Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170213235458/@comment-26854056-20170219175326

Alice was hyperventilating in the corner while Quail brang the burning pot to the sink, extinguishing the flames as the blonde woman fumbled around with the fire alarm, looking completely lost while a random owl strutted on the tiled floor.

"Honestly, do you even know how to cook without destroying The Mothers property? This is the second time since the incident with that squirrel"

"aT LEAST I'M TRYING OKA Y" Alice sniffed, throwing her hand overdramatically on her forehead "I'm going to try to make another one so just-"

"Or, we do NOT commit another act of arson and just order pizza? it's almost 8 pm, and Ducky will probably throw a fit if she doesn't get enough sleep."

"Oh dear, you've really become sullen, haven't you." She huffed, putting her hands on her hips while pouting teasingly. Trying to cover up her immaturity and slight naivety by turning back into the gardens, letting Quail clean up what remained of her "food".

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Ducky pouted, before trying to climb Maxwell's back, stealing his fedora and putting it on her own head.