Sorbet sighed. Why on Kovomaka was she taking a baking class? 'I can't even bake,' she thought, 'So why bother?' Well, she did know a lot about the ingredients (Thanks to her classmates- almost ALL of the people she'd met where named after food), but putting them all together into something edible had never been her forte. "Hey, maybe I'll learn something." She muttered, opening the door the classroom she had clearly marked "KITCHEN 2" on her map.
The room smelt of cinnamon, reminding her of that annoying, brown-haired girl who would throw notes at her head during class.
"Baking, baking, I love baking!" Chibiusa sang a little song to herself as she headed towards the kitchens. It had been a long time since she was expected to prepare food on her own, and she was both nervous and excited. When she got to the classroom, someone was standing in the open doorway. "Hi - are you here for Baking too?"
Sunshine put the cinnamon away carefully and paced over closer to the door and the two girls who had turned up, putting a half smile on. "Hey, come on in, I don't bite."
Bite. She regretted that word as soon as she heard it. The smile struggled, but the appearance of normalcy won out. Good. Wouldn't do to lose it on the first day of class.
Demyx was fashionably late as always, showing up several minutes after the class was supposed to have started. This didn't seem to bother him much, if at all, as he stuck his head in the doorway and loudly inquired, "Hi! I haven't missed any food yet, have I?"
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The room smelt of cinnamon, reminding her of that annoying, brown-haired girl who would throw notes at her head during class.
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Bite. She regretted that word as soon as she heard it. The smile struggled, but the appearance of normalcy won out. Good. Wouldn't do to lose it on the first day of class.
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