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[welljustwatchme]

Characters: welljustwatchme and sheroic
Date: Saturday evening, March 5.
Summary: Magic chocolates suck. The North American sisters shall discuss.
Warnings: Aside from baking and awesomeness, nothing.

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[sheroic]

[ America was sitting around in her spaceship when she sensed it

or maybe smelled it or maybe she just has food-sensing powers

either way it smelled delicious.

Have America running into the kitchen and going immediately to the cookies.

Oh sorry Canada are you there? ]

[sheroic]

I dunno, it kinda makes sense. You're so quiet because you're always thinking about these things!

[welljustwatchme]

Amelia. That's not the case, I swear.

[sheroic]

Haha, whatever you say, Maggie! Just don't send any freaky movies to me, OK?

Oh yeah, what do you have in the oven?

[welljustwatchme]

[She's just going to sigh over that, because, America, you are totally missing the point of her bringing up her current issues. Which is that they are a problem and a heroine's input on what to do would be nice.]

Maple layer cake.

[sheroic]

Yum! Make it hurry up!

[ She pauses. ] Oh yeah, did you start feeling weird after eating the chocolates?

[welljustwatchme]

I can't make it cook any faster than it already is cooking.

And, yes, I did.

[sheroic]

If you crank up the heat, you can! [ She learned cooking from England can you tell. ]

So.

It could be the chocolates.

[welljustwatchme]

No, you can't.

That's what Steph and I were sort of thinking. But that doesn't really say what we can do about it.

[sheroic]

Well... you could try not eating them! But you're right, who could resist chocolate? I guess we're stuck with it!

[welljustwatchme]

I only had a few chocolates. A few days ago. The feeling persists.

[sheroic]

You only had a few?! Eat more, eat more! [ All previous discoveries have gone out the window. ]

[welljustwatchme]

[This is Canada, spluttering in an embarrassed fashion.] Why would I want to do that?

[sheroic]

You can't just eat a few chocolates. What's wrong with you?

[welljustwatchme]

They made my thoughts all... French! I don't want to eat anymore of them!

[sheroic]

I know how you feel, I've had to make things a lot less French too. [ Freedom fries liberty lip lock. ]

Gimme a second... If you started thinking French thoughts and mine were more innocent, something must affect us differently, right?