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[callmeven]

[ video ]

Okay... I think this might work! What do you think, Chirithy?

[ventus has the camera propped up against something on the counter as he mixes together what looks like the dry ingredients for cookies. there's some flour stuck to his cheek and chiirthy perched atop his head and precariously leaning forward to peer into the mixing bowl. it raises a paw, as if about to say something when it just

tumbles

into the dry mix, sending flour and whatnot up into the air like a giant white cloud. it hits ventus right in the face and the camera's edges are touched with flour. chirithy pops up out of the bowl and laughs a little sheepishly.

ventus just sighs.]

[ text ]

I think... I messed up somewhere along the way.



They taste okay at least???

Comments

[callmeven]

[chirithy is fine being with either of them, vanitas don't misconstrue this. but ven takes chirithy back and tosses the toaster over to vanitas to catch.]

Whatever you want to do, go for it. Just don't blow anything else up.

[darkcharge]

[ Which he does. Easily. Vanitas takes a moment to frown at his other half and snorts. ]

Need I remind you that this was your idea. If you don't like my suggestion then I can go back inside and not bother.

[callmeven]

Because I think it'd be fun! If it isn't fun for you then there's no point, right?

[look this is him trying to meet vanitas... halfway. he's trying.]

[darkcharge]

Fun to kick and punch it? You'd hurt your hands doing that.

[ Gosh Ven! Use your head. That's just being smart, not difficult. ]

[callmeven]

Coming from the one who broke it initially by just punching it earlier.

[darkcharge]

I didn't punch it. I threw it. Big difference, Vents.

[callmeven]

It's not that big a difference.

[but he does call out his keyblade, letting chirithy climb atop his head.]

[darkcharge]

Big enough of one.

[ Oh hey look Ventus he can do that too. They could take turns whacking at it like a pinata. ]

[callmeven]

Not really.

[he waves his keyblade, letting it rest against his shoulder.]

Throw it already!

[darkcharge]

Be patient.

[ Van picks up the appliance. It's heavier than what he thought it would be. Then with as much force as he can muster, he throws it up in the air. ]