o2 | Dictation/Action

[nohalfway]

[ Ellie is silent for a moment, before sighing. ]

I give this place about twenty points just for not being too high on the bullshit meter.

And I get there's a price for making wishes, but still?

Here's the bullshit: I've got something to celebrate, and from what I've gathered in those "days of old" stories before the world ended? You get a cake when you've got something to party about. I already spent a wish on a pizza party, and since I'm basically trained to not trust anything, I won't let myself go any further.

So.

Baking. How does one accomplish it, and where the fuck does one start?

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[toyboat]

[WOW THIS YOUNG LADY HAS A VERY DIRTY MOUTH

But this is something that Jenny knows at least a little bit about. She's watched the cooks make cakes. It can't be that hard to explain, even if this girl sounds older and Jenny's never made a cake herself.]

You start by measuring the flour and sifting it. But I won't help you any more if you keep swearing so much.

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[nohalfway]

...

Sifting?

Come on, you need to act like I'm completely stupid and have no idea how to do anything, because save the stupid part? I seriously have no idea what I'm doing.

And--

Pfffff, really? Come on, I'm not even swearing that much. I maybe said fuck like. Once. Why are all you people so sensitive?

[toyboat]

It isn't proper to swear at all! Even... even if you're from the lower class, it makes you seem ill-bred, like a lady from a brothel.

[Is it starting to be apparent that maybe this little girl isn't from recent times? Jenny huffs.]

You put it in a sieve and shake it, so there aren't any lumps in the batter.

[nohalfway]

[ Ellie can't help herself. She laughs, and she laughs hard. ]

Oh man, well I am ill-bred and from a brothel. Good call.

Okay, so the sieve. Thaaaaaat's a... What? Descriptions are important.

[toyboat]

[There is a lot more huffing here. Maybe some foot-stamping.]

I won't help you if you're only out to mock me!

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[fearbringer]

You're probably going to have to wish for the ingredients.

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[nohalfway]

What, this place isn't so miraculous enough to have a fucking supermarket?

That's what those places are called, right? Supermarkets?

[dictated]

[fearbringer]

Yes. And you typically need money for them.

[dictated]

[nohalfway]

Uh huh. Like rations.

So where can I collect said money?

[dog_eat_dog]

[Tess is following Ellie's conversations with something between amusement and exasperation. It's like watching a toddler learn to walk, really –– it should be so easy, and yet they're stumbling over and over again, and you can't even blame them when it's no fault of their own.

Tess does anyway sometimes, but here she isn't.]

You're just going to feel lousy if you keep throwing junk into your body without giving it time to adjust, you know.

[She and Joel certainly know, having spent a number of hours "knelt before the porcelain altar" (so to speak) since their arrival, generally when they've overindulged. Cake would be a real fast ticket to it, too.]

[nohalfway]

Hey, I've only puked once since I got here.

[ Actually, that's a huge lie and Tess can probably attest to it since they live under the same roof. ]

A month isn't long enough to adjust?

[dog_eat_dog]

Oh please. I've seen you get all green a number of times, and Joel's definitely held your hair back more than once.

[This is one reason why the fort needed to go: tripping hazard during late-night flights to the bathroom.]

Just make a really plain one to start.

[nohalfway]

[ Muffled words of protest.... ]

I wouldn't want to go for anything too fancy anyway. I'd probably botch the hell out of it.

Something easy.

But what?

[willrememberthat]

It's not hard. [God, she hasn't baked a cake since... since, well. Before everything. Clementine wishes she paid more attention to her mother.]

There are even little boxes of cake mix that you just add a few things to and put into the oven.

[nohalfway]

Yeah, Tess mentioned something about boxed cupcakes, so I might go that route.

What flavor do you like, Clem? Thinking I'll share the wealth or something like that, since I'm feeling generous. It's a pretty joyous occassion.

[willrememberthat]

Cakes and cupcakes are pretty much the same, just different shapes. You could make both from the same box.

Uhm. Chocolate's good. [No eggshells, please.] What's the occasion?

[nohalfway]

Chocolate it is.

[ She laughs. ]

Eh. Not a big deal. Good friend is here. Blah de blah.

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[rogueofheart]

You could always wait fur someone else to make a cake and then ask them to make you one while they are at it. If there is one thing I know about Purradisa, it's that people love baking, and they always make extras.

Dictated

[nohalfway]

...

Are you talking in cat-puns?

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[rogueofheart]

[SIGH. This is why she stopped using them!! She got too comfortable using them when Equius was here.]

Yeah... but I can stop if you don't like them or are going to make them become a thing?

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[nohalfway]

[ Ellie laughs. ]

No, no, that's awesome. I love puns! Never really heard of them being used as normal banter, but hey, I live in a fucking fairytale castle now.

Puns all around!

[patheticvillain]

Is it too late to tell you that I am an excellent baker who learned from the best and also probably challenge you to a bake-off?

[nohalfway]

Dude, it's never too late.

But I'm just going to save my ass the pain from my ego getting shot and just throw it out there that I can't bake for shit. I'd lose so fast.

[patheticvillain]

You wanna learn?

[nohalfway]

Hell yes!