third floor common room - tuesday around dinner time

Someone was experimenting.

After today, after everything today, he'd decided that he needed chocolate. But not just chocolate. Spiced chocolate. And not just spiced chocolate. But spiced chocolate with a touch of coffee for bitterness and a little bit of vanilla to balance it and warm gooey--

Let it be put this way: aside from making up a light rice and vegetable dish for dinner, he's also whipped up two trays worth of brownies, rather modified from the original recipe in one of the cook books he'd gotten.

Meanwhile, the bunny guarded Liir's bag and his tome-o-magical-learning from his spot on the far side of the counter. Liir thanked him with scritches and a kiss or two whenever he could step away from the stove, as well as cilantro and carrots so... life wasn't half bunny bad for anyone today.

[open as common rooms are and mmmm chocolate]

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-03-04 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Cimorene had pretty much had it with the spontaneous singing about her one true love and the twittering birds. She figured she'd be at least free of the later inside. Coming into the room, she nodded at the boy and the bunny.

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
Cimorene had wanted to say thank you, she really had. "It's a guest! It's a guest! Sakes alive, well I'll be blessed! Wine's been poured and thank the Lord. I've had the napkins freshly pressed. With dessert. She'll want tea. And my dear that's fine with me" Came out instead. "Bother!"

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
Strangely enough, that was also Cimorene's way. "Thank you, I'm Cimorene." The princess was half shocked that she got that much out before
"-Undefeated
Riding high
And the nicest guy
not conceited
".
In an un-princess like move, Cimorene shoved the brownie in her mouth.

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
"I hope he doesn't start hopping and trying to braid my hair." Cimorene muttered darkly. Apparently, she couldn't sing with a brownie jammed in her throat.

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
Cimorene opened her mouth to reply and felt a song swell up. Another brownie got shoved in her mouth. "Do you know how he turned into a bunny?" She said around the brownie. "Pardon my manners."

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
Cimorene kept the brownie in her mouth to keep the singing down. The crumbs though...she automatically cleaned up the mess she was making. "This kind of thing happen often?"

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Back home, people turned into animals all the time." Cimorene mumbled, still keeping her mouth full. "The singing...is annoying."

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Cimorene took the glass with a great full nod. "Have faith in your dreams and someday
Your rainbow will come smiling thru
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
the dream that you wish will come true.
" Her face very clearly stated WTF.

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"If this lasts more than a day? Small animals are getting cooked." Cimorene informed him. "Not...Andrew." She added hastily.

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
"They were singing. And joining as a background choir. And trying to braid my hair." Cimorene said dryly. "The kind of things you do to proper princesses."

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"They've never been yelled at by a squirrel." The scary part was that Cimorene had been.

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Did he at least offer good advice?"

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-03-05 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
"I had a frog tell me where I could go to meet some dragons." Cimorene explained, half delighted to not hear singing.

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