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[wafels]

*Belgium is frustrated. She is frustrated by many things, but chief amongst these is her brother. Her brother ALWAYS frustrates her, but all the more so lately.

When Belgium is frustrated, she bakes. So she has spent the entire day making double chocolate-chip brownies. They smell really, really goodShe's placed the pan on the windowsill to cool,

Comments

[fuelefficient]

[he doesn't want to seem rude but...

...Japan is peering. Why am I so small hnnnngh]

[wafels]

Huh?

*Looks up at motion. And then relaxes a bit* Oh. Heya, Japan.

[fuelefficient]

Ah...greetings, Belgium-san.

[wafels]

*A smile* What's up?

[wolf_faerie]

[Aisling doesn't know what brownies are, but they sure do smell good. Since she lives next door, she doesn't have to follow her nose very far. She's peeking over the windowsill and looks like she's about to just take one.]

[wafels]

*Belgium sees the movement as she cleans her cooking utensils, and...*

Oh. Maybe I shouldn'ta put 'em on the window.

[wolf_faerie]

[She's startled from Belgium suddenly speaking, and accidentally brushes her hand against the pan...which is still hot. She shrieks and drops below the windowsill. Shortly afterward you can hear a whimper of pain and annoyance.]

[wafels]

Oh! *Belgium tries to peer over the windowsill, but she's not too tall.*

Are you okay?

[riflerosti]

[Just on his way back from work or something when omg chocolate

but

it smells Belgian

which is clearly the biggest crime against humanity ever

maybe he'll shoot the tray off the windowsill or something... No, bit extreme. He'll just settle for scowling at them. He has no idea Belgium herself lives here.]

[wafels]

*RIVAL IN CHOCOLATE HI my chocolate is totally better*

*And she'll put another tray out on the windowsill.*

[riflerosti]

[

agsfhdsjkf why the fuck does it have to smell good. It's taunting me

maybe if he flips one of them and makes it look like an accident?

No. That's retarded.

but

inching a bit closer.]

[wafels]

*La-dee-da, making chocolate totally cheers her up, mmm mmm it smells so good, she might be humming to herself as she goes to clean up the counter OBLIVIOUS TO HIS PRESENCE*

[windmill]

[NEEDS NO EXCUSE TO BE HANGING OUT AROUND HER HOUSE LIKE A CREEPER, OKAY

j-just

standing there...]

[wafels]

*Sees him.

Ignores him. Busy with brownies.*

[windmill]

[it's okay he's out here smoking like a creeper]

[wafels]

*Oh, sweet chocolate. You're never going to think she hates you and then avoid any chance to talk it out. That's why she loves you.*

[kleinefurstin]

[She will smell it on the way home, and then call whenever she is home herself]

It smells nice, whatever you're making.

[wafels]

Oh, thanks Liechty!

They're brownies - I'll bring some over when I'm done! How's that sound?

[kleinefurstin]

I'll be happy to have some. I'll make some tea for you, if you'd like.

[wafels]

That'd be great! What kinda tea?