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Post by Kriven Raven on Dec 4, 2006 18:21:35 GMT -5
Nate walks merrily into the kitchen. He spreads the rolls of cookie dough on the table and peels out the happy little shapes carved into it. He places these onto a pan which he sleeps into the oven. He grabs the left over cookie dough and begins molding it into other shapes, like Hershey's Kisses and chrismtas ordaments.
The smell of cookies began to snake it's way into the living room and bedrooms.
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Post by P-Chan on Dec 7, 2006 19:22:50 GMT -5
Michelle wandered into the kitchen with her dog food, jerkey, and dog bowl and dish set in tow. Rixen trailed behind her, curiously sniffing around the area. The girl spotted Nate making cookies at the table. "It's the rare sighting of a Kriven! And he's making cookies! Do we get any later?" She set her stuff in an uninhabited corner of the kitchen and walked over to Nate. Rixen continued ambling around the floor. He was so fixed on sniffing the ground, he didn't notice a chair in front of him and bumped into its leg. The puppy let out a yelp and sat on the floor confused.
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Post by Kriven Raven on Dec 7, 2006 20:08:12 GMT -5
"Yes, you get cookies P-Chan." Nate says, shoving the custom-made cookies into the oven and taking the cut-outs out to cool off. The sweet smell of sugar cookies and chocolate chip floated into the air, overwhelming everyone. It even took Nate his own will power not to reach out and start to nibble.
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Post by P-Chan on Dec 7, 2006 20:29:04 GMT -5
"Can I have one now...?" Michelle stared intently at the cookies, as if they would run away if the took her eyes off them. Rixen stopped sniffing the ground as the scent of the cookies hit his sensitive nose. He tilted his head curiously as he pawed Michelle's leg. She sighed and picked up the puppy, being careful not to let him dive at the cookies.
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Post by Kriven Raven on Dec 7, 2006 21:00:33 GMT -5
"They're too soft. And besides, I'd be eating one right now if it wouldn't break the second I touched it." Nate admits, eyeing the cookies hungrily. The warmth of the cookies rolling into the air immediatly after the smell.
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Post by P-Chan on Dec 7, 2006 21:35:39 GMT -5
Michelle pouted at the cookies. "Aww... Why do you have to be so soft?"
Rixen began to whine, and Michelle looked down at him. "...Ahh! You must be hungry. I haven't 'fed you once since I got you!" She went over to his food bowl and plopped him down. Rixen watched hungrily as she ripped open a bag of dog food and poured some food into his bowl. Michelle picked up his water dish and went to fill it with water as Rixen scarfed down the food. She came back with it full to see his food already 1/3 gone. "You must be one hungry little thing..." Michelle carefully put his water dish next to his food and watched as he ate.
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Post by Kriven Raven on Dec 7, 2006 22:02:14 GMT -5
The aroma over-whlemed him. Nate had no will power with sugary sweets, which probably had something to do with why he loved to bake them. He slowly began to reach for a cookie but caught himself before he could. "Not ready yet..." he muttered.
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Post by P-Chan on Dec 8, 2006 8:06:24 GMT -5
Rixen quickly finished his meal, and Michelle closed the bag of dog food. "Kriv, we're headed off to the living room. Come and get us when the cookies are done, ehh?" She grabbed Rixen's leash and led him down the hallway to the living room.
*heading for the living room...*
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Post by Arynielle Fallyce on Dec 8, 2006 20:24:24 GMT -5
Stephanie randomly popped into the kitchen, pulling another load of groceries behind her. "It's Kriven!" she cried loudly, though enthusiastically. She plopped everything onto the floor and bounced up behind him. "When did you get here?"
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Post by Kriven Raven on Dec 9, 2006 16:57:27 GMT -5
"A while ago." Kriven answers, scrapping the cookies off the pan and onto a plate.
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Post by Arynielle Fallyce on Dec 10, 2006 0:13:25 GMT -5
"You're so enthusiastic," Stephanie replied, rolling her eyes. "Lemme help you with those." She opened the oven for the next batch of cookies, reaching for them with mitted hands.
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Post by Kriven Raven on Dec 10, 2006 16:32:21 GMT -5
"Well I'm trying not to rip the cookies..." Nate says, still placing the cookies onto a plate. They were still soft, Nate was just impatient and moving them from pan to plate early, which can cause them to rip if not done carefully.
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Post by Moses Sandor on Dec 10, 2006 16:52:32 GMT -5
Mo stared at Kriv carefully placing the cookies on the plate as he walked in the door. "You know, if one breaks, i'll be happy to.... dispose of it for you." He said, smiling and laughing. "You do know that they're better warm and soft, right?" Mo sarcastically said. "Who cares if it rips, your gonna eat 'em anyway. "
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Post by Kriven Raven on Dec 10, 2006 16:54:40 GMT -5
"But it will disturb the beauty of a plate full of cookies. Nothing ruins the beauty more then a ripped cookie." Nate answers, temptation overwhleming him. He slides the plate from Mo's view and slips a cookie into his mouth. The warmth flows down his throat and melted choclate follows after.
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Post by Moses Sandor on Dec 10, 2006 17:09:43 GMT -5
"Thats why I said if it rips, 'dispose of it'" He replied, making air quotes. "You know what i mean by 'dispose of it', right?" Mo said, air quoting again. "Nah, i'm just kidding ya. Of course you know. Well, if you need one 'disposed of' you know where I am. Right here. Over by the door."
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