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A good cup of tea with a side of mutiny, and I'll call it a day. :D
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I'm all good. it'a bit darker down here, but I'll work with that/
I baked you a Mutiny pie. |
My husband is blaming me for corruption? :cry:
I supported his insane winning streaks in the event... And his baby eating. And his total control of my social life. *sobs in the corner* Tea sounds nice... I'm all for that. |
Off with my head?
Mad King George knew what was up. :yes: Off with her head. King never loses his head over marital problems. Nope. :no: No Angel, I need you -more- corrupt! :eager: So I can get special treatment! :yes: |
Mutiny Pie and Tea? This is starting to sound like a pretty nice Mutiny.
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Well, Mr. King, none of your people are here, so you're a bit.. outnumbered. :angel:
I also think it'd be wise to listen to Arc carefully and stay on her good side because after all.. this is her attic. :twisted: So she makes all the rules here. |
I even made mutiny cookies.
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But we are married. :talk2hand:
Oh... wait... I see how it is... Ah-Ha! Jealous of our marriage and trying to split us up!? Oh, that is low. Very low indeed. Despicable. All of you. :talk2hand: |
Oooh, I found a light switch down here. I'm totally inside the normal part of the house. Smores, there's even an actual toilet down here!
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I am tempted to join you in the recesses of the sub-attic, TNT. You sound like you're a Baking Master down there.
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:cry: You just said 'off with her head'?
That's mean! I'll call up my army of dust bunnies and antiques if necessary. :ninja: Ooh, Tnt found the kitchen.... :drool: We've been living on potatoes for far too long. |
YOU WERE just the one who threatened to turn your people against her, and if you divorced you'd get all the stuff.:illgetu:
Don't play innocent. If we run outta food, you'll be the first one to go, so don't push your luck. Oh my this attic is getting very scary in here. |
*collapses on the couch* I'm gonna seal up those holes in the roof soon. But first, I found a couch.
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Couch.... Sleep... :drool:
*lazily falls through a hole in the attic floor* |
-peeks through hole- It's not too far a fall. -drops through hole ungracefully-
Oooh, Miss Angel you have a lovely home. A bit dusty, but lovely. :D |
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Ruining my good marriage. :talk2hand: And I am only a spirit... I let Angel eat my body because she wanted to eat my yummy Smores-ness. :yes: See? True love = Self Sacrafice. :yes: |
Damn it. Everyody is invading my peace and quiet. Guess i'd better start preparing food.
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Oh, why thank you. :oops: I try to keep it tidy.
I'm left alone at home most days while my husband attempts to conquer the world. Hehe, oh yes, I did eat the flesh off of your bones. :hug: Dear, dear, Smores. Food... :drool: please? |
You do a very lovely job, Miss Angel. I'm sorry your Spirit-husband is gone so often. How Lonely! At least your Dust Bunnies keep you company?
You had to be expecting it, TNT. You made pie and cookies. Delicious, delicious pie and cookies. |
*opens cupboard* I have some good news and some bad news. Which would you like first?
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Aww, thank you! Well, yes, but that is why I've begun inviting people into my attic! :) Nice and cozy here, not to mention its a great place for spirits and dust bunnies to fester.
Bad news? :cry: |
Well, the bad news is that I used all the stuff to make the Pie and cookies before. Now all that's left is a lot of potatoes.
On the bright side, there are a lot of cookies left. |
...Cookies it is! :D
We could make Latkes with the potatoes. If we have some salt. Maybe. |
Uh, I'll take a look for that. Not sure if there's any in here. *wades through potatoes* This is a very, very deep cupboard.
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If you hit snow, you've gone to far. And be careful, you might cause a Potato-Avalanche.
That'd be bad. |
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