[Luceti, if you happen to live in or around Community House 1, then today is your lucky day! If you should just so happen to live on the sixth floor of said house then you may as well be winning the lottery. Or... as far as winning the lottery in Luceti is concerned anyway.
Selphie was looking for something to do and she's been loitering in the community kitchen on their floor and before long, the perky brunette has decided to take her first foray back into cooking. This is the same girl who back home wasn't allowed into a kitchen as a child because she only has a true talent for destroying pans and wasting food. Selphie is also the same girl who was exempted from home-ec without having to sign up for the course.
So why is she trying to cook today? Merely for the hell of it. She feels like experimenting and before long, she's zipped out of the building and down to the store for ingredients. She grabs whatever happens to be handy with reckless abandon and an excited look on her face. Her bags of food are dropped off in the kitchen before she's zooming into the apartment and grabbing the biggest bowl and baking pans she can find.
With that taken care of, the girl begins to pour anything and everything in the bowl and using her hands as mixing spoons. A splash of flour, half a bag of sugar, cayenne pepper, ginger, ponzu sauce, a generous amount of tobasco and this odd red sauce known as Frank's Red Hot.
Before long, her concoction is ready to go! It's poured into the pans and tossed into the preheated oven. She's feeling impatient and has heated the oven to 500ºF to get her creation cooking quickly.
Well... maybe that was a bit too fast as about fifteen minutes in, smoke can be seen wafting out of the sixth floor window. Selphie gawks at the disaster she's created, wishing she could use The End on it to make it all disappear but someone's bound to smell or see the smoke and wonder just what the heck she was up to. Without much further ado, Selphie has shut off the oven and opened the door to reveal some very ruined baking pans and a discovery for making charcoal.]
Uh oh...
[Her journal is open on the counter as clouds of smoke drift over the camera before an explosion can be heard in the background and bits of the uncharred, gloppy mess that she made go flying and coat the walls in the remains of her experiment. She's laughing sheepishly before she notices that her journal is recording the entire scene. Her face floods the screen and one can clearly see the charred bits of her cooking stuck in her hair. The young woman has that cheeky grin in place already.]
It's not what you think!
[And she shuts the journal.
Citizens of Luceti, whatever are you going to do?]
Selphie was looking for something to do and she's been loitering in the community kitchen on their floor and before long, the perky brunette has decided to take her first foray back into cooking. This is the same girl who back home wasn't allowed into a kitchen as a child because she only has a true talent for destroying pans and wasting food. Selphie is also the same girl who was exempted from home-ec without having to sign up for the course.
So why is she trying to cook today? Merely for the hell of it. She feels like experimenting and before long, she's zipped out of the building and down to the store for ingredients. She grabs whatever happens to be handy with reckless abandon and an excited look on her face. Her bags of food are dropped off in the kitchen before she's zooming into the apartment and grabbing the biggest bowl and baking pans she can find.
With that taken care of, the girl begins to pour anything and everything in the bowl and using her hands as mixing spoons. A splash of flour, half a bag of sugar, cayenne pepper, ginger, ponzu sauce, a generous amount of tobasco and this odd red sauce known as Frank's Red Hot.
Before long, her concoction is ready to go! It's poured into the pans and tossed into the preheated oven. She's feeling impatient and has heated the oven to 500ºF to get her creation cooking quickly.
Well... maybe that was a bit too fast as about fifteen minutes in, smoke can be seen wafting out of the sixth floor window. Selphie gawks at the disaster she's created, wishing she could use The End on it to make it all disappear but someone's bound to smell or see the smoke and wonder just what the heck she was up to. Without much further ado, Selphie has shut off the oven and opened the door to reveal some very ruined baking pans and a discovery for making charcoal.]
Uh oh...
[Her journal is open on the counter as clouds of smoke drift over the camera before an explosion can be heard in the background and bits of the uncharred, gloppy mess that she made go flying and coat the walls in the remains of her experiment. She's laughing sheepishly before she notices that her journal is recording the entire scene. Her face floods the screen and one can clearly see the charred bits of her cooking stuck in her hair. The young woman has that cheeky grin in place already.]
It's not what you think!
[And she shuts the journal.
Citizens of Luceti, whatever are you going to do?]
Tags:
- !video post,
- all in a days work,
- blow it to smithereeens!,
- c'mon ikki we dare you to tsun,
- cover up!,
- definitely not a good idea,
- fiery doom,
- grump-free zone,
- in trouble now,
- kid needs a damn leash,
- mercilessly pwned,
- my eyes the goggles do nothing,
- natural disaster in the making,
- ooc: dare you all to flood my inbox,
- open season for teasing,
- open season for trolling,
- pint-sized terror alert,
- responsible adult required asap,
- rip baking pans,
- trouble magnet is on,
- whoopsies
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