[IC: Boy's 18, Victorian Cabin]

[theninquisition]

[So after spending a day or so tied up in Cross' room, calming down but failing very much to sleep at all, he has been mostly untied and is tentatively trying to keep himself occupied around the cabin...]

Comments

[leek_a_boss]

Li~ink-san~

[leek_a_boss]

I don't rely on mere luck~

If you did I'd scream and the General would come save me. ♥

[halfcocked]

I suppose he would...

[leek_a_boss]

So everything's perfectly safe, right?

[halfcocked]

[hff, still a bit dubious...]

Did you want to help? [indicating stuff he's in the process of making]

[leek_a_boss]

[8D]

I was wondering when you'd ask~

[halfcocked]

[brings both hands up to scrub at his eyes a bit tiredly]

Ah... there is dough rising over there on the counter that should be ready to bake by now, and this batter...

[leek_a_boss]

[goes over to check on the dough]

What are you going to make with them? Ara ara . . . and how long have you been awake?

[halfcocked]

Just some simple cornets...

I thought it might be better not to keep track... [OH NO LINK HASN'T BEEN KEEPING TRACK]

[leek_a_boss]

Maybe we should put you to bed after this . . .

[halfcocked]

. . .There is still custard and icing to make.

[leek_a_boss]

They can wait.

[halfcocked]

I wouldn't rest very well. It's fine like this.

[leek_a_boss]

It is not. But if you're going to be stubborn about it, I suppose we can finish the custard and icing . . . but nothing else~!

[halfcocked]

[just going to ignore impending sleepy-times and get out more ingredients then]

[leek_a_boss]

[debating the safety of trying to cuddle him later while she gets out mixing bowls and such]