"They all feed into one another! Just be sure to bounce between them for the full flavor profile."

That subscription to the food network was already paying dividends.

"Oh, no. I've sworn off of interfering with the local apis population."

Especially after peace talks with the local yellowjackets broke down.

Plate. Plate. Glass. Straw! Not a crazy straw, but a very nice metal one she'd bought for him.

Her collection of sweets were gathered! All four of them. ♡

"I should hope it is very exciting! But in a good, warm, kind way. And not the usual, ah, explosive way that tends to happen here."

She adored living in the big city, but it was such a chaos from time to time.

We adore women with jobs.

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she pulls the chocolate gâteau aux crêpes out of the fridge.

Four layers of lightly gooey, mostly sweet, French elegance with a touch of modern class.

"I also have vanilla ice cream and strawberry milkshakes."

The whole way she's chattering into his ear. Little nothings, of course. Things she'd seen, places she'd gone, all while missing him.

But once she's in her element, she's a new beast-

"Don't guess! No, it's a surprise!"

Same beast. Never mind.

With a very big POUT ♡

"Oh ? Je m'excuse, I was. Um."

A moment, she needs to find the words in her tongue and then carry them over to English.

"Hypothesizing what tomorrow's headline might be."

Happy to rest in his grasp, she wraps her arms around him and tries not to pout.

Not to be discussed, then...

"If ever I'm to be a successful chef, I must have a resplendent cookbook."

Nodding, even as she nuzzled into his touch.

"Carry me to the kitchen. I'll plate for you."

"You almost di-!?"

She starts to bemoan before the words get wrapped up in a big squeak. Her arms quickly wrap his back, and she pushes up on the tips of her toes to rest her chin on his shoulder.

And he was worried about her? Oh, Vic-

"... I made cake yesterday. I saved you half."

"Quasimodo says that 'Life is a series of adjustments, and that the tree that doesn't bend will break.'"

She'd been reading as well! The captions on the 'tiktoks' were very insightful.

"Nothing in particular. Did something happen with you?"

"I'm adjusting to the environment! People here are very direct, and I must be to in order to survive."

"I could certainly give it a stroke if that's what you're asking."

Have you ever had a dream that you, um, you had, your, you- you could, you’ll do, you- you wants, you, you could do so, you- you’ll do, you could- you, you want, you want him to do you so much you could do anything?

"You say that, your highness, but you never know!"

She was supposed to work on this negative self-talk. Be better, Bebe! She could do that while cleaning up.

❛ Metropolis Glows ! Summer Sun is Here to say... 'Good Day!' ❜

ahhh! her big, soft heart is soaring!

"Enjoy! And if anything comes up even the slightest bit... ehm, funky? Let me know!"

it's not often she gets to play host for a real princess! she's honored ! and... and a little nervous.

tout de suite! with a fresh drizzle of cream cheese icing and a scoop of vanilla ice cream, too.

would she like a slice of gâteau aux crêpes chocolat? freshly baked!

Bon matin! I got the groceries into the house by myself! Who'd like some breakfast?

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

"Is there anyone who can help me?"

It was hard to see over these large grocery bags she was carrying. Harder still to reach into her pocket for her keys without ... oh, without dropping something !

"Putain de merde, I should've grabbed a cart."

leave the light on for me I'm coming home!

Enfin! She's going to get started right away, the sulfur needs time to set in !

HE'S GONNA MAKE HER LOOK AT TREES! AND GO TOUCH ICE!

Unless they NEVER step outside, she's gonna get cold eventually ... and if they were never gonna step outside, they could just stay here.

But first she'd have to clean.

but it's cold up there...

? ? ? ? ? ! ! ?

But there was no internet in Alaska! She'd miss Drag Race! AND SURVIVOR!!