#064 [Accidental Video Post--unfiltered]
[There's some shuffling noises and then a book is moved down so the camera is uncovered. Chrono's peering at the book, apparently not noticing that his PDA is now recording a video post as he looks through the cook book propped up against it.]
Okay, let's see...2 cups sifted flour, 1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder...[starting to half-sing it to the tune of "twelve days of Christmas"] half teaspoon sa-alt, fourth teaspoon cin'mon...
[Shiki's head pops around the corner. He comes around to peering over Chrono's shoulder before speaking up.]
You should add extra sugar but not enough that it burns. I like the extra sweetness.
[Chrono jumps and whirls around, frowning] Shiki! Jeebus, let me know you're there before you breathe down my neck!
....jeebus? You didn't just say that, did you?
...Yes, Shiki. I said jeebus. Saying his real name in that way would get me in trouble with the Order.
You know, you're not going to be damned to hell because you said Jesus. Aren't you already from there anyways?
Umm....[he scratches his head a little] Sort of. We don't call it that...
Fine, fine. I don't want the whole story. [pulls a wooden spoon out of the drawer] Let me help you finish up here.
Oh! Okay! Um...[holds out the bowl that he was putting spices in earlier] Can you start to stir this? I'll get the butter and the sugar...
[That crazy green plant was filtering in over their heads. When Shiki grabbed the bowl, the curse practically cause his to almost trip over and land his mouth right on Chrono's.
Gaaah!!
[Chrono froze, staring, not noticing the mistletoe above their heads for the moment.] ....Uh.
[Shiki was stuck too, his face in complete horror. Yet he couldn't move.]
[After a moment to gather his wits, Chrono quickly pushed away, shoving the bowl into his arms.] Sh-Shiki!
[Shiki threw the bowl onto the counter and hunched over, gagging.] Was that some kind of demon mystic eye trick? What the hell, Chrono?
You think I did that?! Why would I do that?
Don't ask me, weirdo!
Shiki, you kissed me!
Because you pulled some kind of trick!
[he throws his hands up into the air and looks up towards the ceiling] I didn't do anyth--!
...
There's mistletoe.
[Shiki is now hovering over the sink, wondering how his stomach is going to handle this.]
Shiki, I think it's a curse.
Okay, let's see...2 cups sifted flour, 1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder...[starting to half-sing it to the tune of "twelve days of Christmas"] half teaspoon sa-alt, fourth teaspoon cin'mon...
[Shiki's head pops around the corner. He comes around to peering over Chrono's shoulder before speaking up.]
You should add extra sugar but not enough that it burns. I like the extra sweetness.
[Chrono jumps and whirls around, frowning] Shiki! Jeebus, let me know you're there before you breathe down my neck!
....jeebus? You didn't just say that, did you?
...Yes, Shiki. I said jeebus. Saying his real name in that way would get me in trouble with the Order.
You know, you're not going to be damned to hell because you said Jesus. Aren't you already from there anyways?
Umm....[he scratches his head a little] Sort of. We don't call it that...
Fine, fine. I don't want the whole story. [pulls a wooden spoon out of the drawer] Let me help you finish up here.
Oh! Okay! Um...[holds out the bowl that he was putting spices in earlier] Can you start to stir this? I'll get the butter and the sugar...
[That crazy green plant was filtering in over their heads. When Shiki grabbed the bowl, the curse practically cause his to almost trip over and land his mouth right on Chrono's.
Gaaah!!
[Chrono froze, staring, not noticing the mistletoe above their heads for the moment.] ....Uh.
[Shiki was stuck too, his face in complete horror. Yet he couldn't move.]
[After a moment to gather his wits, Chrono quickly pushed away, shoving the bowl into his arms.] Sh-Shiki!
[Shiki threw the bowl onto the counter and hunched over, gagging.] Was that some kind of demon mystic eye trick? What the hell, Chrono?
You think I did that?! Why would I do that?
Don't ask me, weirdo!
Shiki, you kissed me!
Because you pulled some kind of trick!
[he throws his hands up into the air and looks up towards the ceiling] I didn't do anyth--!
...
There's mistletoe.
[Shiki is now hovering over the sink, wondering how his stomach is going to handle this.]
Shiki, I think it's a curse.