[Hymn #18] [Movement]

[nightcrossed]

[Tear can be found in the cafe's kitchen after hours with a few cookbooks spread out on the countertop among various fruits and other ingredients and garnishes. The light in the front dining room is still on, so there's ample light. Thanks to a suggestion from Fay about trying to recreate tastes from the other residents' home worlds, she's decided to try her hand at *gaspeth!* cooking so that she'll be able to help out. Her current project is a pastry which smells heavily of apples. Apple crisp? Apple pie? Something like that.

(Nothing's burning just so you know. Tear-mun's done her research and guarantees it's edible and at least 'decent'.)

Tear pulls said pastry from the oven. Steam rolls off it and the smell of apples in the cafe doubles.]

I think that should do it...

Comments

[mokomanjuu.livejournal.com]

[Mokona is a meatbun of many skills. She takes the fork with a happy squeal and uses it to lever off and skewer a Mokona-bite-sized piece, then flips it around and *NOM*]

Delicious~♥!

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

[Impressed~! She applauds Mokona's efforts. Clap. Clap.]

Thank you very much! I'm glad you think so. [Beams.]