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[count_onme]

This morning I found out that all the biscuits that we made had... somehow multiplied overnight. A lot. So if anyone wants one, I've left a bunch of them in a basket on a table in the mess hall! Everyone should feel free to help themselves.

Also, Franz and George, may I have a moment?

((ooc: the biscuits are effect-free, just so you know.))

Comments

[wearswallpaper]

...you made biscuits?

And nothing's burned down?

[count_onme]

--Hey! The kitchen is fine!

[wearswallpaper]

I'm surprised! Since when did you know how to cook?

[count_onme]

Never mind that, just... follow me, okay?

[wearswallpaper]

Is it time for what you were talking about yesterday?

[count_onme]

It is!

[Aaaand finally, a little away from the main camp area, there's a picnic blanket under a tree with a tea set laid out for three and a plate full of coconut biscuits]

[wearswallpaper]

[...well. Isn't this familiar.]

...haaaaah. A picnic?

[count_onme]

Right! It's ... not exactly the French countryside, and I probably can't make anything as nice as Valentine, but I don't think it's too bad.

[wearswallpaper]

I'm impressed you can make anything at all.

What's the occasion?

[count_onme]

George and Suzuna helped. A lot. Actually, I think all I really did was stir the mixture. But I learnt how to clean dishes!

... Well.

[wearswallpaper]

It's not difficult to learn.

...hm?

[count_onme]

I wanted to ... do something. For you, you know? I realised that you're always only ever looking out for me and I never ... even said thank you.

[wearswallpaper]

...

[wearswallpaper]

...stupid.

You never had to.

[count_onme]

But I wanted to.

[sits down on the blanket]

You going to join us? I see you've met George already...

[wearswallpaper]

...well. Thank you.

[sits next to him]

Mm, of course.