09-26-2010, 10:38 PM
Cadence thinks. "Well, Cy, what do we have to use? I want chocolate, majorly." He smirks at that. "Anything that'll help with this fact, Bluey?" Cyan smacks him on the arm. "Uh, I dunno. Look. I think there might be box mix of something somewhere." He then stares at Amelia. "Not unless you want me to. And...uh, I dunno. Clean the dishes and start setting the table, I guess." He seems used to doing this alone.
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