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[goldenfirefly]

[It's a nice, hot day. Stella has the window to her kitchen open as she works on something just for the sake of doing it. For you see, she's creating quite a delicious pie. A cherry pie, to be exact. She's worked hard on it, and the smell flows gently through the air as she sets it on the window sill for it to cool a little

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[lostinmyway]

[Grune had been smelling something wonderful all day. The scent had wafted down to her room, where she had been happily drawing a picture of the spring lilacs. At last, as she finishes her picture and leaves it out to dry, she goes to investigate.

…Oddly enough, she can't seem to find anything that would be making such a delicious smell. Maybe it's in the cupboards...? She should take a look.]

[lostinmyway]

Oh, what kind of pie are we making? ["We," Grune?]

[goldenfirefly]

[... Well, Grune could always help. Just... Stella should keep track of how long the pie stays in the oven. That's all.]

I had made cherry pie earlier... Why not blueberry this time?

[lostinmyway]

That would be delicious! I love blueberry pie. [Grune, you love everything.]