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victory_road2021-09-09 12:38 pm
cyan_maid) wrote in victory_road2021-09-09 12:38 pm
44th Recipe [Video, Goldenrod City]
[Y'all, it's been a Time.
It has just been...a lot, lately. Underwater temples, getting trapped in underwater temples, fighting off weird culty people who burst into underwater temples...Jane needs a break. It's September. No one can fault her for gearing up for spooky season a little early if it makes her feel better. So, while it may be a hot day, she's still in the kitchen of the Fletcher Gym, scraping out the insides of roasted kabocha squash.
Bet you didn't know that kitchen was functional, did you.]
I think there's another one of those swarms going on.
[It's said wearily, and with a sense of "I don't think it, I know it" to the words.]
Had to run from a whole darned squad of Teddiursa today...they wanted my pumpkins. Why is it always the goshdang pumpkins they want? [Her scraping becomes a little more forceful.] Or - squashes, sorry, these aren't the pumpkins I grew up with. But - but always the gourds! First at home, now here...
[Finished with this part of the rind, she sets it aside. A sparkly Grimer hand reaches into frame to take it. Yes, she brought Gertrude with her today.]
Ugh, maybe I'm looking into it too hard.
[She sighs. Rubs her face, her eyes.]
I'm. Making muffins with this stuff. So if you want some, and you're in the Goldenrod area, come by and you get a muffin. No strings attached. I'll be here until about four o'clock, and challenges are slow today, so...screw it, why not make muffins. Right? Or I can send them to you, it's no trouble. Really.
[A pause, and Jane picks up her 'gear to reveal a whole pile of squat, green pumpkins. At least two or three large tote bags' worth. Honey you ran from a pack of Teddiursa with all this???]
Seriously.
It has just been...a lot, lately. Underwater temples, getting trapped in underwater temples, fighting off weird culty people who burst into underwater temples...Jane needs a break. It's September. No one can fault her for gearing up for spooky season a little early if it makes her feel better. So, while it may be a hot day, she's still in the kitchen of the Fletcher Gym, scraping out the insides of roasted kabocha squash.
Bet you didn't know that kitchen was functional, did you.]
I think there's another one of those swarms going on.
[It's said wearily, and with a sense of "I don't think it, I know it" to the words.]
Had to run from a whole darned squad of Teddiursa today...they wanted my pumpkins. Why is it always the goshdang pumpkins they want? [Her scraping becomes a little more forceful.] Or - squashes, sorry, these aren't the pumpkins I grew up with. But - but always the gourds! First at home, now here...
[Finished with this part of the rind, she sets it aside. A sparkly Grimer hand reaches into frame to take it. Yes, she brought Gertrude with her today.]
Ugh, maybe I'm looking into it too hard.
[She sighs. Rubs her face, her eyes.]
I'm. Making muffins with this stuff. So if you want some, and you're in the Goldenrod area, come by and you get a muffin. No strings attached. I'll be here until about four o'clock, and challenges are slow today, so...screw it, why not make muffins. Right? Or I can send them to you, it's no trouble. Really.
[A pause, and Jane picks up her 'gear to reveal a whole pile of squat, green pumpkins. At least two or three large tote bags' worth. Honey you ran from a pack of Teddiursa with all this???]
Seriously.