Cooking Mama

[cougar_78]

[There's a normally stay-home-Mama in the hallway, holding... a plate of cookies.]

[She made them especially for the little David she's been raising. Now, those of you who know EVA know that she usually doesn't cook... and for good reason. But EVA figured she'd give it another try today- Which is why she plans on testing these cookies out on you. If

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[dontshootplz]

[What could you possible due to his stomach that genetics hasn't already, Mama?]

[cougar_78]

[You'd be surprised!] Johnny~ [Stopping him]

Long time no see.

[dontshootplz]

Big Mama! I could say the same for you. How's it going?

[Are those...cookies? :3]

[cougar_78]

[A small laugh through her nose] I suppose I've been a bit scarce lately. I've decided to give that whole "raising your child" thing a try.

[She looks down, seeing him eye the cookies in her hand. ...Or maybe he was looking at her boobs; It's hard to tell sometimes.]

I made these cookies for my little David, but there are plenty extra. Would you like some? [There are all sorts of different types to choose from. Chocolate(?) chip, vanilla, raisin~...]

[drquacksays]

[She's still awkwardly walking around because she's not used to being a man. She misses her old body.]

[cougar_78]

[When an Ocelot is walking funny, they've either had a bad day or a really good night.]

...Fun times with Jack?

[drquacksays]

[The fact that she very well knows this is EVA makes this situation more embarrassing than it already is.]

What do yo-- [She clears her throat, her voice a bit deeper.] What do you mean?

[cougar_78]

...Your walk is very awkward. I assumed it was for a good reason- otherwise you'd look a lot more upset.

Are you alright? [Have an analyzing stare]

[zanzibarasshole]

[In all of Fox's years, there is only one food he completely trusts Mama with cooking on her own -- instant noodles (and in his opinion, they are the best instant noodles). Upon coming in contact with Mama and this... plate of cookies, he immediately grows just a little concerned. Even if this Mama is older than the one from his own time, he's still going to play it safe and assume her cooking hasn't improved with age.]

...You didn't... [clears his throat a bit] Make these all yourself, did you?

[cougar_78]

If I did, I assume it would only make you all the more eager to try one, right?

[zanzibarasshole]

[He clears his throat again and lets out a small (nervous?) chuckle.]

Oh, Mama. You know I've never cared for sweet things... I'm sure they're delicious though.

[cougar_78]

.....

[Shoving the plate toward Frank, so that the edge bumps against his chest.]

[sweetlilmonster]

[The scent of those cookies have attracted a little Romanian boy. He follows EVA with his teddy in tow.]

I smells cookies~ [:3] Did you make them? Eepoo?

[The mini Vamp smiles ever so sweetly at her.]

[cougar_78]

Ee...poo...? [She looks down at the boy quizzically before clearing her throat, a smile now on her face.]

I did~

[She shows him the many options] Would you like one?

[sweetlilmonster]

Eepoo~! [huggles his teddy]

I would love to eat one! They look so good~!

[Adrian takes one of the cookies and begins to munch on it.]

They're great~! Just like what my mommy used to make.

[cougar_78]

[Hey, we have a winner! Looks like the vanilla cookies must not have turned out so bad. EVA gives a pat to the boy's head.]

I'm glad you liked it.

[femmesnake]

[In the box. Sneaking by. Sneak sneak sneak.]

[cougar_78]

>:/

[The box thing? Has never, and will never, work on her.]

[Mama steps on the flap of the upside-down box.]

Where's the rush, Snake?

[femmesnake]

[Still in the box, clinging to false hope.] I left my quiche in the oven.

[A flat-out terrible lie. Snake can't bake anything since everything she puts in the oven catches fire or explodes, and she couldn't bake a quiche if her life depended on it.]

[cougar_78]

...I haven't gotten a chance to speak with you in a while, Diana.

Do you really have no time for me...?