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| Nana | Apr 21 2010, 01:14 AM Post #1 |
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'Sizzle...' The upper level, being the Tsukasa siblings' house, was covered with the yummy delights the the couple was concocting in the kitchen. Not too long ago did their arrive at the influence and decided to spend more time by cooking and eating their creations for one another. Milfeulle had Evan chopping the ingredients though. She is rather a one man chef, but she is willing to share her stage when it comes to Evan. Back at her foster parents' house, they taught her how to cook. They are international pastry chefs, of course the daughter should learn a thing or two about cooking. Milfeulle fell in love with it as much as she fell in love with magic. Every time she cooked, she imagined being a housewife, always cooking for her honey and maybe some of her own children too. Milfeulle lived in a stereotypical girl's fantasy. Finally tonight, she had someone else to cook for. Someone who is real, and was not related to her, or at least that she knew of. Every now and then, she would look over and check on him. Milfie may have a rash personality but she was precise on how she wanted her things to be chopped. "How are you doing, Evan?" Carelessly, she let boiling oil spill on to her left hand. The girl bit her lip, placing the pan safely down before whining in pain. "Ow! It burns!" Edited by Nana, Apr 21 2010, 01:14 AM.
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| Maldaine | Apr 22 2010, 01:57 AM Post #2 |
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More than a Ghost on a Shipwreck
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Evan was poking at his new stitches for a moment, and was wondering again how he got them, but he quickly resolved that he wasn’t going to think about that anymore. He wanted to trust Milfeulle, and so he stopped poking at them and went back to his original job, chopping things. There were a lot of veggies that he was in charge of cutting up, and he wanted to make sure that he did a good job of it. It had been a long time since he actually cut something with a normal knife…and he was having some trouble with it. He quickly made a knife out of paper, and for some reason it just felt so much more natural. He was able to cut everything so much faster. It was sort of sad really. He wasn’t even able to use real weapons anymore because he was so used to his own crafted ones. When he finished cutting the things he needed to cut, he looked over at nana who just asked how she was doing. “I’m fin…” that whas when she burnt herself. He quickly grabbed her hand and gave it a little kiss. “I’m no mom, but maybe my kiss has a little magic, too!” |
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| Nana | Apr 22 2010, 11:39 PM Post #3 |
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All shy and what not, Milfeulle turned away. She tried to hide the fact that she was blushing as Evan's sweet lips brushed against her burn. Pulling away, the infatuated girl pointed at the vegetables. "You can continue to cut it," she said, "Evan, go ahead and add the vegetables in with the chicken." Quick as a mouse, she dash to her room to get ointment for her burn. Milfie didn't know why her heart was pounding so badly. She's been on alone dates with him before, but now, Evan was here, alone in her house. Could it be because now that they are really having a private date that it makes her anxious. She took out her first aid kit and stared at her burn. Her lips lightly kissed it, her mind filled with Evan. Not creepy at all. Milfeulle applied a small dab of cream on to the burn and place a hello kitty band aid. "Aye.....What is wrong with me..." She whimpered, feeling her head to see if she had a fever. |
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| Maldaine | Apr 23 2010, 01:49 AM Post #4 |
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Evan looked at her when she turned away. She was acting sort of weird tonight, and he didn’t really know why. This wasn’t different then many of their other dates. This time it was going pretty good for a change. Maybe was that why she was acting so weird all of the sudden. It seemed to happen after he kissed her finger, but he couldn’t be sure of that. She told him to cut the vegetables, and so that was exactly what he did. He turned around and started to cut again, but then he couldn’t stop thinking about Milfeulle. He hated when he got burned, and so Evan did want her to think that he didn’t care about her. He quickly dropped the paper knife and went towards her room. It seemed so much further away than he remembered. His feet grew heavy, and his hands grew sweaty. He opened the door slightly and looked in. He saw her putting the hello kitty band-aid on her finger. “Hey, I…I just wanted to make sure that you’re okay,” Evan said getting a little closer to her as he did. Then he gave her a warm smile and wrapped his arms around her. “Grease can’t hurt you, can it? You’re a Tsukasa, you’re too good for that. You’re way to good for that.” Love, for sure. |
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| Nana | Apr 24 2010, 12:03 AM Post #5 |
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The temperature rose within Milfie's body. Here she had Evan, hugging her. All she could do was return the hug and lay her head on his chest. It was like she was laying on clouds. This moment couldn't get any better. A pudgy Asian girl with no life and spends her time rping would be jealous of this precious moment. *Cough* Milfeulle laughed at what Evan said. He maybe a silly boy, but he never failed to make her smile. Looking up, "Yes - you are right. I am a Tsukasa, I can take on anything." Their eyes were locked. She leaned in closer and closer until their lips were practically brushing against each other. A scent pass her nose. As a stingy chef, she recognized that smell. Her head whipped around so face, her cheekbone collided into Evan's face. "Oh gosh! I am sorry Evan." Milfie kissed it lightly before breaking free from his arms. She rushed into the kitchen to find her chicken burn and way too crispy. "CHIKUSHO!! The food is ruined." |
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