"Gonna make a pie from heaven above, gonna be filled with strawberry love . . ."

[sugarsyrup]

Since dawn there have been wonderful smells floating in the air, all warm and lovely and creating a wave of extra heat radiating from the kitchen

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[lightningcurse]

Mabon is--honestly surprised at the idea of there being pie for him, especially a pie instead of, say, a dead bird, but--receiving an offering is always appreciated by a god, especially a minor one, and he takes it back to his secret place in the woods quite readily.

She will later receive another deer.

[sugarsyrup]

When she finds it she smiles, and says softly, "Thank you, Mabon ap Modron" -- not a summons, despite the use of his full name, but a message sent out on the summer wind.

[lightningcurse]

She may find, soon enough, that although hasn't become one of His--not an easy thing to do, in any case--she has become someone he will think of with more than the passing indifference he usually allows to Mankind.

[acarandaguitar]

*he's only a little surprised, really -- and he can't help looking faintly amused, then, shaking his head and taking the pie in to eat (and he acts nonchalant about it, but Miz D may find a brief, distinctly unsentimental thank-you note slid under her own door the next day)*

[sugarsyrup]

And because she is a grandmother, and because grandmotherly instinct requires that good manners be rewarded with good things, the day after that there will be a tin of homemade caramel candies outside his door. There's no note, but all the same the message is clear. "You're very welcome, Steve Finn."

[i_flynomore]

Lynette comes into the kitchen a little while later, to make herself a sandwich before she goes back to work. There are smudges on her face and a streak of grease in her cropped hair, rust stains on her clothes.

She has never had pie before; pie is an anomaly. Also to-day has been fraught with tape-flash, and she's skittish and on edge, and could desperately use someone to gentle her.

[sugarsyrup]

Miz Deliverance pours another glass of lemonade before looking up. "Good afternoon," she says, smiling gently.

[i_flynomore]

"Hello, sera." She looks up at Miz Deliverance quietly, but behind her eyes there is an unsettled, furiously moving something.

[sugarsyrup]

"Lemonade?" she offers, holding out the fresh glass.

[morvydd]

On her way through, Morvydd stops in the doorway and smiles. "Lady Deliverance."

[sugarsyrup]

"Hello," Deliverance says, smiling. "Would you like a piece of pie?"

[morvydd]

A moment's hesitation. "I am going out now, but may I come back again, and bring one to my cousin?"

[sugarsyrup]

"Certainly. They're for anyone who wants them."

[metamorphette]

Tonks hasn't had many run-ins with crackplots around here, but her Auror training (plus her experience as a prankster herself) has left her with a healthy paranoia when it comes to food left lying innocently around.

On the other hand, that apple crumble pie looks awfully good...

So, after running a few magical tests over it, muttering spells and charms, and generally poking it once or twice with her wand, Tonks gives a shrug and cuts herself a piece anyway. "If I die, it won't be anything new," she says to herself as she takes a bite.