That seems to be the case with most things. Very well, I don't think there's one in my kitchen anyway.
[ Y'know what, forget text, Klarion's just gonna step through a portal and show up in Shade's kitchen unannounced. He's wearing a backpack that's full to the brim and making suspicious clanky sounds, and Teekl is perched on top of the thing like he's hitchhiking. ]
[ Unsurprisingly! Shade is in the Kitchen! Who would have thought it??
And look at that, he's idly stirring a cup of tea right now, but his eyes lit up anyway. ]
Well! I suppose we could. [ He peered at the backpack, and eyed Teekl, before he gestured to the table. ] Why don't you show me what you brought? Teekl, of course, can have my seat, if he'd like.
[ Good way to keep the cat from getting on the table. ]
[ Hey, if he'd been anywhere else in the house, Klarion would've just gone wandering around looking for him. SHAAAADE. HEEEEY. WHERE ARE YOUUUUU.
Klarion obligingly sets the backpack down on the table and hauls out two enormous glass jars of pumpkin spice. If Shade's been paying attention to the news lately, this may seem slightly suspicious!
... And of course, the minute the chair is vacated, Teekl jumps up there like he owns the thing and curls up for a nap. Cats gonna cat. All is right with the world. ]
[ Shade's eyes went wide, as he started to examine the jars, and then looked at Klarion, before he started to pull the small metal pot out, and started to affix everything.
What? [ There's a moment of genuine confusion there! ] No. They make coffees and latte-drinks with this stuff in them, apparently it's a seasonal thing.
... I won't object if you make a pie [ he will even help eat it, if it comes to that! ], but that wasn't the intent. You're welcome to keep the extra jar if you want, I wasn't sure how much we'd need.
[ Whoop, there he goes. Teekl leaps off the chair and tries to catch one of the shadow-bits in midair, but they've all faded away by the time he lands and skids on the tiles. ]
Be glad that you missed. If you'd eaten any, you might have turned into a pretentious shadowman in a tophat.
... No, I know you're not stupid enough to try, I was being facetious. Goodness, you're in a mood.
[ It's only five minutes, and Shade strolls out of the shadows cast by one of the appliances, one moment he's missing, the next the shadows are deeper, and he holds a large pumpkin in his arms.
Oh. Oh yes he does.
And it's as ridiculous as it sounds, hoisting the thing onto the table. ]
There we are! We need to open this up, and scoop out the mess. If we're making pumpkin lattes and pie, we're doing it Correctly. None of this canned nonsense everyone seems to want to use.
... Did you really just teleport into the middle of the nearest pumpkin patch?
[ He turns away, and comes back to the table holding the biggest knife in Shade's entire kitchen, a sight that would send anyone who's already wary of Klarion running for the hills. ]
More to the point, the mess inside isn't going to muck up the drinks, is it? Orange juice pulp is bad enough.
[ O-ok, it's hard not to crack a grin at that apron, but honestly, Klarion's not really surprised by it. SHADE, YOU GIANT NERD. ]
Gladly. One moment...
[ He flourishes the knife and stabs it into the crown of the pumpkin with a satisfying SHUNK noise, then starts methodically carving. He can kinda see why people like doing this! ]
We can still use the spice in the jars, can't we? I have rather a lot of it, I was hoping to get rid of some.
[ There's a long, silent pause where Klarion just concentrates on decapitating that pumpkin. He's not quite avoiding eye contact, but he is debating whether or not to spill the beans on this. ]
It seemed it, at the time. I may be thoroughly sick of them by the end of November, and I probably should have figured out how to make the drinks first.
[ It's all good, he's gonna end up turning most of the jars into rats and spiders and sending them on their way once his roomie realizes that the basement smells like an exploded Starbucks. Gotta get rid of the evidence somehow! ]
... Which holidays?
[ because as of right now, there's probably enough spice to last them straight through til next christmas. And witchboys don't give out cookies, ugh, altruism! ]
[ he does not, he just does his best to avoid it, and he can't quite keep the sour note out of his voice as he finishes lobotomizing the pumpkin. When you usually dress like you just escaped from a thanksgiving pageant, you get twice the commentary. ]
Yes, I'm sure you do. [ He doesn't believe him, but he doesn't push either. Once he's done, Shade took a look, peering over it, and then -- ]
Excellent! Now to scoop the waste out... --
[ Which instead of actually scooping anything out, shade just sweeps through with his shadows, only leaving pumpkin pulp inside, and no seeds or anything. But if Klarion looks in the garbage can, there they will be. ]
[ He cares about ruining his rep! Man, nobody's gonna be spooked by Klarion if they think he bakes cookies! ]
I suppose... [ That sounds like he's gonna need to swap out the knife for a spoon, so Klarion heads to the counter, glancing into the garbage can along the way. The look he gives Shade over his shoulder is pure 'r u srs'. ]
That may be the most mundane use of powers I think I've seen.
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[ Y'know what, forget text, Klarion's just gonna step through a portal and show up in Shade's kitchen unannounced. He's wearing a backpack that's full to the brim and making suspicious clanky sounds, and Teekl is perched on top of the thing like he's hitchhiking. ]
Can we make some? I brought ingredients.
[ ... Well. Lots of one ingredient. ]
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And look at that, he's idly stirring a cup of tea right now, but his eyes lit up anyway. ]
Well! I suppose we could. [ He peered at the backpack, and eyed Teekl, before he gestured to the table. ] Why don't you show me what you brought? Teekl, of course, can have my seat, if he'd like.
[ Good way to keep the cat from getting on the table. ]
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Klarion obligingly sets the backpack down on the table and hauls out two enormous glass jars of pumpkin spice. If Shade's been paying attention to the news lately, this may seem slightly suspicious!
... And of course, the minute the chair is vacated, Teekl jumps up there like he owns the thing and curls up for a nap. Cats gonna cat. All is right with the world. ]
I may have overdone it slightly.
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He did have all the equipment. ]
Am I baking a pie too?
[ Shade doesn't really watch TV... ]
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... I won't object if you make a pie [ he will even help eat it, if it comes to that! ], but that wasn't the intent. You're welcome to keep the extra jar if you want, I wasn't sure how much we'd need.
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We may need some pumpkin, but I think we could do both.
It's a bit of a process to make it from scratch, but! It's well worth it.
Give me a moment.
[ He says, before he disappeared into shreds of dark fabric that floated and vanished before they hit the floor. ]
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[ Whoop, there he goes. Teekl leaps off the chair and tries to catch one of the shadow-bits in midair, but they've all faded away by the time he lands and skids on the tiles. ]
Be glad that you missed. If you'd eaten any, you might have turned into a pretentious shadowman in a tophat.
... No, I know you're not stupid enough to try, I was being facetious. Goodness, you're in a mood.
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Oh. Oh yes he does.
And it's as ridiculous as it sounds, hoisting the thing onto the table. ]
There we are! We need to open this up, and scoop out the mess. If we're making pumpkin lattes and pie, we're doing it Correctly. None of this canned nonsense everyone seems to want to use.
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What just happened here. ]
... Did you really just teleport into the middle of the nearest pumpkin patch?
[ He turns away, and comes back to the table holding the biggest knife in Shade's entire kitchen, a sight that would send anyone who's already wary of Klarion running for the hills. ]
More to the point, the mess inside isn't going to muck up the drinks, is it? Orange juice pulp is bad enough.
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[ Shade, of course, isn't frightened at all. Then again, he can't die, so... ]
But no, it won't. Not if we cook it like we're supposed to. Would you like to do the honors?
[ He starts shucking his coat, and rolling up his sleeves, and pulling out an apron.
Yes. An apron. ]
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Gladly. One moment...
[ He flourishes the knife and stabs it into the crown of the pumpkin with a satisfying SHUNK noise, then starts methodically carving. He can kinda see why people like doing this! ]
We can still use the spice in the jars, can't we? I have rather a lot of it, I was hoping to get rid of some.
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[ Watching Klarion was kind of...cute, actually. He grinned. ]
I don't think we'll use even a jar, however. You'll be drinking these for quite some time.
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My whole basement's full of the stupid things!
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How many did you buy?
You may need to give them away as gifts!
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... Well.
They were free, in a manner of speaking.
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Klarion! Did you steal them?
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They stop making the drinks after a month or two, I was stocking up!
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Clever thinking!
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But I think we can find a use for them! Perhaps we should give out cookies for the holidays, yes?
[ He will find a way to get rid of this shit. ]
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... Which holidays?
[ because as of right now, there's probably enough spice to last them straight through til next christmas. And witchboys don't give out cookies, ugh, altruism! ]
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[ Sorry Klarion, Shade is going to take his jar and make cookies and give them out and say you helped.
It's happening. ]
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Oh, right. I always forget about that one.
[ he does not, he just does his best to avoid it, and he can't quite keep the sour note out of his voice as he finishes lobotomizing the pumpkin. When you usually dress like you just escaped from a thanksgiving pageant, you get twice the commentary. ]
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Yes, I'm sure you do. [ He doesn't believe him, but he doesn't push either. Once he's done, Shade took a look, peering over it, and then -- ]
Excellent! Now to scoop the waste out... --
[ Which instead of actually scooping anything out, shade just sweeps through with his shadows, only leaving pumpkin pulp inside, and no seeds or anything. But if Klarion looks in the garbage can, there they will be. ]
Do you want to start scraping up the pumpkin?
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I suppose... [ That sounds like he's gonna need to swap out the knife for a spoon, so Klarion heads to the counter, glancing into the garbage can along the way. The look he gives Shade over his shoulder is pure 'r u srs'. ]
That may be the most mundane use of powers I think I've seen.
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