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

[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.

Re: Table one

[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.

Re: Table one

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"I am not human, you creature of the Earth! I am...Pffftlleeuzz! The great god of...Pffftlleeuzz Kingdom over yonder-" Annette swung stick man's spear across the table, pointing to a mountain of chocolate chips. "And I am not puny! Whatch what I can do!" She made a huge round circle around the stick guy. "See? I have protector shields. Your fire will not affect me, you dorky thing!"

Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Ooooh, that was a good one. She'd have to remember that. "Gods do not scare me! I was here before you, and I will be here once you are gone," she said in her boomiest voice, "I will burn you and you will be buried under the kingdom you're so proud of!" She made another sweep of frosting towards the "mountain."

Re: Table one

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"My home!" Stick man flailed. "You melted my home!" Stick man then charged for the burly beast of disastrous fire-breathing intent. "Die! Die I say!" Annette was using her lowest of low voices and pushed her glob of frosting towards the dragon!

Re: Table one

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Ack! Woe, I am slain!" Dawn started making some exaggerated dying dragon noises.