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Post by Christi on Feb 12, 2009 20:16:27 GMT -5
Alexa got the last tray set up to put in to bake, tidying up all the stuff she'd used.
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Post by Zaku on Feb 12, 2009 20:22:51 GMT -5
Ten minutes later the Met Hat walks back in with an empty tray.
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Post by Christi on Feb 12, 2009 20:24:15 GMT -5
Alexa gave a curious look, taking the tray from it to clean.
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Post by Zaku on Feb 12, 2009 20:27:13 GMT -5
It chirps at the next tray.
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Post by Christi on Feb 12, 2009 20:28:24 GMT -5
"...Is the old man eating them all?" Alexa asked, taking the last tray out to cool and turning the oven off.
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Post by Zaku on Feb 12, 2009 20:29:10 GMT -5
It sweat drops and chirps in agreement.
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Post by Christi on Feb 12, 2009 20:30:08 GMT -5
"Hey...think you find me laxatives? In liquid form if possible?" Alexa asked, giving a sly smile as a thought came to her.
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Post by Zaku on Feb 12, 2009 20:33:42 GMT -5
It chips in an unsure tone.
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Post by Christi on Feb 12, 2009 20:35:00 GMT -5
"I'll take the entire blame for it, don't worry about that... but seriously, I'm not to appreciative of being told to make myself useful or be kicked out... specially when I'm trying to cope with my parents' death and all..." Alexa sighed.
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Post by Zaku on Feb 12, 2009 20:38:53 GMT -5
It chirps and runs out of the room.
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Post by Christi on Feb 12, 2009 20:41:05 GMT -5
Alexa wait for it to return.
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Post by Zaku on Feb 12, 2009 20:44:15 GMT -5
It comes back with a bottle of Laxatives on it's head a few minutes later.
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Post by Christi on Feb 12, 2009 20:45:22 GMT -5
"Thank you," Alexa said with a smile, taking it to spike the last tray of cookies with it before picking up the untouched tray to give to the Met Hat, wanting to take the last one in herself.
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Post by Zaku on Feb 12, 2009 20:47:06 GMT -5
The Met Hat runs off happily.
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Post by Christi on Feb 12, 2009 20:47:37 GMT -5
Alexa picked up the other tray, heading off to the lab with it.
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