Traumend 37

[dritte_tochter]

[is standing in her normal dress again, an apron tied around her waste and a ladle in hand] Are you ready to lose, Imp? Ohohohoho~ Even if your stupid Father is a judge, there's still no way you can win, desu~ Oooohohoho~

[grins broadly in evil!Suiseiseki fashion] Doctor~ You'll be a judge, right? And I suppose someone else can be a judge, too, if

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[doctoroutintime]

Strawberry pie? Oooh. I'll be happy to lend my services.

[dritte_tochter]

[grins delightedly] I knew you would, desu~ But you have to be fair, Doctor! No playing favourites when you judge, okay?

[discardedwish]

The Doctor would not pay favorites, especially with you. [childish sticking out of the tongue]

[dritte_tochter]

[!!!] I-if he was going to play favourites, it would definitely be with me over you, desu! [sticks her tongue out, too]

[discardedwish]

Doubtful. [>P]

[dritte_tochter]

Is not! [>.<]

[discardedwish]

Is too. [\^o^/]

[dritte_tochter]

[grrrr]

[discardedwish]

[smile]

[dritte_tochter]

[glare]

[discardedwish]

[rasberries]

[dritte_tochter]

[epic stare of doom]

[discardedwish]

[glares right back]

[doctoroutintime]

Oh, 'course I will! Not favouritism from me. Only my taste buds will get a say.

[dritte_tochter]

Good~ Because I definitely make delicious scones and pie, desu~ And they're much better than anything the Imp can make~

[doctoroutintime]

You two are always competing, aren't you? Not that I'm complaining this time. Gift horses bearing food isn't a bad thing.