Second Floor Common Room; Saturday Night.

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Turtle was partially bored and Turtle had been sitting in her room, trying to think of even more ways to try to situate herself in a standing where she'd be a good, easy choice for her fellow sophomores to vote in to represent them in the student council. A small rumble from her stomach and a reminder of her sweet tooth had the perfect idea: food, of course! Sweet, to be specific! Cupcakes!

There was one problem. Turtle wasn't exactly much of a cook. Bad cupcakes could have bad results. She considered just going to J,GOB, getting some, and sharing them, but that didn't seem to reflect well on her tenacity. She thought a little harder.

Oh, sure, there were still J,GOB cupcakes there, yes, for those who wouldn't want to wait. But Turtle had also picked up a great many supplies for the opportunity for people to make their own cupcakes to their own tastes, the things scattered all around the kitchen and a ridiculous amount of pans and toppings and everything. Quite a nice spread. And, subtly, a seemingly unfinished "Vote for Turtle" sign placed on the counter, as if Turtle had merely just paused her work for the 'spontaneous' cupcake smörgåsbord.

Now, hopefully some people who could actually make them well would show up. Currently, though, Turtle was trying her hand at ultra-sugar-Pixi-Stix-Gumboreo Cupcakes.


[[ open! come! Make cupcakes! bonus points for exploding ones ]]

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"Okay, you are something else," chuckled Hoshi. "You're taking classes, running a business and finding time to do all this work to run for student council?" Hoshi was totally blown away, mainly because she was used to being home-schooled and not able to have interests other than studying.

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Biting her lip, Turtle's face flushed a little red and she ducked her head to hide it. "Oh, it's not all that much..." she said, with modesty that was slightly feigning as, really, when you put it that was...Her shoulders straightened a little. She was pretty impressive, wasn't she? The grin that developed slowly onto Turtle's face showed that she didn't really disagree with Hoshi all that much after all.

Especially when she added, "Don't forget radio! I do that, too!"

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"That's right. I heard you and Jeff on the radio when I remember to listen," said Hoshi. She grabbed one of the pans and prepared to start filling it with the batter she had mixed.

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Turtle smirked. "Scary, isn't it?"

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"Do you find time to sleep?" asked Hoshi, smirking.