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[souffle_girlek]

Early in the morning, before most of the bar is awake, a tiny time traveler visits the kitchen. She would stay at home for a late-night snack, usually, but...

Well.

Ace already knows way too much about the Wells' romantic life, and about one picosecond downstairs at the farm let her know that sticking around would only teach her more. And since Bar was getting a break in the quiet hours of the night, Ace decides to fetch a snack herself. It's really too bad she left her current project on top of the microwave when she left.

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"Well, you see, it's not as easy as going 'yay, souffle'... well, actually, that's pretty much the whole plan, but you have to make it a flavor first, and there's all sorts of flavors." Oswin explain, her nerves translating to babble as she leads them into the kitchen.

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Re: White as driven snow

[souffle_girlek]

Between explaining all of the rules of Canasta and getting a game going, they only have time for a hand before the timer goes off. Oswin practically vibrates in place, waiting to see if it came out correctly.

Re: White as driven snow

[herr_bookman]

It's a good thing her enthusiasm is infectious, because Autor finds he's terrible at Canasta. His hand is a disaster, and he gladly gives it up to take the soufflé out of the oven. It doesn't fall, and he shoots a grin at Oswin.

"Should we wait for this to cool or just dig in?"

Re: White as driven snow

[souffle_girlek]

Oswin holds up two spoons, not even looking a little bit sheepish.

What? It smells awesome.

Re: White as driven snow

[herr_bookman]

Autor laughs and takes a spoon. He break the top, and blows carefully before taking a bite. "Mmm," he says, closing his eyes. The citrus and ginger burst on his tongue, and the texture is unlike anything he's ever tasted before. Truly a successful venture.

Re: White as driven snow

[souffle_girlek]

She follows suit, the crispy crust contrasting with the soft interior. It tastes heavenly, sweet and tart and spicy all at once.

She hugs Autor, her head on his shoulder while she fishes out another bite.

She does not feel that hugs need explanations.

Re: White as driven snow

[herr_bookman]

The boy jumps, as he always does with sudden hugs, but eases into it. He embraces her back, reaching over her shoulder to spoon out a bite of spongy soufflé.

He's fairly certain they'll eat it all in a sitting.

Re: White as driven snow

[nitro_is_ace]

Later, a certain time traveler is back, but this time on the hunt.

"Oh there it is." Ace mutters, scooping up the broken vortex stabilization unit from where she'd left it on top of the microwave. "Thank goodness it didn't cause any problems. The Professor would have my hide."