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[themisnamed]

[In one of the kitchens there's a gooey and oozing mess on the island counter in a cake pan. And a redhead slumped over next to it, poking the cake with a frustrated look.]

I don't get it, how come ya have to be so damned difficult to make.

[On the main counter behind her are several more failed attempts.]

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[besomeothername]

[Pops up next to her as Lavis tend to do. Though being a Lavi herself, she could have seen him coming from a mile away]

Is this one of those box cakes? [Reaches over to grab a fork and poke at the things as well. He half expects it to try and eat the fork]

[themisnamed]

[sdkhg Heart attacks seem to be the way to go with Mattias today and she almost slips off the stool but manages to catch herself. Had totally been lost in her own little world there, Lavi.

And while the cake doesn't eat the fork it sort of clings to it in that tar kind of way that's still drippy.]

N-no, I was following the directions in that cookbook over there. [Gestures at it, it's more of a joke-cookbook, though.]

[besomeothername]

[Flipping through it absently, frowning a bit. Lavi wasn't much of a cook but he had read a lot of cookbooks in his life. This one just seemed a bit... off]

Is this your first time trying to make one?

[themisnamed]

'm still learning how to cook in general, figured that I'd might as well learn since I'll have to be cookin every night and maybe some other meals.

[besomeothername]

... Why? There is a lovely little cafeteria in the East Wing. I think even a Jerry works there sometime. You can have home cooked meals anytime you like.

[themisnamed]

[sdkhlgw She hates you for making her say this out loud. Gripping the bottom of her shirt with both hands, the right wearing a little gold band on that ring finger. Flushing.]

A good wife doesn't do things like that, a good wife has food that she's prepared herself set on the table waitin for her husband to come home.

[besomeothername]

A good husband wouldn't give a damn about protocol and let his wife be herself.

[thewrongname]

He doesn't ask me ta do it, I do it because I want to be a good wife.

[besomeothername]

... You sure he wants you to change into this in the first place?

[themisnamed]

Doesn't matter... He's supposed ta be getting a divorce worked out. Besides, I'll still have ta cook for myself when I go home and leave the Order.

[besomeothername]

[Takes her shoulder and shakes it a little]

Tias, I need you to repeat after me.

I'm special, and I matter regardless of what anyone says.

[thewrongname]

[Honestly, she'd be this way with any one she had as a husband. You're not going to get her to change her mind on making dinner.

So girl is confused, really, on why she's saying this.] I'm special, and I matter regardless of what anyone says...?

Lavi, it doesn't bother me, I understand why he wants tha divorce. [Putting her hand up on his.] We both woke up married ta one another, that's not any way to start out a life-long relationship like that.

[besomeothername]

[Oh now his head hurts. Clearly he has not been keeping on top of happenings in the Dressing Room]

Wait, what? He's divorcing you?

...

Is he going to remarry you?

[themisnamed]

[Her life here has become a whirlwind since he last saw her at the tea party is all. It's...settling down. Slowly.

She smiles a little and shakes her head.] No, I don't think so. He's not the marryin type and I never expected to marry in the first place.

Besides, I have my brothers.

[besomeothername]

[Blinks. Blinks. No kidding. Poor Tias. Lavi is still having a hard time wrapping his brain around it all]

So you want to cook something for him while he's still married to you?

[themisnamed]

[She just got news that she's having twins instead of just the one earlier in the week.]

I won't get another chance at this, I wanna be the best I can be in case it's needed for a record or somethin.