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[wherethefigslie]

In the kitchen there exist a very messy Ernst and Jehan, standing with a large platter of cookies. They're giggling and attempting to clean flour off each other's faces without much success. Anyone can come get a cookie -- there's all kinds! -- or talk to either boy.

Typist: Comment and get a Jehan or an Ernst ^_^

Comments

[dontdosadness]

*pokes his head in* I smell cookies.

[petitpoete]

Jehan bounced and waved, "Hello -- who are you, monsieur?" Ernst giggled, "That's my friend Moritz, we went to school together." "Oh, hello Moritz! Would you like cookies?"

[dontdosadness]

*waves back -- and is accompanied by Prince* Hallo. What kind are they?

[petitpoete]

Lamarque, ever the curious little thing, crawled out of his hiding place to investigate the puppy. Ernst giggled, "And who's that?"

[dontdosadness]

Prince: *sniffs and wags*

This is Prince Steifel. Ilse and Wendla found him. *:D*