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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: Autor Trips

[herr_bookman]

Covered in eggs and soaked in milk, Autor seems like the beginnings of a recipe himself. The milk is cold, and drips down his back and off his egg-smeared glasses.

Growling, Autor snatches the egg whites in the mixing bowl and dumps them on her head.

Re: Autor Trips

[souffle_girlek]

She shrieks, because OH that's slimy, but that doesn't stop her from giggling all the same. Someone left sugar out on the counter - clearly he just needs something to soak up all that liquid, right?

It's like snow.

Pretty, pretty snow.

Everywhere.

Re: Autor Trips

[herr_bookman]

Autor's quickly becoming a raw pie. He yelps at the sugar crusting over him, raising an arm to try to shield his glasses, to no avail.

Oh, look, someone left an open can of pumpkin. He reaches his fingers in and tosses it at her. He's not to the point of giggling yet, still working himself into a fine snit.

Re: Autor Trips

[souffle_girlek]

Oswin cackles, not even minding that there's pumpkin smeared through her hair.

Re: Autor Trips

[herr_bookman]

Autor folds his eggy arms, shaking his head at her. His smile is small, but it's there. "You are ridiculous," the boy says scathingly. "Let's get cleaned up."

Re: Autor Trips

[souffle_girlek]

"If you haven't figured that out by now, I'm worried for you, truly I am, there's actual worry." Oswin retorts, trying to wipe egg-and-pumpkin mix out of her hair.

Re: Autor Trips

[herr_bookman]

Autor finally takes his glasses off to try and clean them with a handkerchief. "Don't worry, I'm well aware that you're ridiculous. I didn't realize how much so until today, but live and learn," Autor says, scoffing. "And now, I am for the shower, so... I shall see you soon, and we shall never speak of this again."

He turns on his heel and stalks out with as much dignity as he can muster being covered in egg and milk and sugar.

Re: Autor Trips

[souffle_girlek]

Oswin snickers as he squelches out, and hopes her spiderbots got at least some of that on tape. That's definitely meant to be shared.

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