[The task at hand is something Rapunzel seems emotionally invested in. Shaping each item by hand, she dusts with powdered sugar and sprinkles, creating little works of art out of each pastry. She’s been at it for hours, needing a way to keep her hands busy and her mind clear and baking seems to be a good way to go about this.
The voice behind her makes her jump, though, and with a squeak she drops the sugar to the floor, creating a mushroom cloud of confectionary goodness and effectively showering them both with sweetness.]
Oh! Tammy! I didn’t – hear you, I’m so sorry…
[She scrambles to clean it up, and dust her poor friend off.]
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regna
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Date: 2012-03-28 05:30 pm (UTC)The voice behind her makes her jump, though, and with a squeak she drops the sugar to the floor, creating a mushroom cloud of confectionary goodness and effectively showering them both with sweetness.]
Oh! Tammy! I didn’t – hear you, I’m so sorry…
[She scrambles to clean it up, and dust her poor friend off.]
Um…probably around four?