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[wroughtandtempered]

"...This is Eve. Leave a message if you want. Or just fucking text me, I get those fast."

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[schrodingerscockroach]

What is it Donnie and Choco are saying?

That's a mood. [Twenty-first century lingo.]

[wroughtandtempered]

[ a whuffy sort of laugh ]

Yeah, you nailed it. [ good job Wash. ] ...I can probably peel myself up for a fun thing if that'd help? Or if low-key's better I can make cookies, and then we can go be groaning puddles in the pillow pit or something.

[schrodingerscockroach]

I think cookies. You shouldn't be pushing yourself, because its a lot to deal with.

Especially when you're young.

[At least he's used to slamming into walls on repeat and getting nowhere and falling into the depression spiral.]

[wroughtandtempered]

[ oh, there's a distinctly canine sort of grumble. also some rustles as she gets up. ]

Yeah, yeah, big brother-in-law. —To be. [ a beat ] ...Fuck, that's too much of a mouthful to be worth doing dumb jokes with. Fucking tragic.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Future Big Bil. Makes for potentially better jokes because it sounds stupid right out.

[He'll start heading over to birdtile kitchen.]

[wroughtandtempered]

Holy shit, yes, thanks. I've got to use that in front of Choco-chan, she'll probably make faces.

[ by the time he comes in she's already in there, scooping pre-made cookie dough onto a baking sheet as the oven comes up to temperature. ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

She'll thinks its stupid funny.

Or she'll start chirping and flapping and maybe screaming because of the implications. Depends what she catches onto first.

[Walking inside.] Need help with anything?

[wroughtandtempered]

[ a faux-disappointed sigh ]

Point. I might be able to play it off as a joke, but... nnn. Better to save it.

Nah, though. I had a batch I'd made ahead, thankfully, they should be done pretty quick.

[schrodingerscockroach]

I mean, you could do it.

She's not as oblivious as she used to be, but there is a very good chance it could happen several times and it just flies right over her head. I cannot even tell you how many people flirted with her and she just did not register it was happening when I first met her.

Ah, the prepared dough method. Does that actually make the cookies taste better?

[wroughtandtempered]

Also point. I think she missed most of my flirting until I asked her out.

I don't know about better, but it's definitely faster. I usually smoke the cookies, but that takes a lot longer? But If I smoke the butter and then fridge the dough... it's not quite as good, but great for cookie emergencies.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Yeah, that tracks.

Huh. Don't think I've ever had smoked cookies before.

But sometimes sacrifices do have to be made for cookie emergencies.

[wroughtandtempered]

In some fairness, both of us were dating Donnie at the time. I don't think she was expecting me to go grabby hands at her.

...the first batch of cookies I made her back at the temple were in a wood oven? And she really liked them, so I wanted to figure out how to keep that kind of taste. So, smoking. They're pretty good that way.

[ spoilers, Wash, Eve's fucking besotted with your little sister, ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

I'm pretty sure your dating status with Donnie wouldn't have affected her odds of knowing. Honestly, it may have made it more likely just because of that quasi 'how do you react to my boyfriend's girlfriend' sort of thing.

[He can tell and its very cute.]

Huh. Do they taste like the wood oven ones?

[wroughtandtempered]

...maybe. I know I probably wouldn't have made the jump if it weren't for that...

[ shrugging! ]

Yeah, they do, and it's easier to get a consistent temperature and shit than with a straight wood oven.