~Twenty Three~

[demented_mama]

[BACKDATED ACTION FOR HOUSE 44]

[SO. Save for helping with Christmas decorating for the greater good of the house staying intact and no one dying Mom hasn't done much else since she doesn't celebrate herself. But. She ended up baking a lot for this day

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[On one hand, sugar everywhere.

On the other, blood made Flandre sleepy. And she had automatically aimed for the baked things containing such before she noticed the card, simply because they smelled better to her. There are already a few cookies missing. And a muffin or two. Did I mention the cookies?

Flandre's already curled up on a chair for a nap in a way that seems slightly improbable for a humanoid spine. And it's not exactly a tranquil nap; she keeps twitching madly and clawing after something. But she seems content.

...and like she might fall out of that chair.]

[demented_mama]

[....heh. She noticed and isn't really surprised but she will cast a glance at the slightly improbable curled figure in the chair.

A moment later she drops some pillows on the floor right next to the chair.

Might as well soften her landing.]

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[Aaaand toppling out of the chair she goes, landing on the pillows below with a thump.

It does wake her up, though; at least partially. Flandre yawns, exposing all of her little pointy teeth for a moment.]

[demented_mama]

[...Mom witnesses this and she really is quite adorable.

Ridiculous how much, really.

Not going to say anything yet, she will be watching from time to time.]

[there_were_none]

[Flandre kneads her pillow (she doesn't question where it came from) and is about to put her head back down and resume this nap when she notices ohay floor. When did you get so close to my nose.

...why am I on the floor?

She is awake! Just. Staring at this floor sleepily and in a bewildered fashion.]