IC: Preparations

[pandemon_ia]

[So. There's this little pocket of hammerspace, created by a certain King (queen?) of Bel. It has a nice, swirly blue background, a brand-new set of kitchen appliances, and a random pile of black and orange decorations. Some of these objects are floating slowly through the air, though the counters and heavier things are thankfully rooted in place

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[messianickitty]

[And this is where that random trunk with a swirling vortex inside at that one furniture shop leads to.

Mama Hiromi looks up from the mountain of construction paper and bottles of glitter. And thanks to her rather clumsy skills in wielding gluesticks, bits of said paper are stuck in her hair and on her face. But hey, handmade invitations were always the best, right?

She greets him with a smile.]

Ah, Akkun! Welcome back.

[pandemon_ia]

[And nothing but the best will suffice for this event, though Papa Akkun Akane is inwardly glad he thought to buy adhesive remover. He returns the smile while setting his non-perishable purchases on a countertop.]

Thanks. The invitations... are going well, I guess.

[Few things other than glitter could hope to improve those handmade works of art. Not when each one has a unique pattern of cats and sheep drawn on it by a King and Queen of Bel.]

[messianickitty]

[The only thing that can top glitter is gluing RHINESTONES on them. There's a nice stack of finished cards, each one sparkling and made with loving care. She nods, quite proud of their creations.]

Mm-hmm!

[She finishes up the card she was working on, and goes over to see what her male self brought like an excited child.]

Oh, yay~ I can work on the cake now!

[pandemon_ia]

[Akane is glad Hiromi seems to be having fun. So is he, even if it's harder to tell. He heads over to the fridge (how they get power in here, the world may never know) to put the other groceries away.]

Is that going to be enough?

[...Maybe he should have gotten another bag of apples for snacking. He'll be sure to get their lovely invitations stored away in safety before the cooking begins.]

[messianickitty]

[She nods.]

I might trip a lot, so it's good that we have as much as we can.

[This cake is gonna be a goddamn tower, man. And she grabs a pimk frilly apron floating by, and proceeds to put it on. Cake making is serious business, so one must be well-equipped.]

ack

[pandemon_ia]

[...so honest, fem!self. Well, it won't hurt to make a big bit of a mess occasionally(?).]

Let me know if you think we're going to run out of anything.

[Akane's culinary skills are very... average at best, so he'll probably just be on mixing bowl duty. He closes the fridge and heads back over to the counter, letting his empty shopping bag drift off towards a corner. Serious indeed, especially to a king who has probably never even seen a cake being baked before. He thinks he dropped a salon apron in here somewhere...]