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Who: Anya, Billy and Molly make three!
What: Post-Cupcake-Baking
When: Saturday Afternoon
Where: Anya's Room/Kitchenette
Rating: PGThere were small pink handprints all over the floor and the bottom twenty inches of the walls. The little dog Hallie, finally claimed from the pet center, had been spending a lovely afternoon licking the walls. Anya was

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Daddy's home! ...from spending some time all sneaked away in his neglected lab. Luckily, having a pet snake and a pseudo-pet chocobo meant that there was some excuse to get away, back to his old room. Can't neglect the other creatures that he's sort of responsible for, right?

But, it was finally time to resign himself to his current Castle-allotted fate again, and return to Anya's room.

...He had originally planned on just slipping wordlessly in, but the sheer amount of pink caught him off guard.

"Wha--...What happened in here??"

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It wasn't what Anya had planned either, but then again there was a lot of frosting all over.

"Puppy!" Molly nearly shrieked as Hallie trotted by, now the focus of the younger girl.

Sighing, Anya shrugged, "We baked, she frosted... mostly her hand, then she went around trying to catch the dog. Using the wall to support her while she walked."

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Don't think for a second that he forgot the freak-out over the sucker, before. That's what this critical look is for, lady. Do you see it?

"That's, uh...alot of pink."

He stuffed his hands into his pockets and wandered over to the little kitchenette, looking over the disaster and...he had to admit...he was a little impressed by the scope of it.

"She's really got a knack for causing chaos."

...Daddy's so proud.

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"It seems she does, though really it's more like a mess. Chaos would require some sort of explosion, fires, or an impact on more than just me and my living area."

She sees the critical look, but is unphased by it. Instead, Anya opts to pick up the horrible stuffed bunny. Holding it out as if it had carried a plague at some point.

"Did you give her this??"