31 Days Challenge: Chicken Soup
I’m such a derp. DON’T READ THE END. I was running out of ideas. That, and I’m done, dying, and I’m not going to catch up this week. *dies*
14 (Tues): Chicken Soup
“What are you doing?”
Kassen plus kitchen at noon does not compute.
“And what are you wearing?”
Kassen plus kitchen at noon plus ruffled apron with strawberries caused a system shutdown.
He deadpanned, obviously not impressed with her attempt at stopping her giggling (since it was still really clear that she was laughing her head off) “Obviously I’m making chicken soup, and I must keep my shirt white, thus I employed an apron.”
“Really now?” Aurua peered into the pot, and dipped a spoon in for a taste. “Hmm, it lacks… talent.”
Pepper grinders and salt shakers flew, carrots were cut and onions cried over. Various vegetables were quickly diced and herbs were picked and ninja-thrown into the pot.
She slammed her hands on the table, and stared at Kassen.
“That, was talent.”