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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:16 pm
That's true. Can we get some cake and then tell him?
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:16 pm
Hm, I think you're on to something there.
::eye glint::
Fetch me...my chef hat.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:19 pm
Oh yummy! *looks around for chef hat*
May cake be with all of us. whee
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:20 pm
::finds a chef hat and hands it off:: Here.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:21 pm
Groovy.
::walks into the kitchen.::
STAND BACK, SQUIDDIE! I MUST CAKE.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:22 pm
ooooohhh, I've been waiting all week to see this.
A true master at work! heart
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:24 pm
::Squid stays back but watches the cakemaking::
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:24 pm
::clouds of flour waft through the air, tinged with the scent of vanilla bean::
All right, oven-of-the-future....don't let me down now!
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:25 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:27 pm
I am accredited as the 2,423rd best chef in the galaxy!
::pops the batter into the oven with a flourish::
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:29 pm
Oh yeah! He's good.
And he holds the secret of the many kinds of chocolate!
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:31 pm
Aw man... If it's that good I'll probably gain weight.
::Crosses her arms:: Like I need that.
But I'm totally going to eat this cake.. So, what is this place?
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:31 pm
Two-hundred and sixty-eight. That's how many chocolates you can blend into one item before it tears a hole in reality.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:31 pm
...You can tear holes in reality... with chocolate? Never knew that.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:33 pm
Yes, but I recommend never doing it.
You don't want to know the horrors on the other side.
::gives Harper a cold, knowing stare.::
: surprised ven beeps::
Oh, hey! Almost done!
::spins a bowl of frosting on his index finger::
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