In more recent days, Lenneth had steadily come to the realization that she'd never cooked a day in her life. In fact, Platina hadn't done any cooking either. The lack of food, in the home of the Valkyrie's human form, had forced Platina's mother to do the cooking so that no food was wasted. She could only recall that the meals were terrible but at
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"I'm Shoggy!" Shoggy 11 told Lenneth, pointing out the others with temporary pseudopods and introducing them in turn. "And that's Shoggy, and that's Shoggy, and that's Shoggy, and that's Shoggy. . ." Each of the others piped "Hi!" when introduced, and kept on with whatever they were doing. Shoggy 6.6 had begun to layer the glass shards atop a plastic bag, while Shoggy 15 went about coating each shard with a bit of the squeezy cheese. Shoggy 26 1/2 had been searching through the kitchen utensils, and now advanced upon the chunk of meat with a mallet. Shoggy 31 was also rooting through the kitchen, and, had gathered up a cheese grater, a spatula, and a very large cleaver. Shoggy 22 had acquired a large bowl and an ancient-looking hand-cranked mixer. Others were sorting through the 'ingredients' pile, making smaller piles of the assorted items, while others looked through the kitchen for new ingredients to mix into their 'pie'.
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"If the cookies really look good to you, you're welcome to have them." She wasn't going to. And she doubted many other people would even try here.
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"Sooo cool!" The Shoggies all dropped whatever they were doing and converged upon the burnt cookies with impressive speed for squelching piles of unstable organs. "They do look sooo good, thank you Mastress," piped Shoggy 15.
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