[Week 31 | Day 7] Tell Me A Story...

[can_you_eat_it]

Who: can_you_eat_it & niko_wafer
Status: Closed.
Style: Past tense, Third person.
Where: Gilbert's newly acquired bakery, Mizusato
When: Mid-morning, Week 31 | Day 7
Rating: PG-13 at most
Warnings: Swearing, mostly from Alice. XP
Summary: Alice isn't allowed in the kitchens anymore and the front of the bakery happens to have a lull. This can only mean story-time when a certain

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[can_you_eat_it]

Alice, however, didn't even spare him a glance. Because for her right then, getting to that itch was far more important than some random customer. And honestly... if this didn't work, she was seriously tempted to just cut the funny cast thing off and scratch all the skin off her arm.

It'd be worth the lectures, so far as she was concerned.

Which was why she just bit the tip of her tongue as her heels bounced off the front of the counter in a rapid staccato beat, and continued to grumble wordlessly to herself as she worked the incense into the cast a little deeper.

[can_you_eat_it]

That earns him a rather inarticulate cry of rage and a swift kick aimed to the side of his head for the effort - with a nice, dark glare thrown in just for good measure.

"Hey! I was using that!"

She'd been so close to actually reaching it! And worse, now that her scratching stick was gone, the need to itch felt even worse than it had before. Alice was not a happy little lady with him right then. Not at all.

[can_you_eat_it]

That was all well and good, but those words did nothing to sooth the itch that was steadily building underneath this thing. She sighed and yanked her heel out of his hand, then crossed her legs.

And then she held her cast up between them with an air of authority and glared at him, the diamon-shaped pupils flexing with her agitation. Clearly little miss Alice was used to getting her way to some degree - a fact made evident with the next words out of her mouth.

"Fine then, if you want to be so annoyingly helpful, cut it off so I can scratch properly!"

[can_you_eat_it]

She didn't need telling twice. Instead, she simply lifted the cast a little more and dropped her gazed down to the cast before pointing to a spot just south of center before cutting a wide-eyed and hopeful look back up to him.

"Right here, blondie. Can you reach it? Your hands are bigger than mind so I don't think it's gonna work."

[can_you_eat_it]

"I am!"

Yes, she really did just completely ignore the name correction as she spun around over the counter and hopped down behind it.

Once there, she rocked back on her heels and offered him another winsome smile, then waved a negligent hand as if to encompass the display. "So just let Mistress Alice know what you want, Blondie, and I'll get it - and if you give me a better story, I'll even give you a discount!"