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]

"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.