She didn't get to do any of her baking and making yesterday with all the hustle and bustle in the kitchen. She barely made it out alive with an apple. But now that the party was over and dishes were clean, the kitchen was blessedly empty.
She set a covered basket full of her most "special" herbs and oils on the counter, tied
an apron over her
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She broke off her singing and turned wide eyes to Anissina and dropped a cup of flour, including the cup, into the bowl cradled in her arm. Drat. She would have to wait a bit before making anything for the woman.
She smiled and held the bowl out proudly. "I'm making cookies!"
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Okay, so that was only about fifty years, not a full hundred, but she was also pretty sure they had been dancing around each other before she ever came to live in the castle. And they were much much older.
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She's going to skip right over the first statement and address the second.
"Maybe I'll let you lick the spoon when I'm done."
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Anissina is stradling her!
...oh. And she's choking on flour! She waves her arms around trying to get at least some of the white dust to land on the redhead. "That's cheating! How am I going to make cookies without flour?"
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She tries to wiggle out from under the woman. This is very awkward, and she is very thankful she's not a boy.
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Oops. Are those quotes and not italics? >.>
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