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[slothdere.livejournal.com]

THIS IS A DATING SIM POST
make up the rules as you go along
yosie if you really must know, IM us
find the good end
or bad end
really, your call

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[plumesdelamer.livejournal.com]

[prayingone]

[> Accept the cupcakes.
> Refuse them: claim you're on a diet.]

Oh, thank you...! They look lovely, Simon... is it a new recipe?

[plumesdelamer.livejournal.com]

I tried messing with the original recipe a bit... they should have a hint of vanilla to them.

[prayingone]

[> Inform him that there are just some recipes that vanilla doesn't work with... and this is one of them.
> Try a cupcake: get a little bit of icing on your nose.
> Ask him where he got the idea from.]

Mm... it really adds to the flavor.

[plumesdelamer.livejournal.com]

Um... you've got a little something there...

[prayingone]

I-I do? Where? [She wipes the corners of her mouth, all to no avail.]

[plumesdelamer.livejournal.com]

Um... here. I guess I put a bit too much icing on, huh?

[prayingone]

Thank you... [Her cheeks go a little pink at the contact, but it doesn't fluster her too badly.] A little, but... it's very good!

[plumesdelamer.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you think so! I'll start making some for the bakery, then.

[prayingone]

[> Tell him they're too good for the bakery.
> Ask him if there's anything else he'd like to lick icing off of.
> Ask for the recipe.]

Um... if it's not a bother... do you think I could help you with a batch? It seems like an interesting recipe, and I'd like to try it...

[plumesdelamer.livejournal.com]

Oh, of course! It's not anything... too special... but I'll teach you!

[prayingone]

You will? Thank you!

[plumesdelamer.livejournal.com]

Um... Do you want to? Right now?

[blessingone]

[> Tsun.
> Dere.
> Just react to cupcakes normally.

Fenimore inhales deeply to gather as much of the cupcake smell as she can.] Mmm. They look good! But I guess you're used to me saying that by now, huh, Mr. Bakery?

[plumesdelamer.livejournal.com]

Eheh. Well, it's still nice to hear... Would you like to try one, Fenimore?

[blessingone]

[> Tsun.
> Devour cupcakes.
> Select and eat a cupcake with some restraint.]

Do you think I'd say no? Of course I would, if they're ready. Thanks.

[Even with restraint, it doesn't take long to get through the cupcake. Her contented expression, eyes closed as she savours the taste, leaves little room to doubt that she enjoyed it.]

[plumesdelamer.livejournal.com]

...I'm glad you like them.

[blessingone]

[> Tsun.
> Cover for mild embarrassment.
> Dere.]

Well, anyone would. You always make good stuff. You could become a professional at this rate--or, at least, a sought-after house...husband. ["Housewife" probably wouldn't be too complimentary, even if it would be rather accurate.]

[plumesdelamer.livejournal.com]

E-Eh? Really? You think so?

1/2

[blessingone]

Sure. I guess you'll need more time to practice before you're really good by professional standards. But....

[blessingone]

[> Tsun: "I'd--a-anyway, you've got a long way to go still!"
> Dere: "I'd be ready to marry you for your cooking right now."
> Take the opportunity while he's distracted to snatch another cupcake.]

It's definitely good enough for now. [She grins as she holds the cupcake away from him so as to be out of his arm's reach if he tried to grab it back--not that she'd expect him to.]

[plumesdelamer.livejournal.com]

If they're good enough for you, Fenimore, I can't be too far from professional...

[blessingone]

[She needs a great deal of willpower around him if she does want to stay thin, then.] I'm not that much of a connoisseur, really. You'd need to track down someone a bit more refined for that.

...You could make it as a professional now, I think, but I'll bet you're going to improve from here. [She examines the cupcake and thinks about what will happen if Simon does continue to improve. ...Man, they're hard enough to resist as it is.] It's almost a little scary to think about.

[plumesdelamer.livejournal.com]

Scary?

[blessingone]

[> Tsun.
> Tease him.
> Complain about how much work it is to stay this thin when people make such delicious stuff.]

You're going to become irresistible if you improve too far. [Deliberate pause for about a beat.] Well, your cupcakes will, at least. [And she takes a bite out of said cupcake.]