mayfield_rpg | 34th Blood

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34th Blood | Cooking Mama!

[Action | 1486 Kramden]

[In the evening, when everyone comes home from their various schoolings or jobs or whatnot, they will return home to a horrible scene. The kitchen...the kitchen is destroyed. Not really destroyed as in the exploded or blown up sense, but it looks as if a mad scientist has been performing experiments in the kitchen.

Though, the end result is various plates full of...sugar cookies. She's even taken white frosting and made little pictures on each cookie. Things like moons and cats and even poorly drawn renditions of various people. Some of them even look like she was running out of ideas so they're just...random patterns.

For the time being, Arcueid's doing her best to clean everything up, and if anyone makes their presence known in the kitchen they will be asked to try cookies.

...just don't try the ones that are sitting near the garbage can. Those are not good cookies...and Ciel isn't allowed to know about them.]

[Phone | Unfiltered]

I made cookies! [Wow, this woman sounds way too excited about this, but the voice is assaulting you over the phones either way.]

I think I did a pretty good job. Actually, I think they're the best cookies ever. Does anyone wanna try?

[Around Town | Late Evening]

[Arcueid's going around town with some containers filled with sugar cookies! If she catches you, she's gonna make you try one. As for the taste...they're just sugar cookies. You can't really fuck that up ~~despite the intense amount of work Arc had to put in to make them right~~. Still, they have cute little bad drawings/pictures on them!

Would you care for a cookie?]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

The mage's club is stupid.

Well, a lot of people accepted cookies. Most of them even said they were great, not just okay!

See, I can do it and I did pretty well, too. Shows how much you know.

Wizard Marshal Zelretch is part of it, though. Gransung Blackmore, the Lord of Black Wing, also assists them.

...

That is amazing. I admit, I didn't expect this at all. Congratulations, Arcueid. [she is

completely deadpan

but at the same time there isn't a trace of sarcasm/insincerity...

really arc do you want a medal, i mean you just baked cookies successfully without destroying them. Besides sugar cookies ARE super simple to make and virtually impossible to screw up...]

The old man is the only decent one, but that doesn't redeem anything.

[None of that matters, Ciel, because VALIDATION!!! SWEET VALIDATION! This is no big feat for you but for Arcueid it is a challenge conquered.

She looks way happier than she should...and upon realizing it tries to snap into a nonchalant look.]

Good. Anyway, do you want these? [She holds up the closed container with a few cookies left inside.]

Ah, I almost feel sorry for Merem...

[...

trying not to smile here]

A lot of people already told you these were good. Why would my word still matter? I believe you. Besides, if it's good, don't you want to eat them for yourself?

It's not a taste test I'm just asking if you want them or not.

Besides, I already ate plenty when I made them.

[She opens up the container and casually hands it out toward Ciel so she can take one if she wants.

...it seems the only ones left were the few she tried to draw crude renditions of Ciel's face onto using frosting...complete with proper colors for everything. Just like she did for Merem.

Eye Contact: currently impossible.]

...

[RAISES AN EYEBROW...]

You willingly did this, Arcueid? Isn't it a waste of time and effort? [why would you make cookies in the shape of someone YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO LIKE.

and it's okay she ~~may tease her about it later~~ won't tease her about it (now).]

It's just cookies, it's not like I can waste time. I just wanted to do something cool.

I did it for Merem too, since I figured he'd probably want some. [SO IT'S NOT LIKE IT'S JUST YOU is pointedly left out, however.]

If you don't want them I'll eat them.

[Everything that's not Ciel is sure cool to look at. Even if she is a horrible nag and nosy as hell she's at least been nice enough during their stay in Mayfield SO THIS IS ANOTHER AWKWARD SHOW OF APPRECIATION JUST TAKE IT GAWL.]

Did you make any based after yourself? [almost wanted to ask about tohno-kun ones too, but no, no, that'd be dumb.

ALSO IGNORING HER QUESTION FOR THE TIME BEING to just sounding... amused...]

No, I didn't. I put lots of stuff on a lot of them.

Do you want them or what?

[Have an annoyed sounding vampire to counter that, goddamn nun.]

Why not, if you took the trouble of making both me and Merem? Did you make anyone else?

[SHE'LL GET TO THAT IN A MOMENT]

[Arcueid's going to finally make eye contact with Ciel...and she doesn't look amused.

Just going to stare for a long moment.]

No.

[but GUESS WHO DOES]

Not even of yourself, in that insidious cat demon form?

[~~this is the sound the 4th wall makes when it cracks~~]

I made cat ones.

Why is this such a big deal?

I'm just curious, that's all.

I'll take them. [WIDEST SMILE EVER TBH]

[Arcueid is obviously highly annoyed with how much Ciel seems to be enjoying this.

THIS IS THE LAST TIME SHE WILL EVER.]

Then take them.

What were you coming here for, anyway?

[that feel when this won't be ~THE LAST~]

Thank you. [DONE and she'll pull a brown paper bag from her shoulder bag and carefully tuck that away...]

Oh, I made a batch of macaroons earlier, and ended up with some extras that wouldn't fit in the girls' snack packs. I was wondering if I couldn't drop a bag here, I'm not in the habit of handing food out to strangers, you see.

[THE LAST. FUCKING. TIME.]

Yea, I'm sure you aren't. You can leave 'em here I guess.

[Instead of taking them, though, Arcueid just opens the door to the house and walks in, leaving it open behind her.

You can just come in here and drop them off your damn self. Arcueid, meanwhile, is going to flop onto the couch because she's been messing around in the daylight for so long.]

That's a relief. [And she goes to do just that! Stepping in effortlessly with a nod, and now peering at Arc's back since she's on the couch.]

Would on the kitchen counter be okay?

[PLEASANT AS ALWAYS. :>]

[Arcueid stretches an arm out, waving it idly.]

Yeaaaa, that's fine.

[Though the speech is muffled from having her face buried in a pillow, she's sure Ciel can probably still hear it.]

[Leaves it there then! Those are good bite-size snacks, ok.]

There we go. [That done, she steps back out into the living room.]

How much longer are you going to sulk, Arcueid? [the question is surprisingly neutral, coming from Ciel.]

I'm not sulking I'm tired.

[Considering the tone is rather...sulky.]

Shouldn't you be sleeping during the daytime? When was the last time you actually rested your fill when the sun is out?

[n e u t r a l...]

I dunno. People are usually out during the daytime anyway. I don't need sleep all that much I just like it.

[NEUTRAL TONE BATTLE, GO.

Ciel will win that battle anyway]

Shouldn't you set aside at least one day per week for resting properly? I don't sleep at night sometimes, but I do make sure to catch up at some point.

[this isn't even a fight

it's arc getting asked about her sleeping habits like a teenager getting questioned by their parent/guardian or something... 8T]

[Exactly.]

Humans can't "catch up" on sleep, you know. If you miss sleep it's going to mess you up for awhile.

It doesn't really bother me much. So, I'm fine.

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