Home Economics, Tuesday, period 1

[carbontelepath.livejournal.com]

"Good morning students," Emma greeted them as they shuffled inside this lovely Tuesday morning. She was sitting on her desk, holding a pink cupcake in her hand. Today she was wearing leather pants and a bra and not much else. "Today we are making cupcakes." Of course, when she said 'we' she meant 'you'.

She gestured towards the tables which were set up with everything needed for cupcake making. There was even a small oven on each table. There were also many, many different cupcake toppings and ingredients. As many as you could possibly imagine, in fact.


ooc: Waaait for OCD is up!

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Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn grinned. "Him and everyone else, it seemed like?"

Re: Table one

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She nodded, "Yep. But yes, Dick is now mine. And...that sounds so elementary."

Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Or kind of dirty," she added helpfully before she started giggling.

Re: Table one

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette did not even think...omg! But she giggled and blushed and sort of held her cheeks for a second or two. "I totally didn't mean it like that. Honest. I see a lot of Dick jokes in my future."

Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"But you're happy, right?" Dawn grinned. "That's the important part."

Re: Table one

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Yep, I am." Which just made Annette feel bad for Dawn. "Did you smack Sam or anything? Cause if you want me to smack him I will. He may look at me a litte weird and wonder what the heck that was for, but I will just tell him, 'That's for Dawn!'. Course, it would be for Alec too. He's my fake big brother you know."

Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"No, but I yelled a lot and moved out temporarily," Dawn told her, shaking her head, "and thanks for the offer, but he's got enough people hating him. He knows I'm mad, and I think that's enough. And it's good that you still support Alec. He needs that, especially now. You could hug him extra, instead of smacking Sam?"

Re: Table one

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She grinned a little. "I don't hate Sam. It's really hard to hate someone when they haven't ever done anything to you. But I do support Alec and I will hug him extra if he'll let me." Her smile grew. "I'm glad you don't want me to smack Sam."

Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"If anyone's going to smack Sam, who's not Alec or Dean, I mean, then it's going to be me. I have the frying pan and everything." Dawn snickered and played in the frosting. "And I don't think Alec will have a problem with the hugs."

Re: Table one

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

That caused her to chuckle. "A frying pan. I hope I don't need one of those any time soon." Annette too, played in the frosting. Really, making cupcakes was the last thing she wanted to do just now.

"Dawn?"

Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Don't let Dick eat Sam Carter's cookies," Dawn told her, then glanced over at Annette, "What?"

Re: Table one

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Sam Carter's cookies? Why?" She raised a brow, curious about that one.

"I don't want to make these cupcakes. I would rather just make designs with the frosting on the table."

Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"You didn't hear this one?" Dawn asked, rolling her eyes, "Anyone who ate the ones she made over the summer thought they were in some kind of dopey musical. Including Dean, who was all kinds of skeevy and had a head full of hair goop. I whapped him with the frying pan when I found out he slept with someone else."

"Oooh, I could do that," she decided.

Re: Table one

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Oh my, no, didn't hear that one." But she sort of passed over the hair goop. "Dean? You hit Dean with a frying pan because he slept with someone else? I thought Sam, his brother, was your boyfriend?"

"Let's dump it then and make fun stuff on the table. We got lots of decorations here." Grinning Annette proceeded to dump as much pink frosting as she could on the table. "Not like Miss Big Boobs pays attention or anything, right?" Er... "Did I just say that out loud?"

Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I was dating Dean back then," she shrugged, already spreading frosting on the table. Hmmm, maybe a dragon. In pink. "You did," she cracked up.

Re: Table one

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Dean then Sam? Wow. That's kind of like neat. Brothers." Annette tried to picture that for a second or two.

Oooh, a flower. A pretty pink flower with a bee, and the sun! She was such an artist. "Sorry. My mouth just slipped out what my mind was thinking." She giggled.

Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"It was kinda complicated," Dawn admitted, adding wings to the blobby dragon thing on the table, "since Sam was dating Buffy at the time, plus with the whole rooming thing. And no problem--I do that all the time."

Re: Table one

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Sounds complicated. But Dean is with Alec, you're kind of with Sam, and I'm with Dick." Woot!

Annette added some green sprinkles to her frosting to make grass, she also put a big gummy worm on the stem of her flower. "This is so much better than cooking, geeze."

Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"It's...artistic!" Dawn decided, using cinnamon dots to make flames coming from the dragon's mouth. Then she started making a little girl in a pink dress who seemed to be fleeing from the dragon. "Cooking using a recipe's boring."

Re: Table one

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette was envious of Dawn's frosting artistic skills. "You've done this before. I can tell. It's too perfect. I need to make a dragon slayer." Hee. Hee. Hee.

Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"My dragon will kick your dragon slayer's butt," Dawn said, giggling.

Re: Table one

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"We'll see about that!" Annette drew a stick figure with a...spear, yeah. It was long and pointy on one end.

"Bow to my greatness oh beast from the pits of hell! Time to go home where you belong!" Okay, she could get carried away. But, yay for frosting time fun!

Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Raaaarrrrrr," Dawn growled on behalf of the dragon, "I will burn you and your pointy stick to ash! Or maybe I will put you on the pointy stick and have barbeque!"

Oooh, yum.

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Stick man laughed, "That would be a shame if you tried, oh foul breath beast of the underbelly of civilization! My spear is magical you see, made of the finest steel this side of...Kansas! I give you one last chance, bow to my all consuming greatness, or die before your next barbeque!" Annette made her little guy thrust his spear forward. Ahhhh-haaaa!

Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn immediately made a big arc of flame towards the Stick man. Or possibly a very large smear of pink frosting across the table. "I will never bow before you, you puny human! Mwahahahahahaha." It should be noted that Dawn's evil laugh needed work.