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[scarecrowhitman]

Grimm Holiday Party Meme

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[chant_with_me]

Chien Po || Dragons || OTA

rolled a 9~ though it kind of morphed into 4...

[noluckneeded]

[ So Cri-Kee usually worries very little about her appearance, but this is going a little far, even for her. She wanders into the kitchen in a polar fleece monstrosity, a bright red oversized sweater with a decorated Christmas tree and assorted snowmen sewn onto the front. There's tinsel embroidered on the Christmas tree. It's kind of blinding, made even worse because it's just so damn big. ]

Don't judge me, it's warm and comfortable. [ Said preemptively and a bit boredly, as if she doesn't actually care. She looks around. ] Are you baking anything fun? Can I help?

Re: rolled a 9~ though it kind of morphed into 4...

[chant_with_me]

[She smiles. The sweater looks absolutely ridiculous, but she's okay with that.]

Sugar cookies. You want to decorate?

[noluckneeded]

Yes. What kind of question is that? Of course.

[ She rolls up the sleeves on this ridiculous sweater and goes to wash her hands. ]

Tell me what we got. Do we still have all that colored sugar?

[chant_with_me]

Someone's been pilfering my stash, but there's still some. Also, frosting.

[She indicates a bowl on the counter.]

There's food coloring around here somewhere. Go crazy.

[noluckneeded]

Awesome! You want any special designs? [ She'll get right on separating that big bowl of frosting into a couple smaller bowls and mixing in colors-- red and green for Christmas, then blue because who doesn't like blue, really, and yellow so yellow doesn't feel left out... ]

But wow, who steals colored sugar? What a Grinch, gosh. You should send out an angry email or something.

[chant_with_me]

Use your creative flair. Here.

[She plops a tray of cookies down in front of Cri-Kee.]

And who knows what's up with the sugar. I could send an email but I sent that email two weeks ago about unsalted butter.

[noluckneeded]

[ Cookies! She starts spreading frosting on some of them, considering what kind of things she can do with the decorating. ]

Oh, yeah, that... What if it's the same person? What if there's someone here subsisting only on unsalted butter and colored sugar? [ She very, very briefly considers how that might actually go and how sick she might feel if she were the one who attempted that. ] Gross. Maybe I should get to know them.

Or I could bug the fridge. Are there rules against that, do you think?

[chant_with_me]

[She considers this.]

Well, there might be. Then again, rules only apply if you get caught, right?

[Not that she's encouraging bugging anything. Though it is an interesting train of thought.]

[noluckneeded]

I like the way you think!

[ She adds dabs of blue frosting to a yellow-frosted cookie to make a smiley face, and offers the finished product to Cameron. ]

Knowing the crowd here, I'll probably get caught, though. And then there'll be hell to pay and it'll reflect badly on the unit and I'll probably only be feeding someone's paranoia.

[chant_with_me]

Good point.

[She grins at the cookie.]

Awesome! We need to do this more often.

[noluckneeded]

Yeah, if only we had more downtime. We could feed the entire compound with cookies.

[chant_with_me]

And it would be great!

[Casey probably knows by now that just about the only two things that around here that make Cameron truly happy are being deep in the middle of some bizarre medical problem and cooking. And a large subset of that cooking involves cookies.]