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Chocolate and fizzy drinks, Preparations for a Celebration
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PostPosted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 6:19 pm Post subject: Chocolate and fizzy drinks, Preparations for a Celebration Reply with quote
She had taken to living inside the bakers shop. The other bakers walked by from time to time shaking thier heads and chuckling. Wren had comandeered the whole shop, making all sorts of things for the Finneas The Goatherd Celebration. She had goats wandering in and out. An army of kittens and cats constanly mewing at the door.

They all wanted one thing... the Blackmarsh Cream. It was a pure confection of amazing icy cold deliciousness. Combine with that sugar and vanilla. Into an ice box she stored it and it was soft but frozen and entirely amazing. At least to Wren. She now mixed in chocolate to add some flavor.

There was a loud explosion that rocked the shop for a moment and Wren flew from her stirring to the storage area. Apparently freezing the fizzy drinks was a bad idea. Bubbles of fizziness were everywhere. She stepped in a puddled and slid across the room splashing into the sweet goodness of drinks. Sploosh

Sopping wet she rised, and one of the bakers assistants came up to lend her a hand. Lady Wren you are full of energy arent you? Wren paused, she smiled, Amelia I have so much to do!

Amelia patted her shoulder, Wren really it will be fine, you have locked yourself inside the bakery for weeks. Its a bit manic if you ask me, go have a picnic with Gerard.

The statement was innocent, but Wren frowned softly. I dont know Amelia I dont hear much from him unless I track him down. I dont think he feels quite the same way about me as I do him.

Amelia shook her head, aah Wren you would be surprised. She watched as Wren walked dripping wet towards the door a gaggle of goats she had herded licking at her hand to get the sugary sweetness off them. She swiped at them shooing them out the door.

I will go meditate in a hot bath on this. Then I will be back.

Amelia shook her head, get some sleep in a bed, not curled up in the storage room. The baker doesnt want to see you for 24 hours, if you dont obey hes going to complain to Yasa. Wren sighed, she knew they meant well. Yet she was alone, all she had were her animals and a bit of cooking...

Damn goats and cats.. What do I look like an animal keeper? I would trade you all for him. She chuckled.
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