Tweedledum invites everyone to a fest.

[notawaxwork]

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[notawaxwork]

I WOULD NEVER!

Now, hiding all the pieces of cake in mysterious locations... That I might do.

[digindeep]

............

[notawaxwork]

Did I shock you?

[digindeep]

That's a silent warning for 'you do that and you don't get any for a long time'

[notawaxwork]

...Oh.

I was kidding, silly! Of course I wouldn't really do that.

[digindeep]

Do not kid about the cake, Harri. That's very srs bzns.

Cassie

[notawaxwork]

Note to self: never stand between a pregnant woman and cake.

Have you decided what kind you want?

Harri

[digindeep]

You hit the nail right on the head. Exactly.

Uhh.. well since I can't have booze cake, being religious and all, I'll go with... red velvet.

Cassie

[notawaxwork]

Ugh, no more nails. I get enough nails at work.

Hahaha... I still think that was a good excuse. Oooo, excellent choice. Chocolate frosting? And what kind of ice cream? I'm thinking vanilla, chocolate and strawberry, cos some people are picky.

Harri

[digindeep]

Poor thing. You and your nails.

It would have worked if I couldn't eat meat or something. Mmm no, buttercream frosting. Neapolitan is good with me.

Cassie

[notawaxwork]

That sounds like I want a manicure.

Some religions don't allow drinking! See what I mean? Picky. I'm kidding! Anything you like, darling. There shall be no wasted ice cream, betwixt you and me.

Harri

[digindeep]

Heh.

You shush with your ... religious lies and saying I'm picky. Hmph.

Cassie

[notawaxwork]

I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'm waaay more picky than you, you know.

I love you.

Harri

[digindeep]

Uh huh. Sure you are.

I love you too.

Cassie

[notawaxwork]

I am! Do not challenge the pickiness of the Great Harridini.

Harri

[digindeep]

Aye aye, yes sir!