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star_kingdom2012-11-01 12:00 am
bitchblade) wrote in star_kingdom2012-11-01 12:00 am
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♛ ＦＲＥＮＺＩＥＤ; нαppy вιrтнdαy! ｐｒｉｖａｔｅ; dαɴтe - ｖｉｄｅｏ/ａｃｔｉｏｎ．
[ even though halloween was one of masane's most favorite holidays she had decided to call it an early night. sure, she had been having a blast, but there were a few other, more important things that she had to tend to... like, for instance, the kitchen. not only had she done a great deal of grocery shopping earlier that morning, but she had also badgered at least half a dozen moogles for recipes. ]
OK, let's get started! [ and start she did. ]
[ several painstaking hours later it looks as though a bomb had gone off in the kitchen leaving masane collapsed against the counter. she's huffing and puffing, but still pleasantly pleased that she'd managed to accomplish all that she'd set out to do... even if had taken her about a hundred different tries. ]
[ recomposing herself she starts moving all of the food into the dining room. ] ...that bastard better appreciate this... [ breathes out a sigh as she sulks back into the kitchen to clean. about partway through she looks up at the clock only to realize that -- shit! -- it's almost midnight! scrambling around like a chicken with its head cut off as she half-asses the remainder of the job. ]
[ masane, then, grabs her communicator and hurries back into the dining room. falling into a seat she sets it down and turns it on. ] Dante! uh, Hey! [ and she gives him a lopsided grin before shouting; ] Happy Birthday! [ bidding her exhaustion adieu ( at least for now ) she giggles mindlessly. ] I made you a special birthday treat so get over here! [ reaches off screen and grabs a strawberry sundae. holds the glass by the neck and tilts his back and forth teasingly. ] and this is just the pre dinner dessert. [ another fit of the giggles as she pans the camera around to show off the fruits of her labor; a sizable spread of all sorts of italian foods, including pizza! ] Now hurry up, Dante, before this melts! [ sets the sundae down. ] and the food gets cold!
[ but before she shuts off the feed; ] and if that's not enough to convince you, here, I have dessert dessert. [ eat your heart out. no, she didn't make it.she bought from sebastian's bakery. ]
OK, let's get started! [ and start she did. ]
[ several painstaking hours later it looks as though a bomb had gone off in the kitchen leaving masane collapsed against the counter. she's huffing and puffing, but still pleasantly pleased that she'd managed to accomplish all that she'd set out to do... even if had taken her about a hundred different tries. ]
[ recomposing herself she starts moving all of the food into the dining room. ] ...that bastard better appreciate this... [ breathes out a sigh as she sulks back into the kitchen to clean. about partway through she looks up at the clock only to realize that -- shit! -- it's almost midnight! scrambling around like a chicken with its head cut off as she half-asses the remainder of the job. ]
[ masane, then, grabs her communicator and hurries back into the dining room. falling into a seat she sets it down and turns it on. ] Dante! uh, Hey! [ and she gives him a lopsided grin before shouting; ] Happy Birthday! [ bidding her exhaustion adieu ( at least for now ) she giggles mindlessly. ] I made you a special birthday treat so get over here! [ reaches off screen and grabs a strawberry sundae. holds the glass by the neck and tilts his back and forth teasingly. ] and this is just the pre dinner dessert. [ another fit of the giggles as she pans the camera around to show off the fruits of her labor; a sizable spread of all sorts of italian foods, including pizza! ] Now hurry up, Dante, before this melts! [ sets the sundae down. ] and the food gets cold!
[ but before she shuts off the feed; ] and if that's not enough to convince you, here, I have dessert dessert. [ eat your heart out. no, she didn't make it.
