Twenty Two Truffula Trees

[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler is not really all that troubled about the recent ageing events. After all, he already knows he's going to live to be an old man, and honestly he's glad he's not a complete jabbering wreck as an old guy. Given his decades of solitude, it seems he won't turn out all that bad.

So, he's making pancakes in the little kitchen in his room, his journal open to one side as he cooks. Of course, any good chef knows that you need a great song when you're making a breakfast concoction ]

♫ Just mix your flour, baking powder
Add salt and sugar
Sift twice into a bowl
In another beat together eggs and butter
Add in milk and your on your way to
Mallow pancakes, makin' mallow pancakes
I get some mallows and I put 'em in a pancake
Mallow pancakes that's what it's gonna make
Mallow pancaaaakes ♫

[Look, it's a rare moment of the Once-ler being happy about something. Someone should ruin that. Or stop him from putting himself into a sugar coma. Either or]

Comments

[kalinda]

[First Hellboy and now this.]

What's with my friends and pancakes?

[whichwayyoulean]

Is that a rhetorical question? They're delicious.

[kalinda]

You and Hellboy both treat them like mana from heaven.

[whichwayyoulean]

[Said in the most obvious tone ever. The sky is blue, Kalinda]

...That because they are.

[kalinda]

They're okay...

[whichwayyoulean]

Okay? Okay?

Are you kidding? They're great.

[kalinda]

Do you make them special?

[whichwayyoulean]

I like to think I make pretty mean pancakes, yeah.

[kalinda]

[Playful, challenging tone.] But are you better than Hellboy?

[whichwayyoulean]

[Oh. Oh he will take that challenge, bring it on]

Probably. I mean, I've had a lot of practise.

[kalinda]

He's recently treated me to his art. Does that mean I am able to have the same from you?

[whichwayyoulean]

You want me to cook you pancakes?

[Considering] Sure, I can do you. You wait til you taste these mallow pancakes. You'll never want anyone else's pancakes ever again.

[kalinda]

["Do her". HAHA.

NO SHE IS NOT THINKING THAT, BUT SHE CAN'T HELP BUT...]

Now you're just tempting me at this point. [Way to make your other insufferable prick do that to people, TF.]

[whichwayyoulean]

[Nooooo he'd die]

Hey, you asked. I can deliver.

[It is a talent]

[kalinda]

[SHE'S NOT A SUCCUBUS! Probably.]

Fair enough. I expect service with a smile.

[whichwayyoulean]

[Possibly]

I think I can pull off a smile or two for you, Kalinda.

[kalinda]

[Maybe.]

It's nice to know I have yet to lose my charm.

[whichwayyoulean]

Awww, come on, Kalinda. You know that'd never happen.

[kalinda]

Yeah, it's a sure fire bet. I better knock on wood before the castle changes my loss.

[whichwayyoulean]

You don't want to take chances, after all.

[kalinda]

They could be fun, but I'm not about to gamble with my sense of self, no.

[whichwayyoulean]

I honestly do not blame you for a second.

[kalinda]

[YOU GET ONE (1) CHUCKLE.]

So, where are these "super special" pancakes?

[whichwayyoulean]

[Score! A chuckle!]

I'm cooking them in my room. [Because, hah, outside adventures are done now]

[kalinda]

I'll be there in about ten minutes, then. [She's prompt and precise like that, friend. AND SHE'LL EVEN KNOCK TOO. I bet she has a special knock for his room. That way he knows it's her and not someone to stinkbomb or anything.]