[ 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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[ 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!