ITP: Cake... Right?

[isdrivingbear]

[It's a (semi) familiar scene for anyone who's been in the kitchen are of the cafeteria. Saki, in an apron with her hair tied back, is working intently on something. The cute creature at her legs is looking up at her curiously. On the counter are the normal ingredients for cake: sugar Splenda, flour, eggs, milk, bucket of blood...

Wait. What?]I

Comments

[autovajin]

Why the hell do you have a bucket of blood?

[isdrivingbear]

I'm making a blood cake.

[autovajin]

That's dumb.

[isdrivingbear]

I just wanted to do something to try and help out the vampires in Camp. I don't think it's a dumb idea.

[autovajin]

They're vampires! They can get their own blood!

[isdrivingbear]

I'm trying to make it easier for them not to attack anybody! Trying to help someone is never a bad thing to do.

[autovajin]

Then you're dumb.

[isdrivingbear]

It's fine if you think that. I don't care.

[autovajin]

I don't care either. Just keep doing your dumb things.

[isdrivingbear]

[A bit of a glare, then...]

[isdrivingbear]

[Batter Attack. Right in the face.

It actually tastes pretty good since she hasn't added the blood yet.]

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[autovajin]

What the hell is your problem!?

[autovajin]

[ tastes batter ] Huh . . . that's good.

[isdrivingbear]

[Smiles.]

I don't like negativity in the kitchen. It affects the cake.

[autovajin]

This is the way I was born.

[isdrivingbear]

I can understand that, but everyone has something that makes them happy.

[Handing you a towel so you can wipe off the rest of the batter.]