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pundantic · 01-06-2014, 05:03 AM

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Originally Posted by lemon

Did Ascanius know what he was doing with the stuff in that bowl, or was she going to be dead by the time that cake landed in her stomach? The Gryffindor stole another picture and watched curiously. Show us how it's done, apron boy.

"Oh." Oh, right. He was an orphan. But Alice didn't find the topic at all uncomfortable, on account of connecting on emotional wavelengths was hard, and the fact that her friend was uncomfortable went completely unnoticed. "Do you know around when it is?"

'Cause she was a hundred percent set on getting him a present this year. Snap.

After the first question, he returned to aimlessly finishing up his baking. Or at least the stuff that happened BEFORE the oven. The magic of decorating the cake was its own monster that he would tackle after the cake had cooled for fifteen minutes. No one liked a soggy cake.

"No, I don't," he snapped a little. 'Round about October actually, but he didn't observe it in the slightest. He just was another year older whenever he decided. There was no need to get all questiony about this, Alice.

They could let it alone now, yeah? He REALLY wouldn't mind.

01-06-2014, 05:03 AM	#31 (permalink)
pundantic MO Moke Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Winterfell Posts: 8,760 Hogwarts RPG Name: Gideon Emerson Slytherin Seventh Year x4	Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN Quote: Originally Posted by lemon Did Ascanius know what he was doing with the stuff in that bowl, or was she going to be dead by the time that cake landed in her stomach? The Gryffindor stole another picture and watched curiously. Show us how it's done, apron boy. "Oh." Oh, right. He was an orphan. But Alice didn't find the topic at all uncomfortable, on account of connecting on emotional wavelengths was hard, and the fact that her friend was uncomfortable went completely unnoticed. "Do you know around when it is?" 'Cause she was a hundred percent set on getting him a present this year. Snap. After the first question, he returned to aimlessly finishing up his baking. Or at least the stuff that happened BEFORE the oven. The magic of decorating the cake was its own monster that he would tackle after the cake had cooled for fifteen minutes. No one liked a soggy cake. "No, I don't," he snapped a little. 'Round about October actually, but he didn't observe it in the slightest. He just was another year older whenever he decided. There was no need to get all questiony about this, Alice. They could let it alone now, yeah? He REALLY wouldn't mind. __________________