sounds good! i'll show up with kitten food. sir pugsley won't be happy, but he hangs out with jongdae's puppy.
[Several hours later, as the sun was finally starting to set, Peace pulled up in her car and rested the back of her head against the seat. Gotta go inside sometime, Gregory.
With a deep sigh, and pasting on her happy face after being reminded that yes, she had to eat people, but that didn't mean she forgot to spend time searching them out to make sure they wouldn't be missed by their "loved ones" trapped by them.
Skipping up to Annie's door, and holding the bag of kitten food, she made sure her opals were sparkling and her hair hadn't fallen out of its bun.]
[ Annie was less careful than Peace with her hunting, but she was still pretty sure on her targets. Annie has a good eye for trash men. It wouldn't occur to her to go after crappy women too but Annie is very focused.
However she had her own things to unpack. Is she going to let Black Hat get to her for good?
Nope. ]
Hey!
[ Annie's hair is curling a bit more today. She smells strongly of fresh soap and not much else. Today was a day when she didn't have a whole lot to do outside. Cleaning up and playing with kittens had been a thing. In fact there is one settled in on the crook of one of her pincers purring away. ]
Peace offered up the bag, trying to not look like she was about to scoop up the kitten and rub her face into its cute little body.]
You won't believe how weird they are when you ask about pet food at the shops sometimes. I ended up having to disguise myself as normal, human me to go in and check.
[She was lucky that wasn't too far from her usual looks, minus the stones, extra eyes and long ears. Her long, red cat's tail twitched back and forth as she spoke.]
What kind of brownie are you craving? Because I'd about kill someone for a walnut double chocolate one at this point.
[ She takes the bag and scuttles back laughing as a few kittens tumble past her feet. They are being trailed by Gomez who seems invested in keeping watch. Apparently he has Dad energy when it comes to looking after younger cats in what he deems his turf., ]
Ooh. See I pulled out some white chocolate and dark so we could do like, swirl brownies? I've also done white chocolate with lemon before. But if we do just dark chocolate I think walnuts are the best.
[ Annie can't seem to stop herself from babbling. Peace just looks.... cute?
Yeah. Annie can't deal with it in her head but after figuring out that's what's up Annie finds herself feeling calm. ]
[ She leads her way into the kitchen depositing the bag of food and encouraging the one on her to climb off. She is incredibly gentle with the kittens. She can tell that they need some extra care before she attempts to figure out what to do with them. ]
Good thing I have more mixing bowls. I run Loaves of Love now and well, baking I'm good at. I'm also decent at cooking in case we need more than brownies.
[ Honestly the hair and everything else about Peace has something flutter in Annie. She honestly has no idea what is up. She hasn't liked a girl this much since that cute girl; Alissa had pulled her into a closet at a big slumber party Katie had thrown weeks before Dylan had moved to town. Alissa had been a bit punk compared to Annie's pink princess vibes but.... Man. Annie does have to admit this has thrown her for a loop. It reminds her of how she had been so into Alissa right up until Alissa started dating a different girl. Then Dylan had come in looking so new and like the perfect distraction.
Peace is just so cool and hot all at once. Fuck.
It's fine though. She'll play it by ear. ]
I've got everything we need out. Do you want a spare apron?
I would love one. There's nothing worse than trying to get chocolate stains out.
[She put her tail down and clasped her hands together.]
Also, instead of you cooking, I put some extra stuff in my car and if you're not adverse, I can make some beef ragu while we bake. Totally up to you, though.
[ Annie scuttles to grab another apron. This one has cats chasing cupcakes on it. ]
I get it. I'm running a bakery full-time. I constantly have to check myself for stains. Part of why I'm totally hiring someone to man the front counter for me the next time we have new monsters. I keep putting it off.
[Peace puts a hand over her heart as she tries not to die of cute at the sight of the apron when she takes it from Annie. She then puts it on, careful not to catch her hair in the apron.]
You should; it's not like there's going to be a shortage of work, you know? It's like sometimes I wish that Javert would hire someone else too, but then that happened once and I got all bent out of shape because they ruined my filing system.
Well no offense? But I've noticed some of us monsters are a bit... territorial. I'll need to hire someone who won't chafe me.
[ Annie has a cute apron on for herself. Little birds flying about making heart shapes. It's just the right shade of pink and baby blue to make Annie feel girlish too. Annie enjoys having cute things around. ]
I haven't had that problem yet. I suspect it will happen eventually.
[ Annie moves to go wash her hands. No matter how much water just unsettles her as an Arachne Annie still is serious about taking kitchen procedures seriously. ]
I never thought I'd get such a big kick out of baking.
It does get pretty fun, I'm not gonna lie. I make some lemon chiffon cookies that I would seriously kill a man over and they're not half as good as my... grandma's were.
[A pause, and a sort of small, sad, but fond smile crosses her expression for a moment before it goes right back to normal Peace.]
Sorry, I just thought of a time she accidentally put in like, half a tablespoon of salt in it once. Salted lemon cakes are the worst. I think you would have liked her, she was a fiesty lady.
[ Annie beams at Peace forgetting her fangs are on display when she does that. Her fangs always make her pause and consider how much she should grin but oddly not around Peace.
That says a lot about how the redhead makes her feel. Annie guesses she will have to give this serious thought. ]
Honestly? My Dad's Mom didn't bake at all. I barely even call her grandma. She and Grandpa D just weren't interested in being around. You're so lucky you had a grandma who liked baking. All this I learned for doing bake sale stuff for school or if I wanted to cheat on whatever thing I was doing for gymnastics or cheerleading. My specialty is red velvet cupcakes.
I'm not sure if my dad's parents do that, but I'm going to guess no. They have a chef from France that does their cooking for them. My sister is always dying for something that's junky and good when I visit, so we go out and find a pizza place or go to the meatball restaurant. Pommes frites, sometimes.
[Peace grins back, her own little fangs showing.]
Kind of makes me wish I could show you, because it's really nice back where I'm from.
She lives in France it sounds like. I don't really have any super close family besides my folks. My Mom's side is complicated. Grandpa runs a law firm in Boston. He's kind of a big deal. He refuses to set foot in Belltown where I grew up. The Sheriff back in the day slept with my grandma and encouraged a super scandalous divorce.
[ Annie rolls her eyes. People are weird. ]
I do know Dad wanted me to feel independent so he refused to hire a cook. He wanted me to learn how to take care of myself. I'm... okay at it. I still have accidents. Personally my baking is way better.
My grandma never married. And neither did her mom. In fact, it seems like the trend is to not marry, except for my mom and dad. But they were cultists, and cultists suck.
[Peace wrinkled her nose.]
I never personally put a lot of thought towards it, myself.
[She grinned at Annie and poked her cheek.] I know about your accidents, remember? Rest in peace, those poor pans.
My dad runs a large paper company and my mom is a badass lawyer? She used to do corporate law then stumbled into family law before she left the first firm she worked for.
[ Annie grins showing off her dimples. For an athlete she still has some youthful baby fat in her face. She refuses to go overboard with dieting since it makes no sense. ] You did eventually forgive me for the time I used a kitchen knife to fight a poacher.
Also I did get better. I'm learning new tricks to avoid kitchen mistakes. It helps for my more intense bakes. Tempering chocolate is a bit involved.
Oh yeah, they were like... perfect affluenza-afflicted heirs that decided to throw it all away. Like, my dad's parents own hospitals and work in banking, while my grandmother runs -- er, ran -- an accounting firm for high-yield accounts. They decided to go and like... literally become puritans, if my name didn't give it away.
[And explained her fury regarding cults.
Annie's dimples throw her off and she feels her face run hot. Did she have a thing for dimples now? What the heck??]
I can imagine. I know a bit about baking but I stay away from chocolate. I think I might set it on fire by accident, or scorch it, you know?
[ Still that gives her time to relax. Peace comes from similar wealth. ]
Dad owns a multimillion dollar paper company. He's also on the board of directors for a lumber company. We have more money that we need. I... don't get totally walking away from a legacy though. That's weird. I could never turn my back on what we run. Not entirely anyways.
[ Annie considers that and her dimples go wide as she beams. She has no idea Peace is also struggling with attraction. ]
I should show you how to make a chocolate bowl. I make those and put mousse in them. They sell faster than like, drugs.
[ Annie grins widely showing off a lot of teeth. She is in a playful mood now. ]
Good. It gets too quiet out here. I do escape a lot of chaos, but at the same time I can't seem to keep any housemates. [ Annie shrugs at her admission. ] I guess it's too isolated from the city. I don't mind.
[ Annie laughs at having her nose booped forgetting she had confessed to being lonely. How can she feel like that with Peace around? ]
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[Several hours later, as the sun was finally starting to set, Peace pulled up in her car and rested the back of her head against the seat. Gotta go inside sometime, Gregory.
With a deep sigh, and pasting on her happy face after being reminded that yes, she had to eat people, but that didn't mean she forgot to spend time searching them out to make sure they wouldn't be missed by their "loved ones" trapped by them.
Skipping up to Annie's door, and holding the bag of kitten food, she made sure her opals were sparkling and her hair hadn't fallen out of its bun.]
Knock knock! It's me~!
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[ Annie was less careful than Peace with her hunting, but she was still pretty sure on her targets. Annie has a good eye for trash men. It wouldn't occur to her to go after crappy women too but Annie is very focused.
However she had her own things to unpack. Is she going to let Black Hat get to her for good?
Nope. ]
Hey!
[ Annie's hair is curling a bit more today. She smells strongly of fresh soap and not much else. Today was a day when she didn't have a whole lot to do outside. Cleaning up and playing with kittens had been a thing. In fact there is one settled in on the crook of one of her pincers purring away. ]
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Peace offered up the bag, trying to not look like she was about to scoop up the kitten and rub her face into its cute little body.]
You won't believe how weird they are when you ask about pet food at the shops sometimes. I ended up having to disguise myself as normal, human me to go in and check.
[She was lucky that wasn't too far from her usual looks, minus the stones, extra eyes and long ears. Her long, red cat's tail twitched back and forth as she spoke.]
What kind of brownie are you craving? Because I'd about kill someone for a walnut double chocolate one at this point.
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[ She takes the bag and scuttles back laughing as a few kittens tumble past her feet. They are being trailed by Gomez who seems invested in keeping watch. Apparently he has Dad energy when it comes to looking after younger cats in what he deems his turf., ]
Ooh. See I pulled out some white chocolate and dark so we could do like, swirl brownies? I've also done white chocolate with lemon before. But if we do just dark chocolate I think walnuts are the best.
[ Annie can't seem to stop herself from babbling. Peace just looks.... cute?
Yeah. Annie can't deal with it in her head but after figuring out that's what's up Annie finds herself feeling calm. ]
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[Peace grinned as she followed after her and her coterie of kittens.]
I'm down for whatever, maybe we can do one batch swirl, one batch walnut? Let's... stay away from the lemons...
[She laughed softly and stretched her arms over her head. It was nice that Annie could be so casual.]
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[ She leads her way into the kitchen depositing the bag of food and encouraging the one on her to climb off. She is incredibly gentle with the kittens. She can tell that they need some extra care before she attempts to figure out what to do with them. ]
Good thing I have more mixing bowls. I run Loaves of Love now and well, baking I'm good at. I'm also decent at cooking in case we need more than brownies.
[ Honestly the hair and everything else about Peace has something flutter in Annie. She honestly has no idea what is up. She hasn't liked a girl this much since that cute girl; Alissa had pulled her into a closet at a big slumber party Katie had thrown weeks before Dylan had moved to town. Alissa had been a bit punk compared to Annie's pink princess vibes but.... Man. Annie does have to admit this has thrown her for a loop. It reminds her of how she had been so into Alissa right up until Alissa started dating a different girl. Then Dylan had come in looking so new and like the perfect distraction.
Peace is just so cool and hot all at once. Fuck.
It's fine though. She'll play it by ear. ]
I've got everything we need out. Do you want a spare apron?
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[She put her tail down and clasped her hands together.]
Also, instead of you cooking, I put some extra stuff in my car and if you're not adverse, I can make some beef ragu while we bake. Totally up to you, though.
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[ Annie scuttles to grab another apron. This one has cats chasing cupcakes on it. ]
I get it. I'm running a bakery full-time. I constantly have to check myself for stains. Part of why I'm totally hiring someone to man the front counter for me the next time we have new monsters. I keep putting it off.
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You should; it's not like there's going to be a shortage of work, you know? It's like sometimes I wish that Javert would hire someone else too, but then that happened once and I got all bent out of shape because they ruined my filing system.
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[ Annie has a cute apron on for herself. Little birds flying about making heart shapes. It's just the right shade of pink and baby blue to make Annie feel girlish too. Annie enjoys having cute things around. ]
I haven't had that problem yet. I suspect it will happen eventually.
[ Annie moves to go wash her hands. No matter how much water just unsettles her as an Arachne Annie still is serious about taking kitchen procedures seriously. ]
I never thought I'd get such a big kick out of baking.
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[A pause, and a sort of small, sad, but fond smile crosses her expression for a moment before it goes right back to normal Peace.]
Sorry, I just thought of a time she accidentally put in like, half a tablespoon of salt in it once. Salted lemon cakes are the worst. I think you would have liked her, she was a fiesty lady.
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[ Annie beams at Peace forgetting her fangs are on display when she does that. Her fangs always make her pause and consider how much she should grin but oddly not around Peace.
That says a lot about how the redhead makes her feel. Annie guesses she will have to give this serious thought. ]
Honestly? My Dad's Mom didn't bake at all. I barely even call her grandma. She and Grandpa D just weren't interested in being around. You're so lucky you had a grandma who liked baking. All this I learned for doing bake sale stuff for school or if I wanted to cheat on whatever thing I was doing for gymnastics or cheerleading. My specialty is red velvet cupcakes.
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[Peace grins back, her own little fangs showing.]
Kind of makes me wish I could show you, because it's really nice back where I'm from.
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[ Annie rolls her eyes. People are weird. ]
I do know Dad wanted me to feel independent so he refused to hire a cook. He wanted me to learn how to take care of myself. I'm... okay at it. I still have accidents. Personally my baking is way better.
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[Peace wrinkled her nose.]
I never personally put a lot of thought towards it, myself.
[She grinned at Annie and poked her cheek.] I know about your accidents, remember? Rest in peace, those poor pans.
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[ She has a lot to learn! ]
My dad runs a large paper company and my mom is a badass lawyer? She used to do corporate law then stumbled into family law before she left the first firm she worked for.
[ Annie grins showing off her dimples. For an athlete she still has some youthful baby fat in her face. She refuses to go overboard with dieting since it makes no sense. ] You did eventually forgive me for the time I used a kitchen knife to fight a poacher.
Also I did get better. I'm learning new tricks to avoid kitchen mistakes. It helps for my more intense bakes. Tempering chocolate is a bit involved.
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[And explained her fury regarding cults.
Annie's dimples throw her off and she feels her face run hot. Did she have a thing for dimples now? What the heck??]
I can imagine. I know a bit about baking but I stay away from chocolate. I think I might set it on fire by accident, or scorch it, you know?
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[ Still that gives her time to relax. Peace comes from similar wealth. ]
Dad owns a multimillion dollar paper company. He's also on the board of directors for a lumber company. We have more money that we need. I... don't get totally walking away from a legacy though. That's weird. I could never turn my back on what we run. Not entirely anyways.
[ Annie considers that and her dimples go wide as she beams. She has no idea Peace is also struggling with attraction. ]
I should show you how to make a chocolate bowl. I make those and put mousse in them. They sell faster than like, drugs.
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[Peace grinned, clearly joking.]
Still, that might be fun. We can do it another day. It just gives me a perfectly valid excuse to come out here.
[It'd be nice to spend some time with just the two of them.]
Meanwhile, [Peace booped Annie's nose.] let's just focus on what we have here today. Really live in the moment.
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[ Annie grins widely showing off a lot of teeth. She is in a playful mood now. ]
Good. It gets too quiet out here. I do escape a lot of chaos, but at the same time I can't seem to keep any housemates. [ Annie shrugs at her admission. ] I guess it's too isolated from the city. I don't mind.
[ Annie laughs at having her nose booped forgetting she had confessed to being lonely. How can she feel like that with Peace around? ]
This was such a good idea. Thanks for coming!