[incapace_italia]

Today, in HQ, there's a big hall, sort of like a banquet hall!  All about this room are flowers and balloons and chocolates and candies, plush bears with little smiles on their faces, all sorts of little gifts and snacks.  Everything, like normal in HQ, is completely free, but that's because today's date is posted on a large, colorful banner

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[erabledoux]

[Leaves as many bottles of maple syrup as she can, free for taking.]

[misseastawesome]

[Omigosh that stuff! That stuff like sweet sugary crack of awesome and goodness. Maria is practically drooling here.]

...Canyoumakepancakestoo?

[erabledoux]

[blinks, slowly registering that someone was talking to her, and grins, when it's finally settled in her brain.]

Of course I can! I'd love to, in fact!

[misseastawesome]

[Don't worry! Ever since that fateful she was introduced to this stuff, she always notices her dealer dear friend Canada.]

Oh thank you! You're a goddess of awesome!

[erabledoux]

G-goddess? [flushes a bit at the compliment.]

I don't know about that, but I enjoy making pancakes for those who appreciate it!

[and what nearly seems to be like magic, pancakes are whipped up in a flash.]

[misseastawesome]

[Watching the magic happen!]

Th-that's so awesome!

[erabledoux]

[Grins brightly, glad to impress!]

It's really simple actually, I could teach you sometime if you wanted. B-but we'll save that for another time, eh? For now, here, enjoy these!

[The pancakes are ready and presented, stacked high on a plate, ready to eat. Just don't forget the maple syrup!]

[misseastawesome]

Thank you~!

[You don't have to remind her about the maple syrup! She is such a junkie. She'd gonna drown these pancakes in it. And after that she takes a big bite...]

Yummy! Man... can we change the name of these to awesomecakes instead?

[vimyridge]

[...totally pinged by free maple syrup.

...and totally swiping a bottle.]

[erabledoux]

[Grins as she notices that her maple syrup is being appreciated.]

[i_invented_sexy]

[swipes one, leaving a basket of macaroons for anyone who wanted them]

[meatysoviet]

[He will totally eat one of those because omfgfrenchfoodOMNOMNOM]

[i_invented_sexy]

Russia? [looks to the basket]

I didn't know you liked those...

[meatysoviet]

[It's food man, french food that most likely isn't rationed, rained on, thrashed from snow or full of insect eggs.

All French food, for this reason, is wonderful.

He wants to smack you down... but there's too much niceness in this room... why does he always end up in the rooms full of warm fuzzies?]

... You are talented chef Francis... I like anything you cook.

[Thinks about that.]

... Within reason.

[i_invented_sexy]

He blinked... than smiled. "Well, merci."

[meatysoviet]

[Yeah he's leaving now- this sort of thing is not good for his non-existant image.]