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[70ftandcounting]

[Guess who is in the kitchens BAKING ALL THE THINGS?

Yeah. Rapunzel. Everyone she knows -- which means basically everyone in the Keep -- is going to get something from her. Some kind of sugared treat specifically catered to each person, with colors and frosting and all of the above.

Once she's finished with her baking and separating, she'll be distributing.]

((ooc: basically a mingle post for Rapunzel and YOU! If you like, run into her while she's baking, roaming the halls delivering, or while she's delivering your treats to your door. If you think she'd be bringing you something, she is. If you don't think she'd be bringing something, too bad. She's bringing it anyway.]

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[needsnobottle]

[Dang it, Rapunzel, you are definitely not meaning to but that is...well, it'd be pretty distracting but Tammy turns for the closet and gets the broom before her mind tries to take that and run. Dirty mind. Shame on it.

So Tammy talks because that keeps her from focusing on Rapunzel's tongue flicking out to lick sugar from her own fingers. Which had just traced over Tammy's hand.]

I'll help with the dishes, if you like. And totally not just because I'm hoping to earn myself a treat.

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That sounds like a plan to me. And -- you're silly. You'd get a treat regardless.

[And -- she'll hop right on it. Usually, she'd use her hair to assist with all of this, but seeing as it's bound in a braid for convenience sake, she makes do with just the use of her hands and feet.

It's enough, and Rapunzel...sings. The entire time tey're cleaning.]

[needsnobottle]

Really? [The notion that Rapunzel was making a treat for her anyway makes some pleased color rise in her face, just a bit, as she grabs the broom.] Thanks.

[That makes Tammy smile as she sweeps; her mom used to hum as she worked but never full out sang, and Rapunzel's voice is so sweet that at points Tammy pauses just so she can fully appreciate the sound. By the time she finishes sweeping and has put the broom away she's smiling. Grabbing a drying cloth, she sets about drying the dishes that Rapunzel has already washed. She doesn't know the words, but she picks up on the general melody and at times can be heard quietly humming along underneath Rapunzel's voice.]

[70ftandcounting]

[It’s a mindless song she sings while cleaning – helps pass the time, so that she doesn’t get bored or tired of it.
 
With two sets of hands, it’s quick work, and they’re done much faster than if Rapunzel had been doing it by herself.]
 
Thank you so much for helping me out, Tammy. [She’s actually not used to any assistance with chores. At all.]

[needsnobottle]

It's not a big deal, really. [Similarly, Tammy isn't accustomed to being praised for helping out. It's pretty much just standard, expected behavior back home. She flings the slightly damp towel over her shoulder, the way she's seen her mom do, and takes the time to really look around the kitchen. And realizes what she overlooked earlier.]

You've been busy, huh?

[70ftandcounting]

Very.

[She smiles over at Tammy, then holds her hands up.]

Trying to stay that way...keeps my mind off...things.

[needsnobottle]

Mm, yeah, things. I know what you mean. I get the Furbys to start talking; hard to think through all of those whistles.

[She smiles, hands braced on her hips.]

What were you whipping up before I interrupted you?

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Oh...just a bit of this and that.

[A MILLION pastries, it looks like.]

But specifically...the tarts.

[needsnobottle]

Tarts?

[Tammy looks at the spread, taking in the variety of delicious looking confections, and her stomach lets out an audible growl.]

I've never made those before. Are they complicated?

[70ftandcounting]

Hungry?

[She grins at Tammy, and reaches to hand her one.]

The're not so bad...I could show you, if you like?

[needsnobottle]

Oh yeah, definitely. To both. [Tammy takes the offered treat and bites into it, humming in delight as the taste explodes over her tongue.]

These are excellent.

[70ftandcounting]

Really? You like it?

[Pleased, she reaches for one herself and takes a big bite.]

..Mmm. Well, they are pretty good...

[needsnobottle]

You're understating that by a lot. [Tammy illustrates this by finishing hers in two more rapid bites, licking her lips and the tips of her fingers with relish.]

I can't even make toast. How'd you learn to do this?

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Am I?

[She grins -- she...likes a little recognition. It's nice, actually.]

Well, I had a lot of free time on my hand,s at home. So -- I baked! A...lot.

[needsnobottle]

Wow, guess practice does make perfect.

[Tammy slowly reaches for another one, glancing at Rapunzel to make sure she's allowed seconds.]

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[Rapunzel giggles, and nudges the plate in Tammy's direction.]

I suppose so! I did get quite a bit of practice, after all.

[needsnobottle]

Kind of like me and dancing. Lots of practice.

[Tammy happily takes another, biting into it and making an unmistakable approving noise.]

If you and Zeke ever get together this kitchen might explode from sheer amazing. as it is my mouth can barely take this.

[70ftandcounting]

What sort of dancing did you say you did again?

[She smiles, and reaches for another herself.]

Zeke? He's the...cook, right? That would be wonderful -- I love to cook, too.

[needsnobottle]

Well, I don't know if he's the cook around here but he's a cook I know. Really nice guy; you two would get along really well, I think.

[Tammy finishes and wipes her fingers clean, telling herself not to be greedy. Conversation will keep her from gorging herself.]

All kinds, really. Ballroom mostly, at least in terms of competitions, but I used to do ballet for a while, and just kind of goof around whenever the mood strikes me.

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[She nods.]

I would love to meet him! [Hey, if Rapunzel can meet a cook and expand her horizons, she'd love it.]

Oh, I love ballet. But -- I don't think I know ballroom...could you teach me?

[needsnobottle]

I'll introduce the two of you sometime.

[Tammy finds a stool and drags it over, perching on it as she talks. And doesn't blush! She manages not to! Gold star to her.]

Oh, sure. I could teach you. It's just stuff like the foxtrot and whatnot. They're pretty easy, at least the basics.

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That would be great, thank you!

[She looks at Tammy eagerly, now knowing what those words really mean. Those dances included other people, and thus she hadn't been allowed to learn.]

Now? [She holds her hands out, looking excited.]

Could we start now?

[needsnobottle]

Oh.

[Well that's unexpected, but not unwelcome. Tammy's always enjoyed dancing with people who are eager to dance; makes the entire experience far more enjoyable. She smiles as she hops off her stool and pushes it under a counter, taking Rapunzel's hands.]

Sure. [Hands placed thus so, and making sure Rapunzel's are in place, Tammy hums off a few notes of the pace of the most basic box step.] I'll lead. You step back with your right, then your left, bringing your feet back together. Then step to the left, then forward, then to the right.

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[She adjusts herself with Tammy's guidance, and straightens her back as she readies herself.]

Alright, I think I can do that.

[She's pretty good ad it, and -- yes. Just like that, it realy isn't so hard after all.]

[needsnobottle]

[Tammy smiles as Rapunzel quickly picks up the steps, humming along with the tempo as they go through the steps. She starts to teach Rapunzel some of the variations, steadily making it a bit more complicated than these simple steps.]

So you said you loved ballet, and I can tell you've danced before. Did you study ballet?