016 - Cookie Cake
Aug. 10th, 2013 08:01 pm[Young Ned did not know how to make friends. His best and only friend Chuck had moved away not a few weeks before when Young Ned had inadvertently, accidentally killed her father and his mother.
He did know how to make pies.
With a flour-covered hand, he turns the camera to face him, a naturally quiet, listening boy of ten. Behind him, covering the floor, the countertops, the tables, and all the chairs he piled together in the mess hall are pies.
All kinds of pies.
As his beloved dog Digby sat behind him eating out of a pie tray, young Ned scribbled onto a piece of paper, and eventually turned it around to show the camera]
Bon Appetite
(Free Food)
He did know how to make pies.
With a flour-covered hand, he turns the camera to face him, a naturally quiet, listening boy of ten. Behind him, covering the floor, the countertops, the tables, and all the chairs he piled together in the mess hall are pies.
All kinds of pies.
As his beloved dog Digby sat behind him eating out of a pie tray, young Ned scribbled onto a piece of paper, and eventually turned it around to show the camera]
Bon Appetite
(Free Food)
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Date: 2013-08-12 01:28 am (UTC)I don't have a favorite anymore.
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Date: 2013-08-12 02:38 pm (UTC)Why's that?
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Date: 2013-08-12 09:02 pm (UTC)She's dead.
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Date: 2013-08-12 09:43 pm (UTC)Mine too. But she never baked with me. My adoptive mother on the other hand, she baked with me all the time.
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Date: 2013-08-13 02:54 am (UTC)What did you bake?
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Date: 2013-08-13 06:45 pm (UTC)[Her smile sad, Claire stands and eyes the pies again.]
Alright, so if mom's baking takes the favorite slot, which of these would be second best?
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Date: 2013-08-13 08:00 pm (UTC)SPAM.
Date: 2013-08-14 04:04 pm (UTC)Re: SPAM.
Date: 2013-08-14 04:12 pm (UTC)....what's your favorite?
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Date: 2013-08-14 04:59 pm (UTC)[She carefully cuts a piece big enough for two, licking off leftovers from her fingers...and letting out a pleased moan.] Oh my...Ned...this is kind of amazing.
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Date: 2013-08-15 11:49 am (UTC)Baking's all about timing anyway.
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Date: 2013-08-15 06:02 pm (UTC)[Lifts her eyes to Ned, one brow curved.] Or does that sound cuckoo?
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Date: 2013-08-15 10:29 pm (UTC){Worried look. Little bit of him? That sounds suspiciously like Claire knows about his magic]
...No. It's just pie ingredients.
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Date: 2013-08-16 02:50 pm (UTC)SPAM.
Date: 2013-08-16 02:53 pm (UTC)SPAM.
Date: 2013-08-16 03:06 pm (UTC)Well. I like to. Especially when it's for someone special.
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Date: 2013-08-16 03:12 pm (UTC)SPAM.
Date: 2013-08-16 06:07 pm (UTC)Re: SPAM.
Date: 2013-08-17 01:43 am (UTC)[Young Ned no longer had those special people in his life, except for Digby. But Digby already seems to have eaten his fill of pies]
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Date: 2013-08-19 08:31 pm (UTC)[Claire comes closer to Digby to pet him between bites, eyes on Ned.]
(( Apologies for the delay, just not been motivated to get online lately. ))
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Date: 2013-08-20 12:06 pm (UTC)Not anymore.
[No worries!
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Date: 2013-08-20 05:33 pm (UTC)[She doesn't push for 'why not', just lets the little one decide what he wants to share.]
But at least you have this guy. [Claire ruffles Digby's ears, smiling sweetly at the dog.] And with your amazing pie making skills, I'm sure you'll have friends in no time. Food is a great way into someone's heart.
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Date: 2013-08-20 06:59 pm (UTC)It's a trick.
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Date: 2013-08-21 06:30 pm (UTC)SPAM.
Date: 2013-08-22 02:49 am (UTC)It's a trick.
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