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[countabilibuddy]

Who: Butters and Bradley
What: Hanging out, baking cookies, watching a movie
Where: Butters' house
When: Sunday afternoon/evening
WARNINGS: None yet

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[butters_toast]

The kitchen already smelled like gingerbread. It was a little early for such things, but Butters and his mom were both addicted to the stuff--around Halloween was when they began to make the excuses that they had to do "test" and "warm up" batches, so to be ready for the upcoming holidays. Steven always just shook his head and laughed, and so long as the pantry was kept in order didn't mind it at all

[countabilibuddy]

"That's all right," Bradley said, shrugging off his coat and taking his shoes off so they wouldn't track slush onto the carpet. He was still really feeling warm toward Butters after their conversation the previous night, and he couldn't help smiling, though as soon as he pulled off his gloves his thumb went to his mouth. "It smells really good in here. Like...a bakery." He blushed. Lame.

[ooc: no problem!]

[butters_toast]

"It does, doesn't it!" Butters pushed the door shut walked backward a few paces toward the kitchen door. He didn't want to leave the oven unsupervised for long--because that was how he got into trouble, gosh darnit--but it was rude to walk away from a guest.

"We're making gingerbread. Do you like gingerbread?"

[countabilibuddy]

"I love gingerbread," Bradley told him, gnawing on a fingernail. "Is there anything I can do to help?" He didn't really want to just hang out - he'd come to help.