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fandomhighdorms2009-06-05 12:42 pm
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Third Floor Common Room, Friday Evening
Agnes didn't really consider herself much good in the kitchen. On the other hand, she was from Lancre, and female, so she was WAY more than adequate. Tonight, for whatever reason, she was puttering around in the kitchenette with a cookbook propped open on the counter and humming to herself.
Of course, the cookbook in question was her newly-purchased copy of The Joye of Snacks, the melody she was humming was something hypnotically alluring with toe-tingling purrs in it, and the recipe she was whipping up was number 53, Chocolate Delight with Special Secret Sauce. Sure, she couldn't make it like Nanny Ogg could, but it was a dessert that on its own could cause the kind of behavior the island was experiencing this week. Adding the two TOGETHER, who knew what could happen?
This is wrong. This is wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, WRONG and you should stop it RIGHT NOW.
Agnes had stopped caring.
Of course, the cookbook in question was her newly-purchased copy of The Joye of Snacks, the melody she was humming was something hypnotically alluring with toe-tingling purrs in it, and the recipe she was whipping up was number 53, Chocolate Delight with Special Secret Sauce. Sure, she couldn't make it like Nanny Ogg could, but it was a dessert that on its own could cause the kind of behavior the island was experiencing this week. Adding the two TOGETHER, who knew what could happen?
This is wrong. This is wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, WRONG and you should stop it RIGHT NOW.
Agnes had stopped caring.