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Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean, I'm a person who can't walk on walls.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[unbr8kable]

Again, a personal problem. Should work on fixing that.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[crossmyheartandhope]

You'd think with all that stuff in the point shop, they'd have suction cup shoes or soemthing, but nooo.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[unbr8kable]

You can't get any more inventive than that? Stick some magnets on the bottom of your foot, done.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[crossmyheartandhope]

Yeah, but what'll you do if the wall ain't metal?

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[unbr8kable]

I'll walk up the wall anyways. You'd better just not bake in that kitchen.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[crossmyheartandhope]

Or just not stick the pizza to the ceiling.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[unbr8kable]

I mean. I guess.

[Rolls her eyes melodramatically, but only grins and digs in to pudding]

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Helping himself to a bite of his own, trying (somewhat unconvincingly) to pretend he's not watching to see her reaction]

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[unbr8kable]

[Savors the spoonful, taking her time to appreciate the flavor and texture before looking up at him, licking the spoon]

...You really made this?

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[crossmyheartandhope]

Ah - yeah?

It come out okay?

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[unbr8kable]

Yeah-- I mean, it's really good, it's like some fancy chef or something...

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[crossmyheartandhope]

Nothing fancier'n me in the Tetris kitchen.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[unbr8kable]

Apparently not.

[Goes for another spoonful]

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[crossmyheartandhope]

Well.

[Nudges against her]

Lemme know if you want it again sometime, kay? It don't even take that long.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[unbr8kable]

[Nudges back, still going for the rich pudding]

You sure? Don't promise nothing you ain't okay with me saying yes to.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Setting into his own at the standard pace with which he decimates desserts, now that he's sure she likes it]

I'm like super sure. Don't ask me to bake you nothing fancy, cause it's gonna end in tragedy, but this stuff I can do.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[unbr8kable]

This seems tougher than baking to me. I don't got any idea how you'd even make a pudding without a box.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[crossmyheartandhope]

S'cornstarch, mostly. That's what makes it get all thick. The rest's the cream and chocolate.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[unbr8kable]

Don't taste nothing like corn, though...

[Takes another bite to ensure this]

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[crossmyheartandhope]

[It does not taste anything like corn, truly]

Naw, I think it just like thickens stuff. You put it in sauces, too, and like gravy and stuff.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[unbr8kable]

Huh... If you say so.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Shrugs]

Dunno how it works, just know that it does.

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[unbr8kable]

Magic~

[Scrapes the last of the pudding with her spoon...and then her finger, no chocolate left behind]

Re: Day 254, late afternoonish

[crossmyheartandhope]

Hey, I'll take pudding magic any day.

[His is long gone, because that's how he rolls,]