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[a_sin_for_him]

[Lust in in a very messy kitchen. It looks like she was baking, there are bowls and spatulas and flour and batter cluttering up the candlelit-counters. There's a smudge of batter on her nose. Guttle is covered in flour and sugar.]

[She's finally admitting defeat. This whole baking adventure has been failure after failure after failure. Some things, it seems, simply can't be learned from a book.]

Is there anyone out there that would be willing to teach me how to properly bake?

My own experiments have been....less than satisfactory. It shouldn't be so difficult, it's practically chemistry! Except it doesn't follow the same rules. I don't understand how half of these ratios are supposed to work...

But if millions of humans can manage it perfectly fine, I ought to be able to learn.

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[foolishwren]

_{[SHE'S NOT EVEN GOING TO HIDE HER OWN SNICKERING FROM THE DOORWAY.]}

I could probably show you.

But then the world would lose beautiful moments like this.

_{[And by 'beautiful moments like this', she means 'flour-covered Lust with batter on her nose standing in the kitchen looking pissed off'.]}

[a_sin_for_him]

Go ahead and mock, I'll leave the cleaning to you.

[Lust points at Heather with a batter-dripping mixing soon. Really, Guttle's attempts to 'help' are half the reason for the mess, but the other half....]

[Well. It got frustrating, halfway through.]

Or make you eat the end result.

[foolishwren]

--oh, no! Have mercy, I don't deserve death!

_{[She crumples against the doorframe for dramatic effect, clutching her stomach and grimacing in 'pain'.]}

[a_sin_for_him]

Oh, you're absolutely cleaning all of this up for me.

[Lust flicks a bit of batter in Heather's direction. Guttle, ever the opportunist, follows after, tongue out, trying to catch it. Not paying much attention to the fact he's rolling right at Heather.]

[foolishwren]

What happened to 'If you make the mess, you clean it u-- OFF! Whoa there, big guy!

<sub>[It's a good thing the doorframe was sort of in the way, otherwise Heather would've just. Been knocked straight off her feet.]

[She brings her hands down to drum out a rhythm on Guttle's round, bodacious form. Because he makes a great percussion instrument.]</sub>

I know, YOU were the one keeping things all orderly and then Lust just came in and made a mess! You poor good boy. Shame on her!

[a_sin_for_him]

Oh no, that's null and void when the mess maker is subjected to cruel and unwarranted mockery....Guttle!

[The Spheal is half the reason for the mess in the first place. But Lust doesn't have the heart to put him out of the kitchen.]

Oh, don't indulge him. Keep this up, I'll make you clean my shower drain again.

[foolishwren]

<sub>[DONT BE SO HARD ON HIM LUST HE'S TRYING HIS BEST]

[Heather is alternating between making kissyfaces at Spheal and looking up at Lust with exaggerated reproach.]</sub>

What, you haven't been using the drain cover I so generously got you with my own hard, laboriously-earned cash?

That's on you, Lust.

Guttle and I are so disappointed.

[a_sin_for_him]

It only does so much. And before you lavish your affection on him, his fur's as much a problem as my hair is. Not to mention his makeup goop - don't give me that look, Guttle, you're giving it to me from beneath thicker lashes than mine!

[The Spheal is sporting a heavily made up face. Even at home, he likes to be done up.]

[Lust tosses aside her spoon and shakes her head at the kitchen. How can one single project cause such a mess? It's ludicrous.]

Well, I think this venture is officially a wash.

[foolishwren]

_{[After pointedly mushing Guttle's cheeks a little bit more for emphasis, Heather straightens up, laughing.]}

Hey, never too late to turn things around.

What were you trying to make?

[a_sin_for_him]

It was supposed to be a buttercream cake. But there's more batter out of the bowl than in. I think we need a new mixer, the one we have is too powerful.

[Or perhaps Lust just needs a bowl with higher sides that's intended to be used with a mixer.]

[foolishwren]

_{[Heather's never been much of a cook herself, but being a human alone means she has more experience than probably all of the Homunculi combined.]}

Yeah, batter does that.

Maybe a bigger bowl would help, too.

Or you could mix by hand-- I always used to do that.