0.3; video/action
[The seal has been set in the window of the Gilded Castle's kitchen, showing the entire scene. The kitchen is large, and slightly more modern than the rest of the house, tiled floors and steel fixtures, a large table where a number of servants should have working busily, but it's just Arabia.
He's already covered half of the table. There's a large haunch of something cooling on a white plate, bowls of steaming vegetables and pasta. A basket of fresh bread is filling. Those in the house have been smelling it all day.
And he is clearly still cooking.
And he is clearly incredibly angry, expression dark and thunderous as he stands chopping his way through a pile of vegetables, pushing them irritably into a large pot that will inevitably be a soup.]
Either Bambi or Tinkerbell, I really don't care, one of you go get me another bushel of leeks, three tomatoes, and a dozen eggs.
[This is the second time today he has called on them to run errands for him. He carries on chopping, the snicking sound of the blade against the cutting board very representative of his moodiness. This is, apparently, his reaction to having his piano destroyed by a certain ridiculous housemate.
Eventually, despite his sulk, he looks up, stares at the seal with an impatient expression.]
Anyone who is hungry can clearly see there is an abundance today. Come and eat it before it spoils, or I will simply toss it into the garden and wouldn't that be a terrible pity.
[The princess huffs and goes back to what he was doing.]
He's already covered half of the table. There's a large haunch of something cooling on a white plate, bowls of steaming vegetables and pasta. A basket of fresh bread is filling. Those in the house have been smelling it all day.
And he is clearly still cooking.
And he is clearly incredibly angry, expression dark and thunderous as he stands chopping his way through a pile of vegetables, pushing them irritably into a large pot that will inevitably be a soup.]
Either Bambi or Tinkerbell, I really don't care, one of you go get me another bushel of leeks, three tomatoes, and a dozen eggs.
[This is the second time today he has called on them to run errands for him. He carries on chopping, the snicking sound of the blade against the cutting board very representative of his moodiness. This is, apparently, his reaction to having his piano destroyed by a certain ridiculous housemate.
Eventually, despite his sulk, he looks up, stares at the seal with an impatient expression.]
Anyone who is hungry can clearly see there is an abundance today. Come and eat it before it spoils, or I will simply toss it into the garden and wouldn't that be a terrible pity.
[The princess huffs and goes back to what he was doing.]