[※] (t)wenty

[fairytaleweaver]

First off, I'd like to apologize to anyone who heard my outburst a week or two ago. I'm .. still not sure what that virus did to make me react in such a manner, but ... um. It's ... all in the past now, right? And I-It's not like I actually ... hurt anyone here. Did I ...?Anyway, I know that Thanksgiving just passed, and I did a little bit of

Comments

[vigilante_tamer]

It was kinda weird, but I'm glad you pulled through it. You had me worried there.

... Is that....

[Attachment Received]

... Estelle, this is pie.

You know what I like.

[fairytaleweaver]

It wasn't exactly the most pleasant of experiences, that's for certain ...

Oh, you like it? I'm so relieved!

[vigilante_tamer]

What, did you think I WOULDN'T like your pie?

You're not a bad cook, Estelle.

And believe me, I ate Flynn's cooking. I KNOW bad food.

[fairytaleweaver]

Well, I'd never made it before, and I wasn't sure if I should try a piece before giving it to you, because then that would have made the pie incomplete, and I wanted to give you the pie when it was complete, and-- I'll be quiet now.

[vigilante_tamer]

Oh, Estelle. You've gotta have faith in your cooking. What'd I tell you guys?

The secret ingredient is love!

[fairytaleweaver]

You did tell us that once, didn't you? I can't believe I almost forgot ...

Well, in that case, it must be delicious! Er. I-Is it?

[vigilante_tamer]

Estelle?

I'm gonna have a stomach ache later.

Because I ate it all.

YES, it was good.

[fairytaleweaver]

[she's both flattered and spazzing]

I-I'm glad you liked it, Yuri, but a stomachache?! I-I don't think I can heal a stomachache!